Jaron's Story

Jubilee looked around, wondering where the others were. Some how they'd been separated during their escape and now she was stuck awkwardly hovering over the school. She wasn't sure if Avalyn was still around here or not, but she was careful not to fly very low. She didn't want to be shot down by the erasers, although they seemed to be retreating into the School. Was she really free? She craned her neck as best she could to look back at her speckled white wings. Yep, this was real- she was flying in the sky without a net above her limiting her to 100 feet.

She smiled happily but was still concerned about herself being lost. She was only about twelve after all and had well, absolutely no real life experience. "Sam!" she yelled, flying in a wide arch around the area she had last seen her friends. She spotted the group off in the distance. "Sam!" she yelled again, though it was likely that her small voice had been lost in the wind. Jubilee began to fly in their direction, taking one last glance down at the School and hoping she would never have to go back.

***

Jaron snarled as one of his fellow erasers held him back. "If I want to tear them apart and if you want their sorry butts back don't you think we should oh, I don't know- go after them?" he retorted, about to take off running as the flock got farther and farther away. If they got much farther now he wouldn't have any chance to catch up since they had the advantage of flight. He was roughly tugged back again by the alpha of their pack. "Jaron," he warned, as a flashback of just how brutal the alpha could be suddenly came to him.

The young hybrid simply nodded, lowering himself to all fours and slinking back to the facility with the rest of the injured erasers. He'd received a few good punches from one of the girls but he would be back in action soon. He couldn't stand being idle unless it involved food or sleep.

He growled at the passing scientists, warning them not to say anything about the erasers' loss. Jaron knew that all experiments were caught quickly and why should the bird kids be any different? Soon the scientists would track them down, after all they were one of the leading science facilities on the continent and quite possibly the world. Itex had a habit of keeping things under wraps and professional. He had learned enough about the company in his short life to know that they wouldn't give up unless the fight just wasn't worth it. That gave him an idea as he began to head towards some of the 'residential' area of the experiments to blow off some steam.

Jaron growled at one of the kids in their cage, an ugly child mixed with who knows what. "I hear you aren't doing so well," he hissed menacingly. "Maybe I'll get an extra meal for once." He grinned, his sharp teeth shining. A few specks of blood from the fight were still on his teeth, making the kid cry out and scamper into the back of his cage. He laughed and began spinning the cage around, creating a loud screech that echoed throughout the room. The other experiments looked away and covered there ears as the poor kid began crawling in circles to try and avoid the big bad wolf.

"Jaron!" a male voice rang out, causing the wolf boy to cringe and turn. His father had entered the room, looking as professional as ever with his usual clipboard, etched in precise numbers and statistics that Jaron did not understand. "Shouldn't you be trying to catch the escaped experiments?" he asked calmly.

"They got away and the alpha is not to be fought with," his son replied, looking at the ground at his father's feet.

"Jaron, they just took the helicopter up. Why weren't you-?" Before he could finish, his son had left the room and came storming through the hallways, knocking over people and equipment. In a fury, he did not open the door but rather busted through it with all his might before looking to the sky and seeing a helicopter had left and taken off. Without him. He roared angrily and charged out into the open, running faster than he ever had before in a desperate attempt to catch up and rip those bird kids apart.

***

Jubilee stopped mid wing-beat as a helicopter appeared, sending the other flock members in the distance scattering. She also saw a noticeably lower figure with dark hair falling quickly as another began zooming towards her. She screamed and immediately began flying the other way, trying to avoid contact with any scientists or Erasers. But if she flew away, how would the flock find her? She reluctantly turned back around and hovered as best she could, trying to decide what to do. Before she knew it though her wings had stopped beating and she was falling. Oopsie.

She quickly started flapping her wings again, not realizing that she had to focus so much on flying. She had thought she was pretty good, but obviously growing up in an enclosed area had more of an affect on her than she'd thought before. Ju looked below her and froze, seeing an eraser approaching her, trying to jump up in the hopes that she would continue falling. And for the time being, she was. She desperately began lifting herself up again, but she had dropped enough that the Eraser below her had scratched the bottom of her foot.

The young girl quickly soared up and away from him, away from those terrifying and bloodthirsty eyes that seemed just too familiar. She looked down again at the dark furred Eraser, before looking up just in time to see a dart heading straight at her. However it was far enough away that she was able to dodge it easily. "Sam!" she yelled again, trying to figure out what they were doing. Her friend seemed to be leaving her behind while the others continued to twist this way and that. She was utterly confused and just kept dodging darts, slowly getting closer to her friends and the helicopter while an angry Jaron howled from below.

It was then that she saw another fall from the sky, dropping like a shooting star. Without a second thought, Jubilee darted towards her friends, turning and flailing like a drowning fish to avoid being shot by a dart or a bullet. Knowing their luck, one of the Erasers probably had a missile launched too.

***

Jaron had successfully drawn blood from the youngest bird kid. It was then that he saw another kid begin to fall up ahead. He left his current target in the hopes that he wouldn't be too late to sink his teeth into some fresh bird-kid meat.