p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-size: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial;"span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;"I sat down on a bar stool and leaned over the papers I the counter. I picked up one that said project Masterkey in bold print at the too. I couldn't fully understand most of the words on the page and continued to stare at it, hoping that somehow it'd click in my mind. Holmes seemed to notice this and hopped on my shoulder. He looked over the / "It just says that I was designed to assist Teachers in their investigations and studies and work like a supercomputer. They had tested this on three litters of kittens. Out of all of them I was the only one to survive for over two months." I frowned and glanced at some images of a mother cat in a cage with her kittens. I pushed the picture to Holmes. He nodded / "Yep. That is my mother." I knocked on the counter and began / "I guess now we know you weren't created in a lab. You had siblings and a mom." He / "I guess so," was all he said before he jumped off and started looking at other papers. "Now, let's see about you." He pushed a paper away and placed his paw on top of the one that was / "Aha! Here it is!" He scanned the paper, his mouth twitching. After waiting in near silence for what felt like forever and growing tired of listening to the couple's struggling to free themselves, I spoke / "What is it?" I asked, hoping the information was / "Hmmm. It's a log about you and your progress. For instance when you developed the ability to be immune to your own hypersonic cries. Or when you cracked the glass barrier with one of your screams and they had to replace it with even thicker glass. Oh, it also says here that your extra wings were more for show than anything since it seems that they give you no advantages." br / "For show?" I asked. "Like a freaking carnival sideshow." I thought. I shook it / "What about my parents? Or was I lab made?" Holmes looked around until he found another / " here are the names of two individuals who may have been your parents."br / He slid the paper to me. I skimmed it before pointing to / "Why are there three names?"br / "It seems your mother may have been a prostitute," he explained, "so she went by an alias."br / "Oh."br / "Yes. She gave you up to the school for money." I slumped down in the / "She gave me up..." I sighed, crossed my arms and rested my head on them. I looked at the paper almost accusingly as if the paper itself had caused this. Suddenly, I bolted / "Wait, I saw this name somewhere else." I looked through the papers until I found a half sheet. It didn't say much, but it did have the same name listed and another name with the same last name. Holmes looked and his eyes widened. br / "What does it mean?"br / "It means that you might be related to one of the experiments. It does not specify who but from the knowledge I had acquired back at the school, I know that one of the Teachers had escaped with some of the other avian experiments. He had come back to the school but I am not sure what happened to the experiments." He turned back to the files but didn't seem to find anything / "I'm sorry, I guess I do not have any information about the other experiments."br / "It's okay, I know we can find them." Holmes tilted his / "You sure?"br / "How hard can it be to find a few winged kids wandering around doing who knows what?" A loud crash made us both jump. We turned to see the husband had kicked his chair / "We should go," I signed before grabbing the bag of food and headed to the door. I opened the door to see two burly men in police / "We received a distress call," one said obviously lying. He had a wolfish grin and fur began to sprout quickly from his face. I quickly slammed the / I raced back to Holmes frantically signing "wolves here". He seemed to understand. The front door was no match for the Weres brute strength and age way easily under their punch. I grabbed the cat and ran to the back door only to catch a glimpse of a large figure move outside the / "Not there," I thought. I whirled around and saw both the Weres notice me. I grabbed the nearest thing to me and threw it. It was a wooden vase of flowers. The Were swatted it out of the way. I ran to the kitchen. There was a small window in there above the sink. I ran to it and jumped up on the sink. I silently screamed in pain as I felt a large hand pull a fist full of my hair. Holmes growled and bit the Weres hand. The man only laughed and I saw the others move in. I panicked and looked around. I saw a bottle of glass cleaner next to the window and grabbed it. I sprayed it in his eyes and he yelled letting go. He stumbled back into the couple who had been screaming their heads off. I pulled the window up and shimmied out with Holmes close behind. A Were who was close to the window reached for me only to get clawed in the face by the cat. br / "Follow me," Holmes commanded. I did and we fled into the forest with the sound of growling behind us once again. Holmes turned left sharply and climbed up a / "The branches are low enough. Quickly!" I put the bag over my shoulder and began to climb. I leaped up to the next branch, grabbing ahold of it and pulling myself up. I kept going until Holmes stopped / "What now?" I signed gripping the branch under me / "I need you to fly us to safety. Can you do it?" I shifted my wings but realized I forgot to cut holes in the / "Can you cut slits in the back for my wings?" Homes nodded and I turned. He ran his claws over the fabric until it tore and continued until the holes were big enough for my wings. When he finished, I carefully stood up. I picked up Holmes and the bag and unfurled my / "Ready." Holmes said. I jumped off and flapped down. It still hurt but at least I was expecting it. I broke through the curtain of trees and flew into the open night sky. Not sure which way to go I turned right and flew in that direction. I saw a small clearing and noticed a helicopter in the middle of / "Mmm. Not good," Holmes stated. I flew quicker, not wanting to be seen. There were. Few birds out and I would see them fly so smoothly and felt a pang of jealousy because of my own choppy flight pattern. As if reading my mind Holmes said,br / "Mimic what they do and your flying will be smoother." I jostled him as if to say 'shut up." He laughed in response. I looked at the birds and straightened my wings, not flap so much, and follow the wind, that type of / "You know, I've been thinking." I looked down at him and he looked up to / "I'm going to be your father figure." I knit my eyebrows together and shook my / "It makes perfect sense. I'm older and smarter and can teach you the ways of the world." Feeling like I wouldn't get an opinion with my hands full and both of us flying I landed near the base of a huge tree. I dropped Holmes and the / "That may be correct but you're still just a cat. And you're like what two?" I signed / "Which makes me 24 in human years." He snapped. br / "But you're still a cat." br / "Wolves have raised children before. Why not a highly intelligent feline!" I frowned knowing I probably wasn't going to win this argument. Seeing this Holmes smiled making me more frustrated. I / "Fine."br / "Good. Now as your new guardian I feel that it is most reasonable to get you as far away from this house as possible. Once we find a safe place to rest I will map out our surroundings and plan out our next step to finding the other experiments." I rolled my eyes before picking him and our stuff back up. I spread out my wings and launched myself in the air./span/p