I must have been flying for hours. My wings ached, my leg and arm hurt each time I moved them just the slightest bit, even my eyes drooped from exhaustion. My stomach growled and I realized I had come all this way without food for almost a full day. Which I was used to by now, I don't know why I am surprised. I glanced over to my left and came across a decent sized cave dotted with raptors all around it. Of course it had to be occupied. Slowly bringing my wings in I came in for a landing. Instead, the universe decided to punish me and I lost my balance too quickly. I put one over over my head and braced myself for a crash-landing. I hit my shoulder on the cave wall and tumbled onto its hard stone floor. I winced in pain and brought myself to a sitting position, clutching my arm and outstretching my wounded leg. They were both nearly covered in blood and they hurt badly. I grunted and gritted my teeth as I scooted toward the wall of the cage and pressed my back up against it. I felt light headed and tired. Partly from flying for god knows how long, and from blood loss. Looking down I frowned at my arm and leg. My pants were soaked in blood and my arm was, of course, still bleeding. I heard a small, bird like squeak and glanced over to the sound. It was a raptor, a small one, probably hatched about few months ago. It squawked again, this time a bit louder, then waddled toward me. I tensed as it got uncomfortably close to my wing. It pecked it slightly and I winced, even though it didn't actually hurt. It pecked it again, this time harder and I flinched. The baby raptor looked at me quizzically and tilted it's head, then turned and hopped away back to the rest of its... flock. I watched as it left, some other raptors glanced over at me, but then quickly lost interest. I was hoping that they wouldn't change their mind and start pecking at my flesh in my sleep. I watched them through my tired, droopy eyes. Everything hurt, but I finally decided to let sleep take over me.

"Oh, my gosh!" A voice said excitedly. "She's just like us! I...I thought we were the only ones..." the voice continued, the excitment in her voice drastically changing to confusion and concern.

"She looks badly hurt..." The same voice said again, this time with more concern she almost sounded like she was about to cry.

My eyes slowly fluttered open, and my blurry vision started to clear and focus on what was in front of me. Two people were staring at me, one crouched low and only about a foot away from my face. I hesitated before my senses snapped into place and I jerked my self backward, trying my best to not look too freaked. Which was pretty hard considering two people found me in the middle of no where. At first I thought they were people from the school coming to take me back, but come to think of it, how on earth could they have found me way up here? I was probably so high up and so far away that they wouldn't be able to track me down this quickly. My brain slowly started to emerge from its groggy state and made me quickly realize that these weren't people, they were mutants... with wings... Just like me!
Though they both had the same expression on their face, which said "who are you and why do you look like us." Which was basically more than just accurate.

The one crouched down narrowed his eyes at me. He had strikingly dark hair that matched his clothes and wings, and judging by his face he looked around my age. And to be honest, he was quite attractive. The other one looked younger, about 11 or so. She had a darker skin tone with brown hair and wings.

"Who are you." The guy said with sudden fierceness that it startled me.

"I-uhh... Who wants to know?" I stammered, silently cursing myself for stuttering.

The dark-haired boy glared down at me, his dark eyes flashing me a look which told me that he wasn't playing around. He sat down in a more comfortable position, the girl followed.
He was quiet for a moment, then asked again.

"Who are you."

I hesitated. Should I trust them? They had wings like me, so they obviously came from the school, too.

"Well, uhh, seeing that you both have wings I assume you came from the same place I did..." I answered in the most innocent way possible. I had a point, though. How else would they be attached to a 13-foot wingspan?

"You mean The School...? You know, men in white coats, experimenting on humans with chemicals and DNA...?" The girl spoke up. Waving her hand around as she talked.

I slowly nodded, clucthing my arm nervously.

"Thats... impossible," the dark-haired boy said with disbelief. "We were the only ones with avian DNA..." He paused and looked at the ground thoughtfully.

"...How old are you?" He finally asked, looking up and staring at me straight in the eyes.

My eyes flckered around nervously, not able to hold his gaze for more than a moment.

"I-I'm about 15... I guess. I don't exactly remember..." I answered honestly and slowly rubbed my arm.

The boys eyes widened slightly, but it was barely noticable. He glanced over at my wings before looking back at me.

"So you escaped? How come we never saw you before? We could of gotten you out too if we had known you were there." The girl asked, inching forward to hear more.

"Actually, I had no idea you guys existed!" I said while sitting up. "...No offence. I was locked away some where in the school. They limited my contact with any other experiments, so I didn't really know what was happening to the experiements outside." I stopped talking for a moment and looked at them both intenly.

"Come to think of it, I don't even remember how I got there!" I explained. After that I pretty much told them everything as far back as I could remember.

I told them about the experiments and me practically being a human sized lab rat with wings, the torture, the brutal torment, everything. They looked at me with sympathy in their eyes, clearly understanding and relating to what I've been through. By the look on their faces, I probably had lived through and expirienced much more than they had.

There was a long pause, until the girl finally spoke up.

"So whats your name? My name is Nudge, and this is Fang." Nudge motioned her hand over to Fang, who simply looked back at me, waiting for an aswer.

I relaxed a little, hoping that these two wouldn't leave me stranded like this.

"It's so great to meet some one all the way out here, and it's even better to meet someone who's been through what I had!" I answered gratfully. "My name is..." I hesitated, not really thinking of a name until now. "Just call me Storm." I fianlly said, slightly bringing one of my shoulders up in an attempt to shrug.

"Well, Storm... You look like you're in pretty bad shape." Fang pointed out, as if it wasn't the most obvious thing ever. He stood up and looked out into the open sky, then slowly slide a blue backpack off of his shoulders. Taking the bag, he unzipped it and spread out its contents.

From the corner of my eye I saw Nudge's expression quickly go from pity to pleased as Fang through a chocolate bar over to her. She squealed happily and tore into it.

"Fang, where did you get this! You've been hiding it this whole time, weren't you!" She took a bit from the chocolate. Pure bliss was written all over her face.

I gave her an amused smile.

"Here." I jerked my head forward just in time to see a bag of chips heading toward my face. I let it hit my forehead and, knowing that if I tried to catch it the chips inside would break. It lightly hit the cave floor and I picked it up.

I'm tired of writing now, XD.

I feel as though this wasn't as good as the first, but I'll edit it later.

Also, This took place after Fang and Nudge got comfortable staying with the Raptors, and found Storm hidden in the cave.

(I fail).