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Sky, what are you even gaining from this?

The woman with long black hair was thinking to herself, her stomach growling madly as she stared at the metal of her cage. This was the third day that she had skipped out on her meals and she was starting to feel the hunger cramping and her body was too weak to do more of the stamina and endurance tests the white coat humans enjoyed making the woman go through. At least for now she would be able to skip out of the more strenuous experiments and was able to feel human.

For years, the bird brain had been drugged to keep her calm for syringes and experimentation as one of the first successes in the Halo project. They wanted her to live and to keep her from trying stupid things, they gave her food that would sedate her. It was a cruel life to be in a nonstop haze where you could think straight, but now... the first day of her fasting showed her the unbelievable joys of thinking and not being shoved into sleepless dreams for long hours on end. The growling in her stomach only had made her adrenaline build as she experienced the world in more vivid colors and emotions. Sky wasn't going to let them take that away from her easy.

Before her next meal was given to her though, she heard the alarms and whistles. From her cage she could see disaster tearing the spaces of the first floor of the facility. Skylar moved from her curled up position on the back of the bars to having her fists tightly clenching at the metal cage's sides. What was happening that made the place blare so loud? In seconds after the first scream of the warnings, Skylar saw humans running through the halls from her dark little room where the door hung open. No... they were humans, they are other experiments like her.

"Wait! What's going on?" She cried out, shaking the bars that kept her from running with the others. "How come I wasn't invited to the race?" She blurted, grinning at her own joke before leaning back on her cage. It wasn't until a young male walked into and without a word fit a gnarled claw into the locked. The little was no older than 10 and facial hair was growing around his chin and mouth. Probably the work of the scientists she thought as the lock clicked and the door swung open.

Skylar wasted no time and darted out of the dog crate she was bound in, patting the boy on the head before running out the door, keeping her large brown wings close to her back as she rushed for an exit. Scientists were running in a panic as experiments pushed and shoved to get out, the sounds of those from the Doberman project growling and snarling down every hall to keep few specimen from getting away. The woman did her best to pass by, dodging every hall she could in the maze to find her target.

Using her broad shoulders, she slammed into a red door, the word on the top of it were just a bunch of scribbles to her brain as she exited the building and made it to the outside. Her adrenaline kept her running, forced her to continue running instead of admiring the sights and sounds. The further she was from this place, the easier it would be to stay out of it. The maiden looked back after running for awhile to see the facility a significant margin from her and the chaos that was happening. She could see panicked projects wailing in fear for their lives, some had perished in the rush and lied in the sand and dirt, few were running for it and being chased by Dobermans. Somehow she was lucky to be as far as she was.

She wasn't alone though. Others like her were getting out and soon maybe the woman who watched from the distance would be able to meet up with more escapees. For now she need to continue running. The bird creature turned on her heels and ignoring her screaming stomach she tried to stay away from the wolverine abominations and the hell she had experienced for far too long.


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PostPosted: Fri Mar 11, 2016 4:11 pm 

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The child lay in a bare steel box, minus the worn tiny blue mat laying in the center of the gray floor. It was dirty now, soiled from the years of wear, tear, and urine. The girl wasn't allowed out except for experimentation and medical check ups. Once in a while, a guard would come in and inject her and they'd clean her cell. Though it still smelled of sweat and heat and sickness, no matter how much water and soap they scrubbed it with. The young girl lay listlessly on her little ragged mat, hair tied back in a knotted ponytail that splayed out on the ground in dark tangles. They'd stopped feeding her as much and she'd forgotten the taste of bread. All they fed her was a grayish soup. Tris shuddered, then lay still again.

The room was so hot it could have been stifling. A steel cage with no windows in the endless sands; it was freezing at night and unbearably hot every day. Tris silently lay on the bottom of the cage, where it was coolest. She didn't touch the walls or the roof, for fear of being burned. The young girl lay huddled on her mat, breathing weakly. Sweat coated her forehead, dripping down onto the mat and into her dark red hair. She'd tied the matted mess behind her shoulders into an unkempt knot, shaking. The girl shivered, unable to move against the overwhelming heat. Was this the end? Would she be cooked to death all alone here? The girl blinked, her sharp green eyes peering around the pitch black, unlit cell. She shivered.

Suddenly, something slammed against her door, and she leaped from from her mat, scared half to death. What was there? The noise built, voices and unbearable growling taking up the world outside of her cell. Tris didn't press her ear to the wall, feeling the heat radiating around her. She winced as something slammed into her cage so hard it knocked backwards and she slammed into her thin mat. The child rubbed her newly aching head and struggled back to a standing position, peering around the room. The door was cracked open and a boy stood there. Tris blinked, then tried to walk towards the opened door. Her ankle hurt badly. She looked down, noted it was twisted in an odd position, shrugged, then limped out the exit. The place looked like a hurricane.

Tris looked down at the soft blue light inside her arm, then blinked around the room. Injured and dead mutants lay all around the facility and various others were running as fast as they could into the desert. Tris blinked, her eyes stinging with pain and unused to the hot sun. Gasping weakly, she struggled to run in the other direction of the snarling.... things. She had no idea what to call them. Monsters? Bogeymen? They looked worse than the scientists, which was saying something in Tris' point of view. Shivering with fear, she began dashing through the hot sand, her toes digging into the ground. Tris wanted to stop and explore the strangely colored ground. Another roar from the things changed her mind and she kept running.

The girl's eyes flickered, noticing a dark haired woman. At first, she attempted to flinch and run in the other direction. Then she noted the large brown wings on the woman's back. She relaxed a tad bit, struggling to keep running through the heat and sand. Her stomach turned and tightened with hunger; they hadn't fed her yet. The child gasped, then continued to follow the one in brown wings, heart racing from the sudden exercise and sweat pouring down her forehead. Trembling, she collapsed on the sand once the strange compound was no more than a small box on the horizon. Breathing hard, the girl looked up, her hair sticking to her back and a sunburn beginning on her forehead and legs. She couldn't keep running. The girl struggled, fell, then silently curled into a ball in the sand, shaking and struggling to catch her breath.

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Meanwhile, in another part of the compound, a young teen lay curled up on a bare white mattress. She stared at the bars across from her, silent and numb. Too many years in a cage and you begin to forget what life feels like. She didn't know the taste of fresh air or of sand, dirt, and mud on her toes. She let out a tight sigh, tears glistening in her eyes. Someone slid a tray into her cell. She didn't touch it. She didn't even know what color it was.

Arisia had stopped eating a long while ago. Maybe a week now, of no food. When she passed into the blackness, they'd carry her off somewhere and then she'd feel healthy again. She didn't care about that anymore though. To her, it was just an endless, colorless hell. Food, water, and a mat didn't change anything. They'd cut the feathers on her wings and now she couldn't fly. The girl gave a tight breath, then sank down and closed her eyes. She slipped into a black sleep.

No one came to carry her off this time. She wasn't even sure if that was a good sign or not. Forget that. There was nothing good about being here. Suddenly, an alarm blared through the compound, disturbing her dark dream like state. Arisia slowly opened an eyelid, head pounding at the sound. She growled, then stumbled to her feet. The teen wasn't used to such exercise. She barely ever moved. Limping over to the door with an unsteady gait, she was greeted with a scene of utter chaos. Her door had been left open.

The nightmarish wolverine creatures had left her, apparently figuring she was already dead or merely easy prey. Stumbling out of her cell, Arisia wandered through the chaos; she gave everything a lost, dazed look. The teen limped further towards the edges of the compound, coming across a dead human. She blinked, then took the man's trousers and put them on her own bare legs, tearing the cloth at the knees to make it look and feel a little better. She stole the man's tie, wrapping it around the sagging suit pants and tying them up on her waist. Nodding, she stretched in her hospital gown appreciatively.

"Thank you. For the wings. And these pants... I think they'll be the perfect fashion statement," she purred, tilting her head and blonde hair swinging around her shoulders. She casually stretched her sore muscles then swayed slowly towards the exit. The place was deserted, random growls and screams still taking over parts of the facility. Noting something way off in the distance, Arisia began stumbling her way into the desert and away from home.

It was nice, the fresh air on her face and the sand between her toes. Arisia dared to hope, her wings spreading and beating. She managed two or three feet then was tossed to the ground, unable to keep her altitude for longer than a few seconds. Bitter tears dripped down her face, turning the sand sticking on her cheeks to mud. She continued to walk, her head bowed with misery as she wandered further into the desert. Perhaps she'd collapse soon and one of the abomination creatures would come and have her for lunch. She honestly didn't care at this point.

The facility was fading further and further into the distance. Arisia let out a vindictive smile, staring back. "Nighty night, men with needles," she growled softly. The teen paused, noting someone in the distance. She had wings also. The teen slowly stumbled in that direction. She could always find a cliff to fly off of later, and besides, the pain on her tongue spoke strongly in the need for something sweet.... Sweet revenge. The girl smiled and tossed her hair wildly as she continued to stalk towards the other mutant.


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PostPosted: Fri Mar 18, 2016 4:06 am 

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The 21 year old mutant looked stopped in her tracks, listening for a moment a small creature ran up to her. She jerked her head around, her torso turning to allow her to see behind her. Skylar's dark blue eyes widened at the sight of a child whether it be because the young girl running up to her seemed... normal besides her cozy jacket and flowing red hair or because the short girl collapsed when she reached the bird woman's position.

"You can't be serious..." Sky spoke under her breath, swiftly moving to pick up the light female into her arms. "You can't rest yet." Her front teeth bit down on her lower lip, unsure of how to take care of a child much less herself, but definitely more opposed to letting her lie in the sands and die from wolverine mutants of heat stroke. Skylar held the girl in both arms, one arm under her head and the other holding her legs up. "You have maybe ten minutes, okay? Don't fall asleep on me either, we've got a new world to see." She grinned down at the shaking figured and hoped she would be able to find an experiment or an adult that would help her and this little kid.

What her luck gave her was the sights of an older female. Someone not quite the bird brain's age, but someone who held a pair of pitch black wings on her back. Not exactly what she needed to see, but Sky wasn't leaving on her own when those younger could pass on in this god forsaken desert. Her life was longer than it needed to be, the female would be fine with passing if it meant these kids would have something.

With a plan to do more than just escape she smirked at the Halo experiment when a toothy grin. "Welcome to planet Earth. You have two options. Help me out for awhile or continue running. You have five seconds to choose, all right?" The eldest of the bunch knew the questions she asked might not be met with a solid answer and might even be asked more questions, but what could she do about it? Skylar needed to work fast and find anyone else who had reach far enough out who might have more experience in dealing with children than her. So far Sky knew she wasn't going to be a great mother.

Only one more creature stood far enough out and caught the attention of the bird mutant. Immediately she recognized the scales to be reptilian of perhaps fish scales. Her heart lurched in her chest as she remembered an young three year old who passed on days ago in her room. The memory made the woman feel weak; however, her adrenaline surged. This one wasn't going to die while Skylar still lived. Hopefully if this scaly thing was walking on land, they were at least amphibious.

"You coming or what?" Skylar called to the blonde girl, hoping to catch her attention. "Let's see if we can make it out of here alive. What do you think? Appealing, right?" She could only hope her wings indicated that she wasn't some human trying to rope the serpent female into going back to the facility they just walked out of.

With an impatient foot tapping the hot, soft sand Skylar waited for the woman to respond, searching for anyone else who was far enough out to have a chance at surviving. She wasn't even sure the other winged chick had followed as her focus was purely on finding others to get out of here. Maybe someone would know what plants can be eaten for nourishment...


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Tris weakly blinked up at the woman carrying her. She trembled, terrified of her despite her wings. Tris gently kicked Sky's stomach to push away and get down. She limped away from them, eyes wide and scared. She began to limp further into the sand, quaking with hunger and heat sickness. Suddenly, she saw something on the edges of the horizon. Water..... The girl smiled with pure delight, rushing towards the mirage with renewed vigor. Her feet pounded into the hot sand, but she ignored the burning sensation. She wanted a taste of cool water.

She bit her lip as Arisia reached down and picked her up, then eventually setting her on the sand. Tris turned and treated the woman to an annoyed glare. She could walk on her own. She'd made it out here into the sand on her own and she didn't want them touching her anyways. Growling irrately, she started to get up only to be shoved down roughly again by Arisia. "Stay," the bird woman growled at her. Tris frowned then coiled up tighter and her shoulders began to shake, silently crying softly. The sun beat down on her back and she stared into the ground, mute.

Arisia popped her head up, blinking at Tris' sudden dash towards more hot sand. She stalked over and gently grabbed the little girl's arm, lifting her up onto her shoulders and ignoring her trembling. She wandered back over to Sky and Salem, frowning lightly. "Am... Arisia...." she murmured slowly, struggling to think of it. She gave a soft sigh, then set Tris down in the sand roughly. "Stay," she growled, then stepped back and coiled up. "Should go. Dobermans," she warned, her voice sounding cold and detached. Arisia softly rocked back and forth on the ground, ignoring the sand agitating her skin. She shivered.

Finished dealing with Tris, Arisia blinked at Salem. She noted the reptillian skin in silence. The fish that had died near her cell.... Well, she considered them lucky. Arisia turned away quietly, then began pacing on the sand. She frowned. "What waiting for? Dobermans come kill us if don't move," she warned again, not really seeming to care with a sigh. She trembled, then coiled up into a ball again. The girl was restless. Desperate to go flying. She scratched at her skin lightly, sand building under her nails. "Can we go now...?"


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The tallest of the group looked at each rebel in turn, suddenly her worry increased tenfold. How was she going to handle taking care of three other semi-human creatures when she doubted she would be able to help herself. She rubbed the back of her neck and exhaled slowly as she thought for a moment. "I'm Skylar, probably the eldest of you guys unless one of you is a small person who has been around more then 20 years." She joked, a nervous laugh passing from her lips.

Her gaze rested on the reptile girl. "You need water soon, right? The easiest thing we can do is find a road or something and hope we get lucky." Sky looked to her side and raised her wings a bit so she could examine the bottom with her hands. She could still feel the damaged and cut feathers, but when she pulled her hands away, she held a few of the feathers in her palm. She definitely hadn't ripped them out... so, she was molting soon. A grin came to her face but immediately it disappeared as she realized she wouldn't be useful at the moment.

Her eyes glanced over to the other winged mutant who sat down in the sand. "When were you last clipped, Arisia? Can you fly?" She asked, unsure anymore about this woman's stability. Sure, Sky couldn't exactly say she expected every creature and mutant to walk out of that place to be sane, but to see a girl who was so similar to her... curled up in a ball and trembling in the dessert made the eldest's skin crawl. "Check your wings, we need someone to find us a road. We could be wander from days and none of us will last more than two." She was estimating. The bird brain didn't know how long you could live without food and she only knew that water was more important than dealing with a growling stomach.

Skylar checked the surrounding areas, the facility a small black box with fencing while specs chaotically and frantically moving around at a variety of speeds. "Dobermans are dealing with the closer experiments. They're occupied until meat runs dry close to their home." Her fists clenched tightly at her sides. "Once they settle everything there or do a damage report, they will send out a group to catch outliers." Narrowing her eyes at the group of females in front of her, she took a step back to examine them better. "I know Arisia and I might not be missing... The Halo project has plentiful experiments and the only bird they haven't had be a success was some white a grey one. At least in my room that was the only failing Halo."

"I... Don't know anything about you two..." She muttered about the youngest and the serpentine creature. "If you're a dangerous or intriguing project, we might have company sooner than I expected..." When she was done, she knelt down next to the one who looked the most human and gave her a sweet smile. "You gonna be okay enough to walk? We could be moving for a long time and you aren't that heavy. I don't want you falling behind."

Once again her eyes fell on the other bird and her smile faded, knowing she was right that they needed to move. "We move soon. Can you fly up and check for roads? As soon as you find one, dive back down here or fly higher and hope they think you are just some scavenger." Sky bit down on her lower lip and sighed. "This is gonna be quite the adventure." She smirked.


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The question stung her and she felt tears fill her eyes. Arisia shook her head sadly, then stood and spread her wings, feeling the last of her shorn feathers falling into her fingers. There were new feathers beneath that. She softly sighed, then attempted to flap her wings. She rose a few feet, then flapped harder and took off. Cool clean air rushed across her face and her tears were swept away with immense joy. Freedom at last! The teen rose to some of the clouds, merely a speck to most eyes. She flew around a little ways, eyes searching through the desert. It looked like an endless reserve of sand. Hot itchy sand everywhere. The woman scowled, her stomach tightening. The flying was taking a bit of an edge on her. A few minutes later, she'd managed to find a gas station, a dozen miles out. She wasn't going to risk landing.

Arisia unsteadily flapped her wings, struggling to get back to the group. She sleepily landed on the sand, her muscles aching from the flying. She flapped her wings again, but sank to the ground. She could at least see Sky and Salem, but she had to walk a long ways back to them. "Hey!" she tried to call, her throat dry. "F-Found something!" she called out again. The woman swayed slightly, her wings feeling unusually heavy and her head burning. She managed to walk several more feet, panting heavily. "Guys!" she called again, closer now. "There's... a b-building... With water... and food... It's... a little ways south."

Tris stared at Sky in silence. She'd curled up in the sand and was trembling softly. There were small knobs on her head. She blinked at her again, tiredly. She whimpered, then crawled to her feet and nodded slightly. She began to walk away from the facility and through the sand, her head burning. She just wanted to be left alone. She swayed, scared and sick. She sensed Salem not trusting them. She didn't blame her. Tris relaxed, then looked up. She saw Arisia there. She blinked, then looked back at the others as if to indicate that she'd seen something there. She tiredly yawned, then ran over to Arisia and hoped that the girl had found some water.

Arisia tiredly stumbled up to the party with Tris in tow. She looked at Sky and Salem with an exhausted and haggard expression. "There's a building south," she repeated. "We can look for water or food there. We need to hurry. Let's grab the kid and go, shall we?"


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As Skylar observed for a moment the kids she was going to be dealing with for awhile, she felt her eyebrows furrow in frustration. They were all a bunch of stubborn females who were possibly going to be a bit hard to handle. Of course, Sky herself knew it would be a pain to handle more than herself, but three women who had all been trapped in a facility, tormented and commanded to do everything they were supposed to do were now free to do what they want. Who would want to listen to some freak just like them demand things from them like her?

The female waved her long fingers toward the reptile, disregarding her comment about a frog and nodded solemnly to the young girl who began walking out on the sand. Maybe this wouldn't be too hard, maybe the bird brain was just panicking over a few stubborn teens. Surely her job wouldn't be too hard. Quickly her gaze fell back on the snake woman, her coughing bringing the bird's attention to her. A grin flashed over her face as she thought of some wicked story she had once heard about large snakes. Someone had spoken about how some reptiles were so bold as to catch a bird of prey for their next supper and some succeeded, others were taken and became the prey. The odd thought danced in her brain and made her wonder just how well two birds and a snake were going to get along in the desert before they found shelter.

Her eyes then darted across the sands to see Arisia struggling on foot to get back to the group, Sky turned on her heels and moved forward just a bit, hoping to help the girl if she passed out or fell to her knees. She didn't exactly know what the hell she would do if it happened, but she knew something needed to be done especially when so much could happen in the middle of the sizzling heat. Skylar could remember talk of heat stroke, though she honestly couldn't tell anyone what such a condition was. If any of these creatures fell prey to something like it, the woman knew they would be doomed in this hellish heat.

Skylar nodded to the girl's words and smiled warmly at the thought of being close to civilization. Soon they would have something cool to wet their dry lips and fill their aching stomachs and without warning, the eldest of the group began the trek south. "All right. You guys heard her. I'm hungry and craving something other than gruel. I'm thinking some actual meat and I think... potato chips! Believe that's what some people brought to lunch, right? Let's see what snacks we can get." She spoke loud enough for the small group to hear and turned to look at Salem in the back with a grin.

The woman's face fell and her heart almost beat out from her chest as she saw black figures in the distance. They were half way between the little building they were once trapped in and the current location of the group. Sky's dark eyes widened and she clenched her fists to her sides. "Run. Come on, move!" She yelled and darted forward, her mind racing as she thought of just where they would be heading to keep the dobermen off their tails. The building Arisia had mentioned... they might be able to hide behind the place until the experiments did the search inside, and then sneak into the concrete walls when they were fruitless to find their targets. Anywhere else out here was too spread apart. No real dunes to mask their location and they wouldn't be able to hide behind some tumbleweed as it racked across the sand.


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Tris ~

The young girl perked up a bit at the mention of food. The only thing she'd ever tasted was bread and water, but she felt so hungry that even these meager things sounded heavenly. Tris brushed a strand of sticky red hair out of her face. It was so hot. The ground seemed to pulsate with an intense energy, pulling at her and leeching the little strength she had left. Tris took a breath and imagined fresh water filling her throat. The only thing there was dust.

Tris coughed, dust rising from her lips. Tears dripped down her sand covered face and she blinked. Her gaze traveled away from their rag tag little band, her straight jacket hanging in loose folds around her legs. Her eyes tried to pierce the hot desert air, finding two or three black figures on the horizon.

Sky was talking about food again. What were potato chips and gruel? Her thoughts were cut short. Sky yelled. "Run! Come on, move!"

Tris let out a weak groan. She was small; they could swallow her whole. She doubted it would even hurt. Why did they have to run? Salem blurted out another unfamiliar word; it sounded harsh and unfriendly. Giving a tired and silent sigh, the young girl forced her legs to move forward and follow the other experiments. Her feet seemed to drag into the sand; the uneven and shifting surface felt murderous to her little muscles. They weren't used to such strenuous activity. Tris struggled to keep up. Eventually, she felt like falling and just letting those creatures gulp her down. She probably wasn't even an appetizer.

Salem jerked to a stop in front of her and Tris nearly collapsed. Eventually, the child straightened and wiped the sweat from her forehead, giving the snake girl a bleary-eyed, confused expression. Perhaps, she wanted to die in the sand as well. No, the girl was saying something and flashing that eerily sharp smile of hers. Sensing the urgency in her tone, Tris nodded and gratefully climbed onto her shoulder. She clung to Salem like a little monkey, only much quieter.

Arisia ~

Arisia could taste the sand as she finally came to a stop near their odd little group. Heat silently bore down on them, like a heavy burden on weakened shoulders. Looking around at the endless sand, she noticed Salem's sudden unease and Sky's fear. She peered out at the desert; her eyes latched onto moving figures in the distance. Arisia turned and ran, her wings folding against her back. She felt sick and drained; the sand threatened to swallow her whole. The once exhausted party had suddenly slammed into overdrive. The young woman rushed with her fellow mutants in a mad scramble towards the futuristic oasis that was the gas station.

It didn't look like much. Arisia and the others had gotten closer to the little brick building. In the distance, a winding river of black extended endlessly in two directions through the sand. A bright red sign rose up from the ground, illuminated by large, flashing yellow bulbs. The whole place was covered in a perpetual film of dust. Harsh sunlight and windswept sand had turned the paint, once a cheery yellow with bright, red trimming, into a dull, cracked memory. A thick, oiled odor seeped from the cracked concrete around the place; the smell made her feel nauseous. Odd looking pillars rose up in front of the small building; Arisia had no idea what they were. A single truck was filling its gas tank. Arisia turned back to the others.

"I don't think they'll just let us stroll in, what with our wings and fangs and all..." she commented dryly. A wind had begun to build up, whipping at her clothes and stinging her skin with flying sand. Arisia's hair blew in her face, shoulder-length blonde curls fluttering in the wind. She trembled, hugging herself and spreading her wings to block some of the wind and sand. If the dark figures they'd seen were actually chasing them, she prayed that the heat would be just as difficult for them as it was for her. Looking to Salem and Sky, she impatiently began to tap her left foot. Whoever was going to come up with a plan needed to hurry; she was famished and desperate for the slightest drop of water.


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