I own nothing except Blaze.

I have no beta, so there might be few mistakes.

The man, who I dubbed as panda, flew back, hitting the ground on his back.

Immediately, the men, who I had no idea were in the room, tackled me to the ground and slammed my face on the floor.

I struggled against them, managing to lift myself a few inches off the ground before they shoved me back down.

"Are you okay Ryuzaki?" A familiar British accent reached my ears.

I struggled harder and yelled out, "Hey! Your that bastard that shot me! Come here so I can pound your face in!" I looked at one of the men sitting on me. "Get off me you fatass!"

"I'm alright. She only caught me off guard." I'm guessing he turned towards me. "If we let you go, will you refrain from hitting me?"

"Yeah sure. Just get these idiots off me!"

"Please stand."

"But Ryuzaki-"

"Let her be." He repeated. Slowly, the men stood up and I was hauled to my feet.

I jerked out of their grip and once again was face to face with panda. He stood a few feet from me and was an inch or two shorter due to the fact he was slouching.

He bit his thumb and stared shamelessly at me, hardly blinking.

I raised an eyebrow. "Who the hell are you?"

"I am L." He said bluntly.

...

"You're kidding right? How can you be the world's greatest detective?" I scoffed and looked at the other men, to see if they were yanking my chain.

"Ah, miss. He is L." A man in his twenties spoke in a heavy Japanese accent. He had long bangs and hair up to his neck.

"Okay. Let's say you are L." I rolled my eyes, playing along.

"Great. Please call me Ryuzaki. It is one of my alias." Panda went to go sit down on one of the couches and began eating cake.

"Now that we have that out of the way, can I leave?" I asked. I tried crossing my arms as best as I could, with the cuffs still in place.

"Hm, no. You are still a suspect of being Kira-"

"How many times do I need to tell you?!" I screamed in frustration. "I. Am. Not. Kira! I don't understand any Japanese and I could care less about this Kira guy. Just give me my bag and I'll be out of your hair."

"I can't allow that. Until I have evidence you are not Kira, you are to stay here, where I can monitor you."

I groaned and sat on the ground. This can be happening. I could practically hear Max scolding me for getting caught.

"Wait!" I lifted my head. "I'm like seventeen! This has to be illegal! I'm a minor."

"Technically you are not in jail or arrested. You are simply in my custody, which I have the power to do." He munched on a strawberry.

I sighed in defeat. I can't really escape since the old fart will probably shoot me again and the men might tackle me. Even if I did escape, I would still have the cuffs on.

"Ryuzaki, are we just going to ignore the fact that she kicked you?" The man with an Afro glared at me, but I just stared blankly at him, not understanding a word he said.

"That reminds me. Why did you attack me?" Ryuzaki questioned.

I shrugged. "There's a thing called personal bubbles, and you buddy, trespassed my bubble."

"I see." He bit his thumb.

"Who are you guys?" I asked the men.

"Oh, call me Masuda. That's Chief Yagami, Mogi, Ukita, and Aizawa. Me and the Chief can speak English while the others still have a bit trouble."

I nodded, then looked at the old man.

"I am Watari."

I narrowed my eyes. "I'm watching you old man." I stared at my cuffs. "Why am I still handcuffed?"

"Because we don't know what you could do, seeing as you already kicked me in the face with your feet." Ryuzaki answered.

I sighed.

"What were those beasts?" Yagami asked.

Should I tell them? What if they turn me in? Though, Fang has been telling everyone on his blog about us...

"We call them Erasers."

"Who's we, and why?" Ryuzaki wondered.

I swallowed. "My family. We call them that because they were created to get rid of us."

"Who created them?"

I lifted my arms. "I'll say more if you take these off."

Ryuzaki stared at me.

"I promise I won't hurt you. That was just a reflex."

"Very well. However if you do it again, you will have double the chains."

"Yeah, yeah." Yagami came and unlocked the cuffs. I rubbed my wrists.

"The School did. That's what we call it. They take babies and experiment on them." I gripped my hands. It was silent in the room.

"Are you an experiment?" Matsuda asked.

I looked away and nodded. "They kidnap babies, or they receive them from parents offering their child for money.
"I found out my...parents," I spat out, "Sold me to the School. They didn't even bother to name me before selling me." I clenched my fist. "The Whitecoats mixed animal DNA in us. They tried create new breeds, but almost every one fail. Most don't live long. The only two successful projects were Erasers, human-lupine hybrids, and us. Erasers only live for four years. They look like adults-models- in human form and wolf when they transform. Usually their all men and four to five years old."

"And...what are you?"

Pausing, I stood up and took my jacket off. Checking I had enough room, I unfurled my wings. They were a reddish brown with some white and black mixed in.

Some of them gasped, while Ryuzaki only stared more intently.

"I'm ninety-eight percent human and two percent bird. We refer ourselves as Avian-Americans." I laughed humorlessly. "I don't know how long we live, but it's more than four years, seeing as I'm about seventeen. We haven't gotten any expiration dates yet."

"Expiration dates?" Mogi repeated.

"Yeah. That's how you know you're going to die. It appears a while before, on your neck."

"How long we're you in the School?" Ryuzaki asked.

I mentally did the calculations in my head. "Until I was thirteen. The others were ten and younger."

"So you were the first one to be created?" He continued.

I grimaced. "Technically, I was the prototype. The one they thought was an actual success is Max, the leader of the Flock."

"How old are all of you?"

"I'm around Seventeen, Max, Iggy, and Fang are fourteen, Nudge is twelve, Gazzy is nine, and Angel is six. Only Gazzy and Angel are blood siblings."

"Now just wait a minute!" The chief cut in, frowning. "You all are minors! And with children! If you're the oldest, didn't you have the slightest sense to go to the police?"

I glared right back. "I have enough sense than you! I'm old enough to take care of them, but each on of us are able to survive on our own. If we went to the police, how would we know they're not working for the School? They're every and anywhere. Even if they weren't, once we show them our wings, they'll send us off to the zoo or back to labs because of what we are. We don't trust adults because all they do is betray you in the end."

Ryuzaki bit his thumb then asked, "What did they do you?"

He asked out of curiosity but I flinched as though he was going to hit me. I licked my suddenly dry lips. "Things that would make anyone else die if they weren't use to it their whole life. Though the Whitecoats would just revive you. We've seen things that would make you vomit, things that still haunt us every night...I lived in a dog crate for God's sake. I spent days unconscious and fed little to recover from everything. Once they found out I can create fire, the bastards we close to killing me, trying to see if I can keep my fire up to the coldest temperature."

Silence fell in the room again and I started picking at my worn out sneakers.

Chief cleared his throat. "And where are the other children?"

"Max and Fang, the second in command, got into a fight and the Flock has split up until they have made up. The girls went with Max and the boys went with Fang. I decide to go solo since I didn't want to be near any of them for the time being. That reminds me. How long am I going to be here? I'm going to have to go home some time you know." I stared at Ryuzaki to see him calmly eating cake.

"You are going to stay here until I decide you are no longer Kira or an accomplice."

I sighed but stayed quiet.

Everyone continued what they were doing and I sat back, watching them.

The hotel room we were in was simple yet it had the look that showed how expensive it was. The Flock would like it here.

Then, my stomach tried to send a message to me. GRRR! Wide eyed, I glanced at the others to see if they noticed. Sure enough, they were turned to me.

"Hungry?" Ryuzaki asked.

"Well...a little." I said sheepishly.

"When was the last time you ate?"

"Let's see...I had some granola bars so...a day or two ago."

"Would you like anything specific?"

"I'm not really picky, but I need a lot of food since I need around two thousand calories a day."

"Two thousand!" Matsuda gaped.

"Yeah. Our bones are thin, and we have many air sacs. We have a big metabolism so we have to eat as much as we can."

Ryuzaki nodded and told Watari to order the whole menu of room service.

"Thanks Ryuzaki. Sorry about all of this."

"It's fine. I should have expected this since you have a structure similar to a bird. Nevertheless, you are my responsibility now, and I have to cater to all your needs."

I smirked. I am so going to enjoy my stay here. Free food, shelter, and protection. The Flock don't know what they're missing out on.