Free Falling
Chapter Four
I looked towards the Avenged guys, as Hazel started squirming in my arms trying to find a comfortable spot to be able to fall asleep again. I sat down on the floor near the dog as I took a breath before starting the whole long horrible story that I thought had ended around five years ago.
"It was roughly ten years ago, when we used to live on the farm." I started. "Someone broke into the house when my parents were out, I had just gotten my sister to go to bed and I was hiding in the den, because it's usually pretty dark in there, so I figured no one would be able to find me there. Unfortunatly for me, they were looking for people on the first level first. Well, anywho, they found me, and took me from the house kicking and screaming, but of course, since we were in the country, basically in the middle of nowhere, nobody heard me. They knocked me out and the next thing I knew I was in a dog cage in an obnoxiously white room.
A little while after I had woken up, a person in a white labcoat came in with a clipboard. They seemed to be checking me out to see what they had to work with, because they were circling the dog crate while it looked like they were writing notes. Apparently, I passed whatever test that decided on if you were expiremented on or not.
They moved my dog crate into a room with more dog crates, all with kids in them, ranging from roughly 5 all the way to my age at the time which was 9 or 10. The scientists let us out of the crates one by one, injecting each of us before taking us into another room.
The room they took us to had a bunch of training equipment. We had to show them how much weights we could lift, and how fast and long we could run, etc. etc. They did that until we were beyond exhousted, making us grateful when we were put back into our dog crates so we could rest.
A couple days after I had been taken from the farm house, I noticed that I had a prickling sensation on my back. It wasn't too bad so I just usually ignored it. Finally one day the pain was just so excruitiating for me, that I refused to do anything, which upset the scientists. They ended up taking me to an examining room, and laid me on my stomach. After listening to them talking about me and what they had injected me with when I had first come in, one of them took a scalpal and cut open the skin above my shoulder blades, making me scream out. A couple seconds later I felt something burst out of my back. I glanced to my sides and saw red and white feathery things, and I realized I now had wings.
I attempted to move my muscles and I saw the wings twitch, making the scientists exclaim in astonishment. Apparently I was the first kid to actually survive the injection. I tried moving my muscles again, this time getting more of a result than the first time. As the scientists went into a flurry of excitement, I attempted to get up to escape, but I wasn't used to the weight of my wings.
After, collapsing the first few times I was finally able to sit up. I looked around as I saw all the scientists watching me excitedly, making me nervous. I got up off the table and stood shakily, my wings hanging limply from me. Looking behind myself I was finally able to see them a little more clearly than before. They were big, white and extremely heavy. I tested my new wings attempting to flap them up and down, but wasn't very successful, which didn't seem to bother the scientists.
A couple months after I got my wings, there was a scientist, who was going to betray the others and release six of the expirements. They were an expirement of his own in a way. He wanted to see how well they would survive on their own. I got out that same day. I really wasn't supposed to but the youngest of the six, a little girl with white wings, had taken pity on me and let me out. I followed them until they got out of the complex. As soon as I was free of all the sensors and what not, I made my escape and found my way back to the farm.
Ever since then, I've been with my parents, minus my small excursion with Hazel's father." I nodded my head towards my now sleeping daughter who was clinging to my chest with her small hands wrappign loosly in my hair.
"But those things-" Matt started, clearly at a loss as to why, after so much time, they'd be interested in getting me back.
"The Erasers," I explained. "We're made while I was there. Basically designed to be cold blooded killers. They also make wonderful tracking devices. As for their leader, Ari, he's only seven years old." I watched as Avengeds' faces went from wonder to horror at the mention of Ari's age. "He was born normal, they must have combined his DNA like they did mine, to see if he would last longer than the others,"
"What do you mean others?" Jimmy asked, looking completely horrified.
"The Erasers that came here weren't the only ones they made, there's others that were born with the DNA already programmed into them, but they don't seem to last as long," I explained.
"What happened to the guy in the other room?" I heard Brian speak up, clearly shaken from all the things he was hearing.
I looked directly towards him and said. "All of the expirements have expiration dates. They get a barcode on the back of their neck roughly a couple weeks before they "expire". Basically, it's supposed to be the "humane" way to put an expirement down, but I don't believe them."
"When's...when's your." Matt started to ask, but couldn't finish his sentence.
I shrugged, "Only the scientist who messed with my DNA would know, and I highly doubt we would be able to find him." I quickly turned my head towards the window when I heard a gun cock. "Duck!" I yelled, handing Hazel to my mom, as a bullet ripped into my chest, making me gasp at the sudden pain.
I clawed at my chest as I saw blood spreading all over my clothes. Looking towards everyone else, I noticed my vision was starting to get blury. Before I knew it I had passed out for the second time tonight.
"It was roughly ten years ago, when we used to live on the farm." I started. "Someone broke into the house when my parents were out, I had just gotten my sister to go to bed and I was hiding in the den, because it's usually pretty dark in there, so I figured no one would be able to find me there. Unfortunatly for me, they were looking for people on the first level first. Well, anywho, they found me, and took me from the house kicking and screaming, but of course, since we were in the country, basically in the middle of nowhere, nobody heard me. They knocked me out and the next thing I knew I was in a dog cage in an obnoxiously white room.
A little while after I had woken up, a person in a white labcoat came in with a clipboard. They seemed to be checking me out to see what they had to work with, because they were circling the dog crate while it looked like they were writing notes. Apparently, I passed whatever test that decided on if you were expiremented on or not.
They moved my dog crate into a room with more dog crates, all with kids in them, ranging from roughly 5 all the way to my age at the time which was 9 or 10. The scientists let us out of the crates one by one, injecting each of us before taking us into another room.
The room they took us to had a bunch of training equipment. We had to show them how much weights we could lift, and how fast and long we could run, etc. etc. They did that until we were beyond exhousted, making us grateful when we were put back into our dog crates so we could rest.
A couple days after I had been taken from the farm house, I noticed that I had a prickling sensation on my back. It wasn't too bad so I just usually ignored it. Finally one day the pain was just so excruitiating for me, that I refused to do anything, which upset the scientists. They ended up taking me to an examining room, and laid me on my stomach. After listening to them talking about me and what they had injected me with when I had first come in, one of them took a scalpal and cut open the skin above my shoulder blades, making me scream out. A couple seconds later I felt something burst out of my back. I glanced to my sides and saw red and white feathery things, and I realized I now had wings.
I attempted to move my muscles and I saw the wings twitch, making the scientists exclaim in astonishment. Apparently I was the first kid to actually survive the injection. I tried moving my muscles again, this time getting more of a result than the first time. As the scientists went into a flurry of excitement, I attempted to get up to escape, but I wasn't used to the weight of my wings.
After, collapsing the first few times I was finally able to sit up. I looked around as I saw all the scientists watching me excitedly, making me nervous. I got up off the table and stood shakily, my wings hanging limply from me. Looking behind myself I was finally able to see them a little more clearly than before. They were big, white and extremely heavy. I tested my new wings attempting to flap them up and down, but wasn't very successful, which didn't seem to bother the scientists.
A couple months after I got my wings, there was a scientist, who was going to betray the others and release six of the expirements. They were an expirement of his own in a way. He wanted to see how well they would survive on their own. I got out that same day. I really wasn't supposed to but the youngest of the six, a little girl with white wings, had taken pity on me and let me out. I followed them until they got out of the complex. As soon as I was free of all the sensors and what not, I made my escape and found my way back to the farm.
Ever since then, I've been with my parents, minus my small excursion with Hazel's father." I nodded my head towards my now sleeping daughter who was clinging to my chest with her small hands wrappign loosly in my hair.
"But those things-" Matt started, clearly at a loss as to why, after so much time, they'd be interested in getting me back.
"The Erasers," I explained. "We're made while I was there. Basically designed to be cold blooded killers. They also make wonderful tracking devices. As for their leader, Ari, he's only seven years old." I watched as Avengeds' faces went from wonder to horror at the mention of Ari's age. "He was born normal, they must have combined his DNA like they did mine, to see if he would last longer than the others,"
"What do you mean others?" Jimmy asked, looking completely horrified.
"The Erasers that came here weren't the only ones they made, there's others that were born with the DNA already programmed into them, but they don't seem to last as long," I explained.
"What happened to the guy in the other room?" I heard Brian speak up, clearly shaken from all the things he was hearing.
I looked directly towards him and said. "All of the expirements have expiration dates. They get a barcode on the back of their neck roughly a couple weeks before they "expire". Basically, it's supposed to be the "humane" way to put an expirement down, but I don't believe them."
"When's...when's your." Matt started to ask, but couldn't finish his sentence.
I shrugged, "Only the scientist who messed with my DNA would know, and I highly doubt we would be able to find him." I quickly turned my head towards the window when I heard a gun cock. "Duck!" I yelled, handing Hazel to my mom, as a bullet ripped into my chest, making me gasp at the sudden pain.
I clawed at my chest as I saw blood spreading all over my clothes. Looking towards everyone else, I noticed my vision was starting to get blury. Before I knew it I had passed out for the second time tonight.
Notes
I have nothing to really say tonight about what was written a while ago. Except for maybe, hope you enjoy the chapter, and that hopefully everyone who was affected by Hurricane Sandy is okay, also a big GOOD JOB to the nurses and doctors that evacuated that hospital in New York I kept hearing about today. I wouldn't have been able to do it. Anywho, hope you enjoyed the chapter.Comment, Subscribe, Enjoy!
