Rob's POV
I looked around me, uncomfortably holding my wings against my back. It's no secret that if you are a hybrid you are automatically seen as the enemy and are killed. I am a butterfly hybrid and that means that I have fragile elegant wings. They are a light blue with black patterns at the edge, I looked into it and discovered I have blue morpho wings. I wish I could be proud of them, but if I was I would die.
I wandered into the dark forest and took off my jumper, the t-shirt I wore had holes cut where my wings are. When no-one was around I took off, hovering only inches above the ground so not to be seen in the air. I flew towards the lake that lay hidden amongst the trees and bushes. Peace at last. I thought to myself as my feet touched the soft grass that lined the lake
As I was about to fall asleep I heard someone shout "HYBRID!". I thought that they meant me so I freaked out. My fears were calmed when I saw no-one around me, until I heard a gun firing, an agonized cry and saw a glowing red and orange being fall into the river in front of me.
And done
That is the first of six prologues to be written, I think everyone knows what the red and orange thing is so...... yeah.
The butterfly at the top is the butterfly that Rob is a hybrid of if you were wondering, you could probably figure that out though.
I'll stop wasting your time now.
Byeeeeeee ~ Crazy
