Snippet #1792586

For a long while, she didn't even look up, she just kept her head down staring at her tattered lab clothes -- a hospital type dress. Her eyes were locked on her arms, beaten, red and inflamed. She slowly began examining her toes, dirty, filthy and a bruise on her shin. Her hand reached for Nudge's for comfort and she finally got the strength to look up...

Faith squinted against the bright burning flames as the building continued to burn. She stared at the grass, moving her toes back and forth on it and she giggled -- it tickled. A loud 'KAW' is heard from above and Faith looks up instantly, crouching a bit as a creature with wings flew by.

Spreading her own wings she recognizes the similarity between her and the creature and she smiles, folding her wings back in. For years she'd only seen pictures of the outside in the White Coat's offices and now she was in it. Emotions were flooding in, sadness, fear and happiness that the torture was over. What fascinated her most was the colors of this world, green grass, blue skies, purple flowers, and the bright red flames that danced up to the sky.

She looks towards the other mutants, her eyes drifting among each and every one, mangy, dirty, tired, some bloodied up from the fight.

"We're... Free..." She says quietly, the first words she's spoken in over 4 years, her voice was raspy, and the words danced in her head.

We. Are. Free.

Free to live. Free from needles, free from ---

She suddenly becomes shaky, realizing yes they were free but they had no where to go. What if people didn't accept them? She squeezes onto Nudge's hand a bit -- unknowingly of course -- and resorts back to looking down at the ground.