Defenseless
Song: Take Me Under by Three Days Grace
( I 3 this band. :))
Iggy
I woke up crying. Tears slicked my cheeks. And I was back at the School. I felt defenseless, shaking the door of my dog crate. Nearby, the odor of rotting flesh lingered. Failed and unspeaking experiments filled this room. I didn't have Max, or Fang, or even Nudge to help me escape. I was all alone. And blind.
How would I ever escape this hellhole? How, and with whom?
Wait, did I even need anyone else? For years I had been told by the Flock directions and do this and do that. I even concerned myself with explosives as my main weapon.
But perhaps I wasn't so far gone not to bust out of here. I pressed my wings against the top of the crate, my hands on the front, and my feet on the back. The rusting metal creaked, then with a final push...gave way. I burst through. Of course, the whitecoats patrolling the room rushed forward to restrain me. I could sense them, though, and I fought them off easily. A bone broke on them with ever hit. I brushed my overlong bangs to the side, breaking through the double doors into the hospital-like hallway. I was stronger than they thought.
"He's escaped!" one whitecoat shrieked. Another skidded on the floors.
"But how? He's been blind for years!" one confirmed that they thought the same of me as the Flock. Was I just a hazard with wings to them? I acted in a low-kick, snapping back the knees of a whitecoat. I couldn't see to know where to go, so I just chose the nearest door. When I hastily rushed into the room, a noise of rustling feathers reached my ears. Had the Flock been captured, too?
"Who's there?" A wary feminine voice spoke. It was not one that I knew.
"I'm Iggy..."
"Oh, wow, that gives me plenty of info. Now, are you gonna take me to the experimentation room yet?" she demanded. I stepped back.
"No...I'm breaking out of here myself."
She was silent before I heard leather snapping. I heard a scraping noise, then a hand touched my arm. I felt the girl smile.
"Let's go. You're gonna have to lead me out, too." she said contentedly. Frantically, I searched for any sign of whitecoats finding us. None.
"Wait, why do I have to lead you?" I inquired.
"Are you blind, too?" she huffed sarcastically
"Too?"
"Yeah. I'm blind. Now let's go!" she pressed, shoving me forward gently. I stopped her. She was probably onlyaround 100 pounds with her wings.
"I'm blind, too." I whispered. The girl gasped.
"Lovely, now we're doomed. Maybe if they don't see us, we can still escape." I nodded and I took her hand in mine. When we reached the hallway, it had been vacated; no doubt in search of me. I dragged the girl to the main exit. We shuffled through the grass a couple of feet before the girl stopped me by just...well...stopping.
"Are we gonna take off yet?" she grumbled. I blinked.
"You can fly?" I blurted.
"Hence the feathers, blondie."
How did she know I was blond?
"Wait, wait, hold the phone. How'd you know I'm blond?" I interrupted.
"My fingers can see colors, but only if I'm touching something."
I was shocked. She was like a freakin' girl version of me.
Beside me, the girl took off, wings spreading wide. I did the same. The realization hit me then; we were both blind, but had just escaped the School.
Maybe we weren't so defenseless.