Scarred Angel

Chapter 3: Escape

Ashlyn POV

I was in my cage, waiting for today's 'test'. It has been 14 years. 14 years since this never-ending torture started. I was just sitting in my cage, watching the movements behind the frosted glass door, when all of a sudden, I heard a muffled thump. It was barely audible, and I wondered if it was a trick of my mind, after all that the white coats had done.

Suddenly, I heard it again. The thump. I glanced up, at the air-con vent above me. Could it be...?

I held back my excitement of someone coming to save all of us that have been here since the legendary bird kids-the six of them-had left this hellhole. Maybe it's our time then, I thought grimly, and sat with my back touching the bars of my cage.

While I was sitting there, watching, I saw that there was movement behind the frosted glass door. I watched as the white coats ran towards the east wing of the building. Of course! I smacked my palm on my forehead. They were headed to the control room.

I watched as a dark shadow appeared at the door, and the door slid open to reveal him.

Our saviour.

He was tall, but lean, like a male dancer. He was decked in black- my favourite colour. His obsidian eyes darted around, checking and helping experiments out of the cages and telling them to get out of the school. His olive-toned hands were quick in picking the locks, and gently easing the experiments out. A black coloured rucksack hung on his shoulders.

He then reached my cage. I leant back, tucking my midnight black wings into my back, a natural instinct after being locked up in a cage for so long. He then beckoned for me to come out, and I did, after a moment of hesitation. I then went to help him unlock the rest of the cages.

"What's your name?"

"Ashlyn."

There was an unspoken truce between us as we freed the experiments.

Soon, all the experiments were free, and I whipped out my wings, just to see him shrug off the rucksack he carried. He then dipped his hand into the bag, and pulled out a device that had many wires to it, that were stuck to a wooden board.

A bomb.

He was going to blow this place up. After rearranging the rucksack, he straightened up, and then turned to look at me as he spoke.

"Go, Ashlyn, wait for me at the forest nearby. Stay out of sight. If I don't escape this explosion, check the pack for a address, and then fly there. Don't forget this, okay?" He said this in a rush, and I stood stock-still as the words registered in my head.

"NO! I won't leave you!" I cried out, rushing over and clinging tightly to his waist. Never was I going to leave him, as he's my-

"Go, Ashlyn, please," he begged, turning around to see the Erasers gaining on us. He hugged me once, then passed me his pack, grabbing the bomb, and threw me out of the window. He watched as I unfurled my wings, and tears streamed down my face as I watched him grow smaller and smaller, as I flew to the forest.

Three minutes later, the ground shook as the School burst into an burning inferno, and as I watched, I knew that he was never gonna make it out alive. I could feel the waterworks starting.

Then, I saw a dark figure stagger out of the flames.

Him.

I tore down as quickly as I could, and landed beside him. I dragged him away from the flames (who knew super strength would come in easy in a situation like this?) and to a spot twenty feet away from the flames. I gently shook him awake. After a while, he stirred, and I watched him, coughing in pain.

"A-A-Ash... Lyn..." he choked out weakly, and I grabbed his hand.

"By... The... Way..., I-I'm Fang," he choked out, and I nodded my head in reply.

"R-R-Remember.. Your promise.. To me.." he rasped in his hoarse voice. I nodded and as I was about to turn to grab my things when Fang grabbed my hand again.

"Please... H-H-Help m-m-me tell Max that I... I love her forever" He whispered, and as I agreed to it, I saw the lights fade out of his eyes. I gently picked him up, and took off into the night, tears silently trickling down my face.