ii.

part two
:-:-: theme; maps by maroon 5 :-:-:

The next time Octavia wakes, she is strapped down to a table on her stomach. The pain hits her immediately and she screams.

"Stop! Stop!" She yells, trying to break out of her bonds. The pain in her back is excruciating, and she wonders if they bothered to give her a numbing agent at all, or if her body ate through it.

"Subject is awake," a bland voice announces. "Ignore her screams, we're almost finished here."

"It hurts! It hurts!"

Her cries are ignored while the pain only increases. Octavia tries to look over her shoulder and at what they're doing to her body. Her vision begins to fade before she gets a clear look, but she swears she sees smooth gray feathers.

"You have wings!" Micah exclaimed when he saw her again.

"I.. do?" She asked sluggishly, unable to move from where she was lying on her stomach. The pain was too much, and her whole body felt like it was stinging. Kind of like when your foot is asleep and it goes from blissful numbness to pins-and-needles.

Her whole body felt different, as if things had been shifted around inside of her. There was also a weight on her back that hadn't been there before… She knew that she wasn't normal; that the scientists here had changed something about her. It was never apparent before like this, however. She could only tell with small things. Like how her sight and hearing were much more powerful than an average human's, or how she could see in the dark without a problem. She was faster, stronger, but never had her body felt so wrong.

Her green-gray eyes sting, and in a quiet voice she asks her brother, "Am I a monster...?"

"No! No! Never ever could you be!" Micah immediately replied, sounding scandalized to even be asked the question. Octavia almost smiled at that observation, because Micah probably didn't even know what that word meant. When he spoke again, his voice was much more calm, and she could feel his eyes on her wings. "If anything… you're an angel…"

She widened her eyes and turned her head to look at him, even though her body begged her not to. Micah had a watery smile on his face. When he met her eyes, she could feel her heart get caught in her throat.

Micah laughed softly, "Are you going to save me?"

Octavia whips her head away, her face one of shock before it crumbles entirely. Burying her head into the cold slab of her cage, she cries. "I will try, little one."