It's Supernatural

F U Whitecoat! I thought as one of the 'Great Scientist' threw me into the undersized dogcrate. Yes, I am human. No, not all the way. There are others like me, not that I'd be able to meet them. My names Kyra. That picture up there? That's me. I am fourteen, and not a dog. I'm a freaking bird. No, not like all feathers, but I have wings for crying out loud. I shoved against the door, but it wouldn't budge. To bad I got caught last time I tried to escape. "Knock it off, mutant." one of the Erasers told me. "Pardon me, but shouldn't you be the one
in the dog crate? Dog?" I asked innocently. He lunged and knocked my cage
off the table it was on. "Ari!" someone snapped. The freak snarled at me once
more, and then hustled off to the voice.

"How are you today, Kyra?" a familiar voice asked. I hissed at him quietly. "Now now, don't be that way." Jeb Batchelder said, holding onto a clipboard. "Do you want to go out for a little flying?" he asked in a baby tone. "I may be a mutant, but I'm still human." I told him, shoving against the side again, trying to straighten myself out in the toppled cage. Jeb opened the door for me, and I shot out like a rocket, instantly to the door. I cried out in pain as the metal band around my neck shocked me with who knows how many volts of electricity. "Take your time. Your not going anywhere." he said, his eyes narrowly slightly as he backed out of the room, and the door swung shut behind him.

Evertime I shoved against the door, the stupid collar would shock me. I cried out in pain and defeat. Just as I did, the collar burst into a million pieces and fell to the ground. Woah! Sweet! I concentrated on onw of the many machines in the room, and moments later it exploded too. I whooped in satisfaction, and then kicked the door open. I sprinted out the door, and as Erasers start closing in on me, I snapped out my midnight black wingsand soared off in the sky.

*Max's P.O.V*

"C'mon guys! Just a little farther then we'll stop." I told the flock, pointing towrards a forest where we would be able to bunker down for the night. Angel, Gazzy, and Nudge all sighed with relief when they saw our cabin for the night. Fang shook is head, bored with the same old same old. "It's better than nothing." I told him. He just looked at me, and flapped his wings.

Fang and I were the last ones up. I struggled to keep my eyes open, to take first watch. "I'll take first watch. You can go to sleep." Fang told me. "Thanks." I replied simply, and then fell asleep almost instantly.

*Kyra's P.O.V*

"Crap!" I shouted as I rammed into a tree. I had been dozing off, and wasnt looking where I was going. No, it wasn't because it was dark out, but I'm just not that smart. I tucked in my wings as I fell, grabbing on to branches to slow myself down, before I landed on my feet with a soft thud. "Whose there?" someone called, and I automatically tried to blend in. "I know someone's there." the male voice said, so I stepped out. His eyes narrowed when he saw me, but then immediantly widened. I admitt, he was pretty dang hot, but I couldn't get myself caught up in the whole relationship thing. "Who are you?" he asked, taking a step forward. "Kyra. Kyra Ride." I told him, using the last name I had been told. His eyes got even wider.

"Are you.....?" he trailed off, and I snapped out my wings reluctantly. He gazed in amazement at my 16 foot wing span. "Wow." he said. "And who are you?" I asked him, pulling my wings in tight. "They call me Fang." he said, and then snapped out his pitch black wings. I staggered back a bit. "Oh my gosh. Your one of the guys the Whitecoats are always talking about. Are the others here?" I asked curiously. "They're all asleep. You look pretty tired. Why don't you crash with us?" he asked, and I nodded reluctantly. With on beat of his wings, he landed on a lower branch, and motioned for me to do the same. I landed next to him and sat down, my back against the trunk of the tree. Before too long. I was past out in complete exaustion.