A month after I got to the School, the scientists declared me the strongest out of every group of subjects they had ever had. I had 3% Phoenix DNA running through my body, and big, flame colored wings on my back. My eyes were still brown, but with more vibrant colors in them. They held red, orange, and gold, just as my used-to-be dull hair does. I have the power to control or summon fire, which usually happens when I'm mad, but I've gotten past flaring up, unless a guy thinks they stand a chance with me. When my fire ability shows up, my wings look as if they were set aflame, and they were. Small flames would lick their way up my arms, and settle onto my wings. I also have heightened senses, and I'm faster than any other experiment was, as well as stronger and more agile.

I was in the middle of training when it happened. An alarm went off, and I heard crashes from down the hall. Just as I turned to make my way towards the noise, a boy with dark hair, and dark eyes burst through the door. He waved me towards him, and the other hybrids from behind me pushed me forward in their own rush to get out. We ended up outside, and I could hear fighting. I looked to the side and saw a blonde girl, with wings. She looked about my age, and was fighting an Eraser.

But, it wasn't just any Eraser. It was my adoptive brother, Ari. I gasped, and almost shrieked as I ran their way, knocking the girl away from my brother.

I had recently fixed his out of proportion body. He now looked just as much the part of a seven year old as he acted. He whimpered as I pulled him close, and I heard yelling behind me. I looked back to see the same boy as earlier, screaming at me to get away from him.

"Go! He could kill you, just go!" After I didn't move, the boy tried prying me away from Ari, and the other experiments went silent.

I let go of Ari, putting him behind my legs as I stood up. The boy looked around, confused at why everyone was being quiet. His hands were still on my arms as I turned to face him.

"No one gets away with touching me, let alone trying to get me away from my brother. I suggest you let go, before I do something I won't regret."

The boy smirked, and there were a few selective gasps from the others as they saw his expression. Several people step back, knowing not to get too close. "And what could you do to me."

I heard Ari's child-like giggle, as he said. "Oh, god, Fang, you've done it now! Max being mad is nothing compared to Iz."

I saw what looked like fear cross this 'Fang's' face, and he let me go, stepping back a few feet. Two more boys, one a few years younger, and the other the same age, step up beside Fang.

The younger one had dirty blonde hair, but with what looked like soot in it, it looked more of a light brown, and had bright blue eyes. The other had a cloudy look in his eyes, and platinum blonde hair. I could see two young children helping the girl I had knocked down. The older looking girl had mocha-colored skin, and bright, doe-eyes. The other looked to be a little older than Ari was, and had bright, bouncy, blonde curls, and bright blue eyes, much like the boy with Fang.

"Now, I'm going to tend to my brother. If you really wish to leave, the Erasers," I glared at the nearby group of wolf-hybrids, and they gave me grins, "Will not interfere, if they wish to continue their existence. Touch me, Ari, or an Eraser, and I will end yours, got it?" The group of birdkids in front of me nodded eagerly, as did the Erasers.

I turned to Ari, and I felt my long wings touch the ground through the bottom of the sweatshirt I was wearing. I brushed my hands against Ari, checking for any wounds, and he seemed to be fine until I reached his side. He winced when I touched it, and I lifted his arm to reveal a deep gash. Tearing his shirt, I found a piece of metal in his side. I reached out and grabbed Ari's hand, and took the metal in my other, telling Ari to hang on. I pulled the metal out, and Ari squeezed my hand tightly in his. The wound was bleeding heavily, and since the birdkids had blown up all of the supplies inside, we had no stitches, or anesthetics.

"Ari, I know this is gonna hurt, but I'm gonna have to singe it shut. We can't stitch it, and we have no anesthetics. I'm sorry little bro…" I took off my sweatshirt, tearing off a piece and bundling it into a ball, before handing it to Ari. He put the ball in his mouth and clamped his jaw shut. I concentrated on heat, and willed it into my fingers, lighting my pointer on fire, and used my free hand to hold the wound together. I moved the flame across Ari's skin, singing it together. He winced at the contact with the heat. I let my flame go out, and pulled Ari's small body into my arms as he fell asleep, and turned around.

"Now, you may leave if you wish. It will take a long while for them to rebuild, and will most likely leave you alone, especially if I tell them to give you a break. Maybe, just maybe, we could ask if we could conduct experiments next time, and I hope you say you will, because they believe you to be very promising. They should know better than to try to force it after they tried locking me in a cage like last time. Trust me, they don't do that anymore, we all have rooms. I'm going to be in my hometown, in case anyone needs me. It's Forks, Washington." Several heads nodded, but a small girl, who I had been taking care of since she came here, stepped forward.

"Iz? Can I come with you and Ari?" She shyly looked down at her shoes, putting her hands together behind her back. You could tell that her cat ears were coming up, as that happened when she was nervous or scared.

"Of course, Krissy. You know that I will always take care of you, alright?" She grinned, and her cat ears disappeared into her red hair. She ran to me, and I shifted Ari into only one of my arms, pulling Krissy into the other. I turned to the crowd, which was now dissipating into groups as people prepared their 'families' to leave. "I have several cars in the garage, if your group needs or wants one. Just don't break them. Got it?" I saw some of the older kids nodding, including the group of birdkids. "Ok. I have trackers on all of them, don't even think of taking them off, they're so I can visit and make sure you're safe. I'll give the keys to you once cars are picked out. Let's go."

I waved the group along, and found the separate garage building. Stepping inside, I approached the group of cars that were mine. I started to give the keys for bigger cars to the largest groups, then making my way to the smallest groups, which were all in threes. Finally, the only groups left were my own, and the birdkids, who said they wanted the other groups to go first. The only cars left were two vans, a deep blue Ferrari Spider (which Ari, Krissy and I would be taking) and a Ferrari Jaguar.

"Which one?" I asked, nodding to the vans, as they pointed to the van farthest to the left. I tossed them the keys, pulling my own out. I took Ari and Krissy's hands in mine, and pulled them to my Ferrari. Settling them into the back seat, I said, "Get comfortable. This could be a long trip. We might get pulled over, and we will be stopping for sleep. 'Kay?" They nodded, and I went to my seat at the wheel. I out the keys in the ignition, and the car purred beneath me. The kids shifted in the back, trying to get comfortable, ending up with Krissy's head on Ari's lap, and Ari's head on the headrest behind him. This was going to be a long drive.