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Bright white lights. A blur of brown hair. I, in my infant form was passed to a peach figure with ginger hair. A woman, my biological mother. Voices, mumbling. Being half Avion, my hearing, understanding and memory complexes were much more advanced than a human at birth. My mind was like a one year old human's. Then, the lights dimmed all of a sudden. From the darkness outside the window, it was night. A figure approached me, and I, curious, reached up to him, a smile on my innocent face. There was darkness, then. A new kind of darkness. Strange tendrils of shadows clutched at the figure and pulled me along with him, to nothingness, to Hell-

I bolted upright in my bed, clutching at my chest. I heard these strange loud, breathy noises, gasping. Then I realized- it was me.

It was the same nightmare every single night. Retelling the story I hated to hear. The reason the other Avions teased me. Ridiculed me. It constantly reminded me of what I was- an Abomination. Unnatural, and different. A freak. This was one reason I hated my parents- well, hate is a very strong word, and.. humans aren't so bad, right?

Then I remembered what my Professor had told me.

" You must stop thinking these thoughts, my child," she'd said. " It is the human part of you resisting our values. It is unnatural."

She gave me, then, a very disapproving look.

The other children were laughing, pointing...

No, I told myself, humans are bad, and horrible. They kill themselves, create weapons, and constantly fight each other. It is quite stupid, really. Do they not realize that they are all of the same species, and as such, should be helping each other, hand in hand? But...they are nice all the same...stop thinking like a human! Stop it! Remember what Professor Sky said. Humans cause trouble!

I checked my clock. 3:36 AM. I sighed. Ever since my 14th birthday a couple of months ago, I was lacking sleep. I stretched, ruffled my wings, and got out of bed. My room was like all other rooms in the building. Plain grey walls and floor, with black doors, black furniture, and a black bed. My closet ( also black) was filled with standard black Avion suits ( think like diving suits, plain black, high neck, long sleeve, with footies) black dresses, shirts, pants, and shoes of all kinds. We weren't allowed to make our room, say, a bright pink, because we might get distracted from our studies. Painting wasn't very common in Eden, but a lot of our people, children and adults alike, strived to make the colors splash and come together in such beauty. I was one of the lucky ones. I had this talent, and pieces of my art were displayed on my walls. Even our Headmistress had kept a very good painting of a peacock.

Then I heard a knock on my door. I quickly pulled a suit on (black diving suit, footies) and opened it.

Evan, one of my instructors, was standing there.

" Seven.." he started, "Why are you not in classes? We were extremely worried."

" I was painting, sir, and lost track of time." I looked up in his eyes, " It won't happen again."

And then my internal alarm clock rang 7:00 AM, it said.

OH, SO NOW YOU RING, HUH?

I followed him down to the mess hall where the students were eating, and sat in an empty seat.

Silver tables, each seating 6, were placed in rows of 7 ( great hall of Hogwarts, just small silver tables)

I grinned at the menu. I loved Tuesdays. Today's selections were pan-cakes ( whatever those were), oatmeal, and sausage & bacon.

I chose the oatmeal, and waited for my food to appear on my plate in a silver glow.

Hannah, one of my only friends, pointed to the tall table on a risen platform where all the instructors ate. The Headmistress stood, and tapped her wine glass with her spoon. We all turned to look at her, and I couldn't help but overhear some of the younger Grades chattering.

" What could she possibly want, that old hag-"

" Is she going to expel someone? I heard that last year they-"

" Who died now?"

She gave us a glare, then stood tall, as if to make us cower in our seats.

" Now, now, children," she shouted, " Please listen up! Today is the day that some of you have been waiting for-" at this, she turned to the 15 year olds,

"And that some of you have been told to fear! Today is Testing Day!" She shouted this with happiness, and everyone cheered, excepting me and the younger grades, as they didn't know what it was.

" Two of you will be called at a time. Need I remind you, this is completely random, so don't expect to go with your friends."

Then they began to call names. Susan Jones and Harrison Thomas. Clara Smith and Kyle Weston. Then:

" Tom Green and Kathryn Stark!"

I stood up, shaking, and met up with Tom at the doors of the hall.

" Good luck," he said, then laughed nervously, " Not that we need it.."

I gave him my most reassuring smile. We had reason to be nervous, of course. Testing Day is when all Avions that are 14 and 15 are Tested to find out their powers, if they had any, and have to fly for the first time. The powers weren't important, no, not at all, but flying? We need to fly. Flight is one of our biggest aids in battle, and if you can't fly, you will be killed on the battlefield. The instructors see no reason for imperfection, so, those who can't fly will be put outside Eden. They can't go to any humans, so they'll die.

I shivered. I hoped I wasn't one of the unlucky ones. Tom and I shook hands one more time, and went into separate rooms. There was a woman, standing in a room with a large fan built into an entire wall.

" This," she pointed to the fan, " Is what you'll be flying against. Stand up here, on this podium."

I walked up the three steps, to my possible doom. I stood in the center of the podium, feet braced for the wind, my wings ready to catch the gusts.

" Ready?' She yelled to me.

" Ready!" I shouted, voice shaking.

She smiled. "Don't be nervous, you'll do fine!"

Yeah right, I thought, what will she say when I've failed?

The fan started turning, faster and faster. I jumped into the wind, wings spread, hoping I wouldn't fall.

Hey, guys! Hope you liked this chapter! Will she fail or pass? I'll post again sometime within the next 3-4 days, so, plenty of time to review!

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