My name is Max. I'm 14. Right now, you're probably thinking, "Okay.. What type of opening is that?" Well, it's mine. Deal with it. I've been through a lot, so cut me some slack. Let's get to the point. I'm different. Not like, I have a purple Mohawk and over 50 piercings different, more like I have 14' of bird wings stuck to my upper back, different. I know, no need to think it, IT ISN'T MY FAULT, OKAY? There is 5 more like me, Fang, Iggy, Nudge, Gazzy (The Gasman), and Angel. We are all... Well, unique like that. We each have our own, original, personality. Me, I'll get to that later. Let's start with Fang.
Fang is... For lack of a better word, goth. No, he doesn't cut (I think), because that's emo. He's the "Strong but Silent" type. Well, he has dark hair, dark eyes, dark 16' wings, and, to your surprise, he wears dark clothes. He has the power to blend in with things. Also, sometimes I think he has a "thing" for me.... (Ick!)
Iggy is blind. Now, if he read this, (More like: Had it read to him,) I would probably get punched in the gut for putting this first. But, he is very important in The Flock. He is tall, thin, and very caring. He has sandy blonde hair, blue eyes, and did I mention the if he touches you, he can see colors? Yeah, it's pretty cool. And no, he wasn't born blind, I'll get to that.
Nudge is a chatterbox. Asking her a detailed question is suicide. She is a fashionista, and very pretty. Now, she may be black, and may seem innocent, but Nudge can have a bad side. NOBODY wants to be on her bad side. And did I mention that by touching and electronic object, she can see the past history? Not by like, clicking the "View History" button, but actually what happened around the computer/electronic device thingy. I must say, it's pretty cool.
The Gasman is an... Interesting character. Why would you name a kid Gazzy, you ask? Well, we are pretty sure he has bowel issues. He seems to act as if he is Iggy's sidekick, but not an average sidekick. A bomb-making sidekick. Yeah, he's pretty good at gadgets. Gassy has blonde hair, blue eyes, and he is quite a little trooper. As for superpower, I'm not sure he has one, except for Noxious Farts, and imitating us. Those are killer.
The last, and certainly not least, Angel. I tend to think of her as my daughter. She can read minds, control people, breathe underwater, and talk to fish. She has a dog, named Total, and a stuffed bear, Celeste. Other than superpowers, she has blonde, curly hair, and she is related to Gazzy. They are the only ones that are actually blood related.
So... That's the Flock. We are all Avian-Americans, (2% Bird, 98% Human), and all created by Whitecoats. We all were created in the School, a lab where normal humans create monsters. We escaped, and have been living by ourselves ever since.
We were led by Jeb, a Whitecoat that claimed that he was good. He gave us a house, trained us, and acted like a father, until he left us. To go back to that horrible place.
At the School, when we were young, Iggy was tested on, to see if they could improve his vision. They failed, resulting in blindness.
Well, we all have superpowers, wings, and... I think I'm forgetting something.. My bio!
Max is awesome. She is the coolest thing alive. Max has blonde hair, and brown eyes. She can flying over 200mph, while the rest of the flock can do around 120mph. She relies on snap decisions, and is the leader of the Flock. Max also has an annoying Voice inside her head.
Okay, so, you probably think our life is perfect. Well, all stories have as bad side. Ours are Flyboys and Erasers.
Erasers are Man-Wolf hybrids that are meant to kill us birdy kids. They pretty much are what you humans would call "Werewolves". They want to kill us, mainly because they were ordered to. That's the Whitecoats' job.
Flyboys are simply Erasers with wings. since Erasers are so heavy, they don't fly as well as us. To bad for them.
Moving on, I believe I forgot to mention some things.
1. We don't have parents.
2. We all are/have tall, thin, excellent eyesight, and a quick heartbeat.
3. Fang, Iggy and I are 14, Nudge is 11, Gazzy is 8, and Angel is 6.
4. The Flock's worst enemy is Ari. He is a Flyboy that hates me, right down to the bone. Don't worry about us though, we'll be fine.
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"Dig in, everyone!" I yelled.
The mainroom of the cheap appartent was full of 6 kids, eating pizza. A normal sight, is it not? Unless they're mutants and looked as if they hadn't eaten for months.
Earlier, Fang and I had robbed a pizza man of 4 pizzas. Well, us bird kids, we could eat 2 each. But that wouldn't stop us from eating what we got.
"Did you get any Hawaiian, Max?" Gazzy asked.
"The pizza man only was carrying 2 cheese, 1 pepperoni, and 1 sausage," Fang replied, while stuffing his mouth with a slice of sausage.
"Max, can we order some more pizza? I'm still hungry," Nudge said, giving me Bambi eyes.
Fang looked at me, as if to say, don't give in, Max. We can order more pizza later. But I couldn't help it.
"Who knows the number?" I heard cheering from the entire room.
"Uhhh.. Can't we just go to the store and get it?" Angel said.
"I guess. Since it was Nudge's idea, I'll go with her to go pick some up. What do you guys want?"
"Cheese." Angel replied, simply.
"Hawaiian!" Nudge yelled.
"Sausage!" Fang and Iggy screamed, with their mouths full of pizza.
"Pepperoni, steak, chicken, and sausage, please. All on one pizza." Gazzy said casually.
"Okay. Give me a second to write this all down, and we'll be on our way!" I said, searching frantically for a piece of scrap paper, and a pen.
Angel approached me.
"Uh...Max?"
"Yes, sweetie?"
"Where do we get the money?" She said, innocently.
I halted. It hadn't occurred to me.
"Anyone got some loose change?"
"I have a dime, a nickel, 5 quarters, and chewed up bubble gum," said Gazzy.
"That's not going to pay for your wacked-up pizza," Iggy said.
"Well bite me." Gazy went to pout.
"I have a twenty, 2 quarters, and a fifty. Will that work?" Said Nudge.
"Where did you get that?" We all said, befuddled.
"I gave it to her," Angel said, as she walked in to the room.
"And where did you get that?" I questioned. Angel was acting mysterious.
"A kind man that lived on the street gave it to me."
"Why?"
"I don't know. He just... Gave it to me." She walked back into the kitchen.
"Okay... Then we will use Nudge's money." Fang said, looking very hungry.
We headed down the hall. Turned left, and hit the "Down" button for the elevator.
"Can't we take the stairs?" Nudge said, nervously.
"Those are emergencies only. We have to take the elevator." We mutants were raised in very small cages. Now, we all have extreme claustrophobia.
The elevator doors opened up. I cautiously stepped inside, followed by Nudge.
"Which level?" By now we were both shaking.
"*1." She pressed the button. The elevator slowly climbed downward.
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Alright, so if you think that it's impossible to be attacked in an elevator, it's not.
The thing that gave the erasers away, is the multiple thumping on top of us while we were going down.
"Max, what is that?" Nudge was scared. It must be the fact that we were trapped in a small space, and being attacked at the same time. An average day of being a mutant bird kid.
"Uhh... The elevator is probably have a technical difficulty. If it stops, the next plan is up, up, and away." The thumping continued. It seemed as if there were at least five erasers on top of the elevator.
I started to unscrew the panel on the to of the elevator without a screw driver. Don't under estimate the power of Max.
The elevator stopped to a halt. he lights went out. I kept unscrewing.
The panel finally fell, and three erasers fell through the roof.
"Max..."
"Not right now, Nudge. You take the one on the left, I'll take care of the others."
She nodded, and stepped to the side. I roundhouse kicked the one in the middle on the side of the head, and blood dripped out off his nose.
I looked over to see an eraser take a swipe at Nudge but she easily evaded it and caught him in an arm lock. He yelped, and dropped to his knees.
I threw a few punches at eraser #3, and a spinning side kick where it counts. He grunted, and plopped down to the ground.
"Good work, Nudge."
"Max, uhh... There's a bit of an issue..."
"What??"
"There's no way out."
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I stared at her, in awe.
"What do you mean? The erasers had to come from somewhere," I said.
An eraser struggled to speak. "We tried to ambush you a day ago. Ari told us to climb through the air vent in the shaft, and that we should wait there until you guys used the elevator. Well, it worked until someone clogged the hole and we've been stuck here ever since."
"We weren't asking you, furbrain. I am very aware I am stuck in an enclosed space with absolutely no way out." I used my foot to push him back down, unconcious.
"Max, we have to get out and warn the others about the ambush. The erasers are going to wake up soon," Nudge said quietly.
"I have a plan."
I jumped up through the hole where the panel used to be. All we had to do is fly up, and somehow open the doors.
Somehow.
I helped Nudge up, and told her the idea. She nodded, and we began to flap our wings. Now, I'm sure your like, "Now they are just going to fly up at extreme speeds and somehow get themselves out." But no. Instead, we were stuck in the shaft for 4 hours screaming at the top of our lungs.
"Fang? Iggy? Angel? Gazzy? ANYONE THERE???"
No answer for 3 1/2 hours. HOURS. Until finally, someone came to fix the elevator, and opened the elevator doors. Believe me, They probably thought they were going crazy. 2 kids rushing out from the middle of NOWHERE and heading straight into a room. The poor guy.
"Where were you? I'm starving! Where are the pizzas?" Gazzy exploded.
"Oh, don't blame us, just stuck in an elevator with three unconscious erasers for 4 hours!" I retorted.
"Didn't you hear us screaming?" Nudge asked.
"Nope. We were watching the Superbowl and popping popcorn," said Iggy.
"It was torture..." Fang murmured. I snickered at his comment.
"Well, I'm surprised nobody else did," Nudge said harshly. "You aren't the only one that's hungry. Why can't you think of others instead of just yourself?"
Before Gazzy could continue,"Guys, break it up. We're all hungry. But the important things are staying together, and getting out of this joint. Erasers know where we are."
"Good talk, Max. Now everybody, gather your packs and let's head out," Iggy gathered the troopers, and left me and Fang, alone.
"Sooo... Who won the Superbowl?" I asked.
"Why does anyone care? It's just over payed jerks tackling one another for a living. I can 'Play' better than that," he smirked. I almost smiled back. Almost.
"Okay guys, get packed. We're moving out," Iggy said, herding us to the other room.
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We have been flying for 5 hours now. The Flock was starving by now.
"Max, I'm extremely hungry. Can we stop and get food somewhere below?" Angel asked innocently. Awe, I love that girl.
"Okay. Guys, start losing altitude. We're going to get a midnight snack," I said. Everyone cheered.
"Unless Angel has something to tell us, I don't think we have the money," Iggy stated.
"Nope, I gave it to Nudge," she replied sweetly.
"Wait, if we never spent it on pizza, where'd it go, Nudge?" I asked.
"Uhh... If I remember, the last time I saw it was... Uh-oh."
"What?"
"It's still in the room." We all looked at each other. Nobody knew what to do.
"Just kidding! It's right here!" She pulled out 2 green dollars and 2 coins out of her pocket.
"Uh... What's wrong?" Nudge questioned, as if nothing ever happened.
"Nothing. Let's go to the Waffle House below, around 1500 yards ahead. I think they're open."
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Sometimes I feel bad for Waffle House. I mean, they're open all day and night (Even though they're a breakfast joint), and I really feel bad for this one, because six hungry mutant bird kids were walking into it.
We sat down in a booth. Angel Nudge and I shared one side, the boys, the other. Our waitress approached us.
"Hello guys. My name's Farrah. I'll be your waitress for today," She handed out some menus. "What can I get you for drinks?" Fang started.
"I'll get a chocolate milkshake, and a cappuccino please." Farrah scribbled down the order.
"Can I get a glass of OJ and an iced latte?" I asked.
"Sure can. What about you, miss?" She asked Nudge.
"Well, I'll take a hot coffee with three creams and two splendas, a glass of OJ, and some Pink Lemonade please?" Farrah scribbled the orders down.
"Ditto," Gazzy added.
"Excuse me?" Farrah looked up.
"I'll take what she had, but with three splendas in the coffee please."
"You, sir?"
"Iggy..." He looked up at me.
"Yeah, he'll have a Dr. Pepper and a iced tea," Fang answered for him.
"What he said," Iggy chimed. Farrah then nodded, and walked back towards the kitchen.
"She forgot me!" Angel yelled.
"Uhhh... She probably didn't mean to. It's late and she's gt to be really tired. you can have my orange juice if you want,"I said, trying to lighten the mood.
"Okay! Thanks Max!" Angel grinned happily.
Fang is... For lack of a better word, goth. No, he doesn't cut (I think), because that's emo. He's the "Strong but Silent" type. Well, he has dark hair, dark eyes, dark 16' wings, and, to your surprise, he wears dark clothes. He has the power to blend in with things. Also, sometimes I think he has a "thing" for me.... (Ick!)
Iggy is blind. Now, if he read this, (More like: Had it read to him,) I would probably get punched in the gut for putting this first. But, he is very important in The Flock. He is tall, thin, and very caring. He has sandy blonde hair, blue eyes, and did I mention the if he touches you, he can see colors? Yeah, it's pretty cool. And no, he wasn't born blind, I'll get to that.
Nudge is a chatterbox. Asking her a detailed question is suicide. She is a fashionista, and very pretty. Now, she may be black, and may seem innocent, but Nudge can have a bad side. NOBODY wants to be on her bad side. And did I mention that by touching and electronic object, she can see the past history? Not by like, clicking the "View History" button, but actually what happened around the computer/electronic device thingy. I must say, it's pretty cool.
The Gasman is an... Interesting character. Why would you name a kid Gazzy, you ask? Well, we are pretty sure he has bowel issues. He seems to act as if he is Iggy's sidekick, but not an average sidekick. A bomb-making sidekick. Yeah, he's pretty good at gadgets. Gassy has blonde hair, blue eyes, and he is quite a little trooper. As for superpower, I'm not sure he has one, except for Noxious Farts, and imitating us. Those are killer.
The last, and certainly not least, Angel. I tend to think of her as my daughter. She can read minds, control people, breathe underwater, and talk to fish. She has a dog, named Total, and a stuffed bear, Celeste. Other than superpowers, she has blonde, curly hair, and she is related to Gazzy. They are the only ones that are actually blood related.
So... That's the Flock. We are all Avian-Americans, (2% Bird, 98% Human), and all created by Whitecoats. We all were created in the School, a lab where normal humans create monsters. We escaped, and have been living by ourselves ever since.
We were led by Jeb, a Whitecoat that claimed that he was good. He gave us a house, trained us, and acted like a father, until he left us. To go back to that horrible place.
At the School, when we were young, Iggy was tested on, to see if they could improve his vision. They failed, resulting in blindness.
Well, we all have superpowers, wings, and... I think I'm forgetting something.. My bio!
Max is awesome. She is the coolest thing alive. Max has blonde hair, and brown eyes. She can flying over 200mph, while the rest of the flock can do around 120mph. She relies on snap decisions, and is the leader of the Flock. Max also has an annoying Voice inside her head.
Okay, so, you probably think our life is perfect. Well, all stories have as bad side. Ours are Flyboys and Erasers.
Erasers are Man-Wolf hybrids that are meant to kill us birdy kids. They pretty much are what you humans would call "Werewolves". They want to kill us, mainly because they were ordered to. That's the Whitecoats' job.
Flyboys are simply Erasers with wings. since Erasers are so heavy, they don't fly as well as us. To bad for them.
Moving on, I believe I forgot to mention some things.
1. We don't have parents.
2. We all are/have tall, thin, excellent eyesight, and a quick heartbeat.
3. Fang, Iggy and I are 14, Nudge is 11, Gazzy is 8, and Angel is 6.
4. The Flock's worst enemy is Ari. He is a Flyboy that hates me, right down to the bone. Don't worry about us though, we'll be fine.
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"Dig in, everyone!" I yelled.
The mainroom of the cheap appartent was full of 6 kids, eating pizza. A normal sight, is it not? Unless they're mutants and looked as if they hadn't eaten for months.
Earlier, Fang and I had robbed a pizza man of 4 pizzas. Well, us bird kids, we could eat 2 each. But that wouldn't stop us from eating what we got.
"Did you get any Hawaiian, Max?" Gazzy asked.
"The pizza man only was carrying 2 cheese, 1 pepperoni, and 1 sausage," Fang replied, while stuffing his mouth with a slice of sausage.
"Max, can we order some more pizza? I'm still hungry," Nudge said, giving me Bambi eyes.
Fang looked at me, as if to say, don't give in, Max. We can order more pizza later. But I couldn't help it.
"Who knows the number?" I heard cheering from the entire room.
"Uhhh.. Can't we just go to the store and get it?" Angel said.
"I guess. Since it was Nudge's idea, I'll go with her to go pick some up. What do you guys want?"
"Cheese." Angel replied, simply.
"Hawaiian!" Nudge yelled.
"Sausage!" Fang and Iggy screamed, with their mouths full of pizza.
"Pepperoni, steak, chicken, and sausage, please. All on one pizza." Gazzy said casually.
"Okay. Give me a second to write this all down, and we'll be on our way!" I said, searching frantically for a piece of scrap paper, and a pen.
Angel approached me.
"Uh...Max?"
"Yes, sweetie?"
"Where do we get the money?" She said, innocently.
I halted. It hadn't occurred to me.
"Anyone got some loose change?"
"I have a dime, a nickel, 5 quarters, and chewed up bubble gum," said Gazzy.
"That's not going to pay for your wacked-up pizza," Iggy said.
"Well bite me." Gazy went to pout.
"I have a twenty, 2 quarters, and a fifty. Will that work?" Said Nudge.
"Where did you get that?" We all said, befuddled.
"I gave it to her," Angel said, as she walked in to the room.
"And where did you get that?" I questioned. Angel was acting mysterious.
"A kind man that lived on the street gave it to me."
"Why?"
"I don't know. He just... Gave it to me." She walked back into the kitchen.
"Okay... Then we will use Nudge's money." Fang said, looking very hungry.
We headed down the hall. Turned left, and hit the "Down" button for the elevator.
"Can't we take the stairs?" Nudge said, nervously.
"Those are emergencies only. We have to take the elevator." We mutants were raised in very small cages. Now, we all have extreme claustrophobia.
The elevator doors opened up. I cautiously stepped inside, followed by Nudge.
"Which level?" By now we were both shaking.
"*1." She pressed the button. The elevator slowly climbed downward.
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Alright, so if you think that it's impossible to be attacked in an elevator, it's not.
The thing that gave the erasers away, is the multiple thumping on top of us while we were going down.
"Max, what is that?" Nudge was scared. It must be the fact that we were trapped in a small space, and being attacked at the same time. An average day of being a mutant bird kid.
"Uhh... The elevator is probably have a technical difficulty. If it stops, the next plan is up, up, and away." The thumping continued. It seemed as if there were at least five erasers on top of the elevator.
I started to unscrew the panel on the to of the elevator without a screw driver. Don't under estimate the power of Max.
The elevator stopped to a halt. he lights went out. I kept unscrewing.
The panel finally fell, and three erasers fell through the roof.
"Max..."
"Not right now, Nudge. You take the one on the left, I'll take care of the others."
She nodded, and stepped to the side. I roundhouse kicked the one in the middle on the side of the head, and blood dripped out off his nose.
I looked over to see an eraser take a swipe at Nudge but she easily evaded it and caught him in an arm lock. He yelped, and dropped to his knees.
I threw a few punches at eraser #3, and a spinning side kick where it counts. He grunted, and plopped down to the ground.
"Good work, Nudge."
"Max, uhh... There's a bit of an issue..."
"What??"
"There's no way out."
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I stared at her, in awe.
"What do you mean? The erasers had to come from somewhere," I said.
An eraser struggled to speak. "We tried to ambush you a day ago. Ari told us to climb through the air vent in the shaft, and that we should wait there until you guys used the elevator. Well, it worked until someone clogged the hole and we've been stuck here ever since."
"We weren't asking you, furbrain. I am very aware I am stuck in an enclosed space with absolutely no way out." I used my foot to push him back down, unconcious.
"Max, we have to get out and warn the others about the ambush. The erasers are going to wake up soon," Nudge said quietly.
"I have a plan."
I jumped up through the hole where the panel used to be. All we had to do is fly up, and somehow open the doors.
Somehow.
I helped Nudge up, and told her the idea. She nodded, and we began to flap our wings. Now, I'm sure your like, "Now they are just going to fly up at extreme speeds and somehow get themselves out." But no. Instead, we were stuck in the shaft for 4 hours screaming at the top of our lungs.
"Fang? Iggy? Angel? Gazzy? ANYONE THERE???"
No answer for 3 1/2 hours. HOURS. Until finally, someone came to fix the elevator, and opened the elevator doors. Believe me, They probably thought they were going crazy. 2 kids rushing out from the middle of NOWHERE and heading straight into a room. The poor guy.
"Where were you? I'm starving! Where are the pizzas?" Gazzy exploded.
"Oh, don't blame us, just stuck in an elevator with three unconscious erasers for 4 hours!" I retorted.
"Didn't you hear us screaming?" Nudge asked.
"Nope. We were watching the Superbowl and popping popcorn," said Iggy.
"It was torture..." Fang murmured. I snickered at his comment.
"Well, I'm surprised nobody else did," Nudge said harshly. "You aren't the only one that's hungry. Why can't you think of others instead of just yourself?"
Before Gazzy could continue,"Guys, break it up. We're all hungry. But the important things are staying together, and getting out of this joint. Erasers know where we are."
"Good talk, Max. Now everybody, gather your packs and let's head out," Iggy gathered the troopers, and left me and Fang, alone.
"Sooo... Who won the Superbowl?" I asked.
"Why does anyone care? It's just over payed jerks tackling one another for a living. I can 'Play' better than that," he smirked. I almost smiled back. Almost.
"Okay guys, get packed. We're moving out," Iggy said, herding us to the other room.
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We have been flying for 5 hours now. The Flock was starving by now.
"Max, I'm extremely hungry. Can we stop and get food somewhere below?" Angel asked innocently. Awe, I love that girl.
"Okay. Guys, start losing altitude. We're going to get a midnight snack," I said. Everyone cheered.
"Unless Angel has something to tell us, I don't think we have the money," Iggy stated.
"Nope, I gave it to Nudge," she replied sweetly.
"Wait, if we never spent it on pizza, where'd it go, Nudge?" I asked.
"Uhh... If I remember, the last time I saw it was... Uh-oh."
"What?"
"It's still in the room." We all looked at each other. Nobody knew what to do.
"Just kidding! It's right here!" She pulled out 2 green dollars and 2 coins out of her pocket.
"Uh... What's wrong?" Nudge questioned, as if nothing ever happened.
"Nothing. Let's go to the Waffle House below, around 1500 yards ahead. I think they're open."
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Sometimes I feel bad for Waffle House. I mean, they're open all day and night (Even though they're a breakfast joint), and I really feel bad for this one, because six hungry mutant bird kids were walking into it.
We sat down in a booth. Angel Nudge and I shared one side, the boys, the other. Our waitress approached us.
"Hello guys. My name's Farrah. I'll be your waitress for today," She handed out some menus. "What can I get you for drinks?" Fang started.
"I'll get a chocolate milkshake, and a cappuccino please." Farrah scribbled down the order.
"Can I get a glass of OJ and an iced latte?" I asked.
"Sure can. What about you, miss?" She asked Nudge.
"Well, I'll take a hot coffee with three creams and two splendas, a glass of OJ, and some Pink Lemonade please?" Farrah scribbled the orders down.
"Ditto," Gazzy added.
"Excuse me?" Farrah looked up.
"I'll take what she had, but with three splendas in the coffee please."
"You, sir?"
"Iggy..." He looked up at me.
"Yeah, he'll have a Dr. Pepper and a iced tea," Fang answered for him.
"What he said," Iggy chimed. Farrah then nodded, and walked back towards the kitchen.
"She forgot me!" Angel yelled.
"Uhhh... She probably didn't mean to. It's late and she's gt to be really tired. you can have my orange juice if you want,"I said, trying to lighten the mood.
"Okay! Thanks Max!" Angel grinned happily.
Prologue
Randall regarded her with pride.His finest.Her skin was ebony-black,her eyes a sinister grey,hair pale,wintry white.She stared at him blankly,her tall,slender frame tense.Randall stroked her cheek and tucked a lock of her hair behind her ears.Lethal,she was.Designed to perfection for the task she was set.Despite the obvious arrogance in her gaze,he deemed her the best."Tell me,who are you?"he tested."Layla"she answered."And I?".
"Master."she said."Tell me,"he asked her,taking her large,clawed hands."how do you use these..assets?"."To serve Master."Randall smiled."Good'he said."Very Good indeed.""How do you do that,my lovely?"he purred.Her eys stared straight ahead."Kill"she whispered."Kill for Master"
Randall regarded her with pride.His finest.Her skin was ebony-black,her eyes a sinister grey,hair pale,wintry white.She stared at him blankly,her tall,slender frame tense.Randall stroked her cheek and tucked a lock of her hair behind her ears.Lethal,she was.Designed to perfection for the task she was set.Despite the obvious arrogance in her gaze,he deemed her the best."Tell me,who are you?"he tested."Layla"she answered."And I?".
"Master."she said."Tell me,"he asked her,taking her large,clawed hands."how do you use these..assets?"."To serve Master."Randall smiled."Good'he said."Very Good indeed.""How do you do that,my lovely?"he purred.Her eys stared straight ahead."Kill"she whispered."Kill for Master"
Memories and grief of my heart
Are still buried somewhere
I can’t cry neither I can freely laugh
What if they don’t know my past
I have not forget it yet
I still remember the same Zean with the same Zeal
But not in flashes neither in cars
In backstage of life with trembling hunger
Hunger in eyes and lips dry
No money in pocket but Zeal on shoulder
With memories of ‘Love’ and burning heart
Now my clothes are branded
And my shoes are best, pocket heavy with dollars
But with this all my heart is all heavy
With secrets of past
Pleasures can bury them but cannot vanish
I still look forward to death
When all my secrets will disappear, my pain will end
Also with my life..end will come to my BAD MEMORIES.
Are still buried somewhere
I can’t cry neither I can freely laugh
What if they don’t know my past
I have not forget it yet
I still remember the same Zean with the same Zeal
But not in flashes neither in cars
In backstage of life with trembling hunger
Hunger in eyes and lips dry
No money in pocket but Zeal on shoulder
With memories of ‘Love’ and burning heart
Now my clothes are branded
And my shoes are best, pocket heavy with dollars
But with this all my heart is all heavy
With secrets of past
Pleasures can bury them but cannot vanish
I still look forward to death
When all my secrets will disappear, my pain will end
Also with my life..end will come to my BAD MEMORIES.
