A Beautiful Monster

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Day 34. I’m already starting to notice the changes in my self and others. We can’t believe this is happening. We have wings. It’s like we’re angels. But angels know where they came from and who they are. I can’t remember anything after escaping the school and people in white cloaks. I see my little sister Angel playing with Harmony. They are so young and naïve. They just are as confused as we are. Red is getting firewood for the night. He is so strong and is there for us even though we barely know him. The only person I know is my sister. Red and Harmony we found while trying to escape the school. Are there others out there like us? Are they different? Why did they want to experiment on kids? Those questions won’t be answered any time soon. Maybe when we do find them, than they can become apart of our family. Or flock.

Melody’s’ eyes started to flutter as she fell asleep. The next morning the shine was shining brightly over the ocean. She stretched and tried to feel for her sister that always slept with her, even when they were younger. Once she didn’t feel her sisters’ body she jolted up. No one was there. Not Red nor Harmony, not even Angel. The only thing next to her was a note. It said:

I have you sister and the rest of your friends too. If you know what’s good for you and them, you better come home now. Your decision between whether they die or not. Your choice.

With anger, she screamed at the top of her lungs as her wings came out of her back. Slow and steady and white as snowflakes, they picked her up from the ground and she flew back to the school.

Finally she got there within the hour. She realized that they were closer than she thought. But when you’re trying to run, or rather fly, home is always closer than you think. This isn’t home to her. This is prison, where they prick needles in her skin and watch her like a lab rat.

“Melody!”

            She heard a scream. It sounded like Angel. She started running as fast as she can, into a battle scene room. Big as a gymnasium with padding, almost like a training center. Suddenly, three men in white cloaks grabbed her. They help her hands behind her back and she had no have of escaping without hurting herself.

 “No! Let go of me! Where is Angel? Angel! Harmony! Red!" she started.

 “Angel!” she cried out as she saw her little sister being held at gunpoint by a man in all black. She noticed it said FBI on his badge, was he a detective.

Scared and afraid, her wings glided open as white as pigment but smooth as the wind. Her wings flutter, babies eyes when they start to first open. She stares down her enemy showing that she is not afraid.

"Let her go!” she demanded.

"Now why would I do that? She is too precious and we might use her for more experiments and possibly other things. " he replied while a sinister grin spread across his face. “Try to fight them than I’ll kill her just liked I killed your friends.” He says as he points across the room.

She swayed her head to the other side of the room and sees Harmony and Reds’ lifeless body lying on the floor. Blood is oozing out from the gunshots that are placed in their heads. Red’s eyes stare blankly at her almost have if they’re saying why did you have him kill me? She quickly turned away and repeated with anger “Let her go!”

The sinister grin was still on his face and his lips slowly said, “Come. Get. Her.”

Her wings started to swing and sweep in more wind with every push. The look in her eyes was pain and anger that could pierce through any soul. She dove in the crowd of people with white cloaks. Fast moving bullets shot out of the guns trying to shoot her down. But she was determined. Fast and quick she glided over the enemies trying to safely get Angel. But she wasn’t quick enough; the FBI agent pointed his gun in the air and shot her point blank in the stomach. As if in slow motion, she fell to the ground.

“Melody!” her sister screamed and she ran to her sister’s side.

            As soon as she got to her sister’s side, the FBI agent shot Angel right in her chest. Her sister watched and screamed out in pain as her sister collapsed to the ground. Melody reached out for her dying sister and pulled her close.

“It hurts.” Angel started to whimper.

“I know it does.” Melody replied. “Just relax and the pain will go away.” She said with tears slowly going down her face. “I love you Angel so much. Now we can be together forever in peace.”

“I love you too.” As she said those four words, Angels’ body went lifeless as her eyes started to close.

            The FBI agent looked into Melody’s eyes and she thought This is it. All this and I was going to get killed anyway. I’m sorry Angel I couldn’t save you. He shot her in the head. Once her head dropped to the floor in defeat, he turned around to look at the men in cloak and said, “Next time try using younger kids. They don’t talk back as much and they cooperate. If another experiment tries to escape or leave the school…Get. Rid. Of. Them. By any costs. There is no contemplating. We invested to much money into this avian project. Now clean this up and get back to work.” He looked back at the work that he has done. As he walked away he thought It would be cool to have wings.

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