All of a sudden, the girl swung her left arm down violently to her side, exposing her head and face. The crowd gasps. She was so beautiful,with her flawless glowing skin, and her eyes a deep forest green. But along the whole length of the girls face, shown a bright red scratch. Her face showed no emotion at all, it looked as cold as stone. But her eyes held so much. If you peered into them, it seemed as though you could stare at them forever and not see everything. Her eyes held sadness. The only way she showed it was a single tear that ran down the side of her face, and died on her cheek, right along her scar.
She slowly and gently she got up, and placed one foot in front of the other, wobbling her way out of the unnatural nest. She was weak, holding onto a branch for support as she made her way out of the nest. But she never let it show, she was as strong as a solider.
She stood in front of the nest, her green hollow eyes staring forward, allowing the captive audience to gawk and examine her like an animal. Her whole body ached intensely, she just felt like collapsing. But shes seen this way too many times before. If she doesn't give them exactly what they expect, they might do something horrible to her, if there's anything else left in the world that she hasn't already gone through yet.
The girl moved her body two extremely painful steps forward, so she could satisfy the crowd. Excitement and confusion were practically sweating off of the audiences plump faces. From this point on they didn't know what to expect.
The girl titled her head slightly to the left, noticing a black box upon a mans shoulder, a camera. She was trying to figure out how it worked exactly, shes only seen a camera like that once or twice before. She moved her head back to staring forward, it's original position. A whisper from the audience started growing in volume.
Then after a few minutes of staring blankly in the air, the girl noticed a small movement to her left. She looked out of the corner of her eye, to see a man with very dark skin make his way up to the front of the cage. The man was also holding a black box, except this one was smaller, a professional camera. The girl didn't have a clue as to what it was, and she started to get a little nervous. But again, she didn't let it show. She went back to her same position she was now famous for.
The man put the camera up to his face, and took a picture. The flash bouncing around the cage interior like lightning. A huge gasp erupted, and when the man looked at the screen to review his picture, the only thing he captured was a black blur. He lowered his camera down, and was nearly swept off his own feet.
When the mans camera had flashed, the girl became frightened. She didn't know what was happening or where the flash of light came from. The only thing she could think to do in that second was to raise her skinny arms to shield her face from whatever it was. But what she didn't mean to do, was the thing that shocked the audience the most.
As she raised her arms forward, so did the eighteen foot, tattered raven wings that shot out of her back to shield her face and body.
The audience's eyes popped out of their head, and they immediately took four steps back away from the cage. They became just as frightened as the young girl.
The girl lowered her arms and wings with deliberation, looking around at the frightened group of strangers. She saw the man with the camera stare at her and started backing away. The husbands in the room cradled their wives, as if they had just witnessed a great explosion. The secret service men started waving the President towards the door, wanting him to be the first one out if needed.
But how could they be this scared of just a girl? She looked innocent. She was dirty, weak. She could do no such harm.. They were only scared of the wings attached to her, because nobody in the history of the world has ever laid there eyes on something so magnificent, so rare. So unusual.
The girl decided that enough was enough, she was tired of living life only serving people she didn't care about. Didn't want to worry about. She wanted to be free, live her life her way. And today was going to be the day she would do just that.