Osprey's Story

Dirt, grass, dirt, rock, rock, dirt, grass. Come one. Come on. RUN! Osprey's feet went back to their steady beat, reminding her of the beating of wings. Dirt, grass, log, dirt, rock, log, jump! She leapt swiftly over a log as another flock member stumbled. There is her reflexes for you. Dirt, rock, rock, grass, dirt, grass, rock, rock, log, dirt, grass, asphalt. Her tempo was broken as they reached a highway, sunlight flooding into her blue eyes. She gracefully leaped into the air as a car passed by. She landed slightly and the car swerved, obviously a startled driver. She balanced easily standing up and the car honked at her.

Suddenly Erasers were ripping through the trees, and her eyes narrowed. Osprey flicked her dark brown hair out of her eyes, watching as they surrounded her. She sighed and nodded to Flynn, also surrounded. She gave a nice push off into the air, twirling like a top, kicking the Erasers in the face before unfurling her wings and gliding low to the ground, kicking an Eraser in the muzzle, and performing a loop, to bash an Eraser upside the head with her wings. She flapped her wings once, sending her several yards off the ground. She flapped higher and then circled, already half a mile off the ground. She could see Flynn also in the air, and watched with precise detail of the scene below her. Sure, messing up and giving her 20% avian DNA was pretty crappy, but it felt so amazing to fly.

Sam

"Shit!"

The adrenaline began to kick through Sam's veins. They were running, running as fast as they could for their very own lives. The steady rhythm of her pulsing movements unfolded into an accelerated pattern as she took off on the side of the highway. The rise and fall of her chest became quicker, signaling the anxiety that had been curling inside of her. Her head whipped around, looking back at the forest they had now paced through. The rocks pushed into her bare skin when she skidded to a hault.

"Flynn!" Her eyes met the dark headed boy who had jumped onto the now swerving car. Her eyes widened in shock when the fear crept over her body. "Hold on Flynn, I'm coming!" Her foot pressed against the steaming asphalt, pushing forward to now continue running. Breathing heavily again, Sam dodged the nearby cars that had been honking crazily as she strided alongside the onlookers. "Flynn!" Her voice choked in anguish as an abundant arm wrapped around her chest, causing her breath to shorten into a gasp of air.

"Heh..." The deep voice chortled in sarcasm. "You're not going anywhere, Experiment #467!" Her back pressed against his bare chest as he pulled her in tighter, making it hard to exhale even more. She flinched, trying to pulse forward away from his clutches, though all efforts of her strength failed. Erasers... Fuck.

"Get the hell off of me!" Sam pressed her arms upward, trying to break away from his grasp while his fur dragged against her fragile wings tucked inside of her pale shirt. She wasn't an experiment now, not this far into the plan. She heard him snarl when he took her wrists, swapping her face around to meet his. Teeth clentched, the beast before her took in heavy breaths as he curled his strong hands around her own. It was truly disgusting: another experiment like her used for the evil of mankind. Well, it wasn't really a man.

"You're going back home..." The brute growled, creating an abominate smile across his face. Sam wasn't going back home, it wasn't even home, the School was pure hell.

Sam returned the smile that was now inching across her face. "Not today." Forcing her head down, Sam widened her mouth and bit her teeth into the rough skin of the eraser's hand. It let out a deep roar as she sped away, heading twards the nearby cars once more. Her muscles tightened when the roar echoed through her ears. Flynn? She ceased to a hault, taking in the sight before her. Many cars had stopped to observe the ongoing scenario before them. A man lay to the side of the road, holding his knee in pain. She assumed the car that had a colossal hole in the windshield belonged to him. Turning her head in a different direction, many humans began staring at her with confused and odd looks. Sam shrugged, now looking up at the sky. There, flew Osprey and Flynn with grins across their faces. Sam let out a small pang of laughter as she studied them, wings spread out and free as can be. The sun reflected across Osprey's face, making her hair glow to match her angel like features. "Having fun up there?" Sam smirked again as she watched their wings swish through the atmosphere. A piercing scream rang through the air as all of their eyes widened. Sam's knees locked as she spiraled her head around to the highway. Other erasers began running towards her with their gravid footsteps. The members of the flock were scattered around the street, now meeting Sam's eyes as she gave a slight nod. Indi, Gabe, and Evain returned the notion. Sam's gaze met the sky, looking up at the clouds.

It was time to break free.

Her bare feet pressed against the surface, jolting her body forward up into the air as her wings arranged into the ambience. She curved them into the atmosphere as her feet lifted off of the ground. The wind begin to flow around her body, pressing against her skin. She looked below her, observing the now violent picture. Her eyes met an eraser, who snarled under his breath.

"Let's go everyone!" She swirled through the air, the flock following close behind.

Plan A= Success.

Osprey flew in circles, taking in the sunlight and the flittering breeze on her wings. It felt so good. Suddenly, her bird instincts told her something was wrong. She opened her eyes and watched as Indi went spiraling to the ground. Immediately, she tucked her wings in, dive-bombing the ground, easily catching up to Indie. Close behind her was Flynn. She helped support his weight and together they sailed back into the sky before the Erasers could get another swipe at them. Her eyes darted around. "Sam! Indi's hurt!" she yelled, shifting her weight and flapping upward. She could see the gash marks in his back. The weird part was not seconds before, Indi was punching the air with his fists. Must be loss of blood. She shrugged and lifted him higher, scoping out the area.

Indi had blacked out for a moment, eyes glazing over as his vision sparred and he couldn't see a thing. He was unclear of his surroundings, and had automatically assumed that he was having a vision. Come on, not now! he thought to himself, shaking his head but finding it wasn't quite that. It stayed unclear and Indi didn't really have control. How did he know it wasn't a vision? Well, for one thing he still couldn't hear a single thing. Not even if someone was screaming in his ears, he didn't sense any of it. That and he wasn't getting any sense of things happening around him. It was just blank. Indi groaned a little as it felt like something was pounding on his skull with a hammer, and then suddenly went tense as he felt arms clutch onto him and get a grip on him. Immediately his eyes widened and he tried to shake them off, assuming it was erasers gripping onto him and trying to get him back to the school. "Get off!" He yelled, squinting his eyes shut before shivering as he felt the trickle of blood touch his ankle. It had really dribbled down that far?

When Indi opened his eyes, he saw clearly that he was up in the air, surrounded by the others and then noticed that Osprey and Flynn were next to him, holding him up. He let out a small sigh of relief and then bit his lip. What the hell was that? he found himself thinking, not knowing quite why he had blacked out. He was hurt, but he'd had worse in the school and managed to stay up till midnight. He flexed his spread out wings and tried flapping them, but didn't really get very far. At the least, he lightened the weight that the two fellow bird kids had to carry. "It's not that dramatic... really. I must just be a little... tired." He looked between Flynn and Osprey. "Thanks anyway though..." He said quietly, a little embarrassed that he was the one to hold everyone back and get hurt. He really didn't feel that weak and could probably fly without their help, but he knew that knowing how caring and whatever they were, they wouldn't let him risk it...

"Fucking! Run!" Gabe shouted desperately hoping any member of the flock could hear his warning, although he was sure they were all running, because in the midst of the panic he could still hear their thoughts, all except for Osprey of course but he was sure she was following. But that wasn't the main reason he figured they were all running, as he could easily hear heavy footsteps crunching the twigs and leaves on the forest's ground, and a chorus of gasps for air of also filled the forest's background, he also could make out a few silhouettes in the forest moonlight. But what was really worrying him were the snarls of the Erasers which were right behind them, and were slowly but surely catching up.

But he couldn't think about them right now, he had to concentrate on running, and avoiding debris on the forest's floor. But it was hard when their thoughts were right in your head, and the last place Gabriel wanted to be right now was inside a Eraser's head as it isn't very pleasant, he knew from experience however: right now he was hearing several. Dashing through the forest, breathing heavily Gabe could hear the thoughts of the Erasers behind which had gotten louder and clearer, it wasn't words though more of several feelings: of violence, death, fun and a common goal, through the brief scurry of thoughts he also got an image of a Eraser sinking its teeth into Gabe's corpse.

Gabe gasped wincing as the familiar sound of static entered his ears, he stumbled over a log almost falling flat on his face, while another flock member leapt gracefully over it, he muttered incoherently. Gabriel was slightly fazed before he regained his balance. Gabriel quickly stuck his hand out, gripping the base of a tree stopping himself from falling. He quickly pushed passed it, before turning to see a the flash of fur whiz past the tree, his eyes widened and he felt a panic slowly rise, he began breathing more heavily before darting forward. He could see the forest's end and relief washed through him, as he made on final push out of the forest and out into the open. He fell to the ground fast, and when his head automatically looked up he noted that he and the others had emerged from the forest into a highway, "Perfect..." he grumbled quickly.

He didn't need to be told to get up, as he pushed himself quickly off the ground narrowly avoiding being ran over by a car. Gabriel winced as a crowd has been drawn towards them, as they curiously wondered what was going on. But that wasn't the worst, Erasers had already began spilling out of trees, but they were out in the open now, and freedom was in their grasp he wasn't about to let it slip away so easily. One particular Eraser lunged towards him, Gabe raised his hand protectively, and instinctively a blast of telekinetic energy forced the beast backwards, but unfortunately that wasn't enough to bring the beast down, Gabe stumbled backwards as if the blast had seemingly affected him too, as the Eraser laughed and walked towards him Gabe made eye contact and spluttered the word, "Kneel..."

The Eraser struggled for a moment before collapsing to its knees, Gabe then violently punched the Eraser in the jaw, it knocked the beast down but in the process hurt Gabe's hand which he shook quickly trying to ease the pain. Now that his problem had been dealt with, he looked around noticing Osprey and Flynn had taken to the air, he noted Sam was below them and she casually asked "Having fun up there?" then a piercing scream ran through the air, Erasers began pouring out of the forest faster now, he locked eyes with Sam who had nodded he returned the gesture before, pouncing off the ground taking flight into the air.

As Gabriel sped past upwards, he laughed like a mad man still in awe of what had happened "We're home free, baby!" he yelled happily, punching the air with his fist, until pausing and coughing slightly embarrassed, it took him a second to regain his calm and practical composure. He flew forward and past everything, until spotting Osprey and Flynn appeared with Indi in their grasp, "Sam! Indi's hurt!" Osprey yelled, before Indi claimed that he was just tired and that he was fine, he then gave thanks to Osprey and Flynn, Gabe lowered his altitude before saying clearly, "That was close. Is everyone alright?" he asked curiously.

Osprey narrowed her eyes at Indi. Just tired? Okaaay. She slowly let go of him and hovered, her wings outstretched, her feathers ruffling in the breeze. Her wings were just barely moving, enough to keep her in the air. She looked over to find Gabe. "That was close. Is everyone alright?" she heard him ask. She inspected herself, to find a nice sized gash on her thigh. It stung a little, but other than that she was fine. "yeah, what about Sam? She in the air yet?" she asked, looking downward. She circled, and then twirled, so she was looking at the sky, still hovering. She leaned over, her head dipping to the ground, doing a little loop-the-loop, her eyes closed. "We are finally free," she said, listening to the chorus of exasperated howls from the Erasers below her. A thought occurred to her. "Where do we go now?" She asked. She wiped away the blood trickling from the cut on her thigh. "I don't suppose anybody has a bandage?" she asked.

Osprey looked around. Damn it! How could we loose flock members? Her eyes caught sight of a figure, far away, back in the direction of the lab. The naked eye wouldn't be able to see that, and most likely not the rest of the flock, but she could, eyes like a hawk. She kept her sights on the hovering figure and gentle elbowed Gabe behind her to get his attention. She pointed off into the distance and another figure caught sight in her view. They were each pretty far away, one clearly closer. "hey. I think I see them," she said, tapping Flynn, another one who was flapping nearby. "Jubilee and Avalyn." she narrowed her eyes in concentration. She could faintly make out their faces. "Yeah! It's -" she was cut short as another image dipped into her view. "Um, yeah we need to get out of here," she said, expertly twirling in the other direction with one graceful flap. "Now! They brought out the Chopper!" She yelled, grabbing Sam and Evian, now the closest to her, in the direction away from the chopper that she could hear now. The steady Wump, wump, wump. of the blades rotating round and round. It was coming their way. And the Helicopter was hunting for some bird kids.

Opsrey quickly did a 360, turning around to find choppers practically surrounding them. They were screwed. She stopped flapping and coasted into a glide, slowly tilting her wing to tighten the circle, and the leveling out to head back toward the flock. "We need to get the other two, but we also need to get away ourselves, captured, we would be no use!" She said. She finally made up her mind, and she felt horrible about it. She rushed down hard, propelling her forward much past the flock, and then tucking her wings in, dipping low to the ground. She opened her wings slightly and flapped them a tiny bit, all while keeping them tucked in a little. In response, she was propelled forward at incredible speeds. As she zoomed past the chopper she swerved suddenly, turning into a loop and then dive bombing lower, avoiding the tranquilizer darts it sent out. She then pushed upward, zooming up so fast she was like a dart, flying up past the chopper and high above it until it was a small speck. Then she kicked it into full gear, and was miles away before you could say "Look, its a bird kid!". She had made her decision. It was a selfish one. But as she said, captured, they would be no use. Now she was alone. And if they got captured, she would have to rescue them alone. If she had stayed, they might all have gone down. Or maybe they would have escaped. Either way, her choice was made, and she already regretted it.

Sam

"Well do you have any ideas?"

Sam narrowed her eyes and gave a slight sigh. Her gaze drifted towards the flock, all looking tired and worn.

"I suppose we could make camp-"

"Yeah! It's -" Osprey stopped in mid-sentance. Sam furrowed her eyebrows looking into the direction where she now observed the threat. They brought the damn chopper! "Um, yeah we need to get out of here-" Shit.

"Indi, Gabe, Evain, Osprey, Flynn, fly to the nearest-" A gush of wind rushed above Sam, who was now looking up. Osprey? She was circling through the air in a fast paced motion. "Osprey!" What was she doing? Another rush of air encircled Sam as Indi, who was now hurdling himself towards something, bursted through the atmosphere. Sam's mouth gaped open. "Ok, another change of plans!" She exclaimed, flapping her wings quickly through the wind. "Evain, Flynn, and Gabe, fly this way, i'll make sure the others catch up!" Ussuring what was left of the group towards the right, Sam followed behind the wings in front of her that were now pulsing in a hurried manor. The beat of the chopper faded as they flew faster and faster, Sam still looking to see if the rest of the flock was following behind.

They weren't.

Her plan was about as damn smart as going up to a scientist and saying "Would you mind killing me?" Sure, she was fast, but now they had a separate target. And guess what? The Erasers positioned below her on the ground had their guns pointed at their prey; moi. Instantly she twirled in the air, gasping in a breath as two bullets whizzed past her ear. She tilted her wing, sending her into a sharp turn that narrowly avoided another bullet, and then tucking both in, dive bombing the ground. The bullets fired but missed, and when she was about a yard of the ground she unfurled her wings and leveled out, plowing into two Erasers, running them over like a bus. Kicking of another Eraser, she launched herself into the sky, preforming another turn and flip, avoiding the shots being fired from the remaining three Erasers.

Her attention was taken away, however, as a black van screeched to a halt, scientists jumping out, holding a nice looking gun. The barrel pointed toward her and she ducked out of the way. Suddenly, a pain pricked her shin. She looked down to find a feathery tranquilizer dart stuck there. That son of a bitch got me! The world went dizzy, her wings not seeming to work right. She flapped awkwardly, but could feel herself losing altitude. The world dipped and swayed. Nice Osprey. Way to go with the dumb-ass plan. She glanced at the scientists below her, a wicked grin spread across his face. She saw the world coming up around her, and the wind nocked out of her as she landed harshly in one of the Eraser's arms, his claws digging into her flesh. The smell was rancid, dizzying the world even more. Everything was fuzzy at the edges, and worse were the dog breath on her neck and the claws in her arm. She closed her eyes, falling unconscious. Well Shit.