(PS Guys - GOING ON VACATION, will be gone for 5 whole days!)
Destined
Song: Well, I listened to Imogen Heap's Hide and Seek...notice anything flamiliar about it? :) ALSO, I may change this later - I know that it doesn't go well.
Ella
I'm meant for wings. I'm not me without them. I remember getting them now. Dr. G, he called himself, had put metal braces on my limbs, having me lay down on my stomach. Goosebumps arose on my arms as the cold metal table was cooled by the air conditioning.
"Are you ready, my dear?" he asked. I nodded. Next thing I know, pain flashed on my lower back, then the world trades its colors for blackness. Fuzzyness erupts in my vision, and I see the Doctor waving his hand in front of my eyes, and I notice that I'm standing up. I look behind me and gasp. The most beautiful, large, shining blue butterfly- style wings now are from my back. I experimentally sweep them from side to side slowly. The Doctor smiles coldy, handing me a mirror. My dark brown hair had a blue glint in it, and my eyes were the color of deep-sea blue. I run for it, watching the guards stare at me in awe. The wings work, in spite of them looking more beautiful than any bird wings. I meet Max, who is looking frantically for me, in air. She screams before catching herself, in horror at my new wings.
"Ella...what did you do?" she asks. I smile.
"I obtained my destiny."