"What the hell does that mean?" I ask the German doctor
"It means that you are my greatest creation."
"Creation?"
"You mean no one has told you, you are not like us Dylan you are a hybrid."
"Hybrid?"
"Ja, a mixture of a human and avian D.N.A., you are an angel."
"Wait, you mean I have wings?"
"Yes, also some other powers Zat you vill to learn to control."
"Am I the only one?"
"Vhat do you mean?"
"Are there others like me, or am I alone?"
"Of course there's others like you."
He speaks the truth Dylan, you must trust the doctor It's the only way to survive.
I jump when I hear a voice say that in a low whisper.
"Who said that?" I asked the doctor and he looks at me and asks.
"Vho said vhat?"
They can't hear me, only you can. The voice explains.
Does that mean I'm crazy? I ask the voice.
The voice responds with what sounds like a snicker. Far from it.
Then who are you?
That's not important, what's important is you listen to everything the doctor says.
"Never mind I thought I heard something." I say to the doctor.
"Ah, vell shall ve continue on?"
"Sure, why not?"
"Great, follow me."
Hey there ladies and gents if you are a new reader of mine welcome. Now I being the obsessed with Max Ride have decided to write this story from Dylan's P.O.V. Please feel free to comment and until next time.
Krazzyredhead (ZMR)