We Don't Need No Wings To Fly

It was a dark world, I could not see. Everything was still, silent. What had happened? Last I could remember the whole world was shaking... Oh my god. Was this what Max has been facing for so many years? Has the world... Really... Ended? 

No. It couldn't have. Only the 'enhanced' people could have survived. The mutants. But could I be a mutant? 

I flashed back through my life, wondering when anything unexpected could have happened. Maybe that one time when I was 6 and I had surgery on my arm, or when I was 11 and they put me to sleep to check my heart. I was never the same after that. But would my mom lie to me? Yes. She would. Now I know I'm a mutant. And I just have to figure out what they did to me.  

I looked around in the dark world. There was no sun. Just a thin sliver of a moon. It was deathly still and silent. I seemed to be the only one around. Where were the others? Max? Fang? Angel? Iggy? Oh my god, Iggy. He wouldn't be able to see anything. But with his amazing sense of hearing. Hearing. The others had to be around here somewhere. If I just listened... 

I stayed silent for a few minutes, straining my ears for any type of sound. Nothing. There was virtually no sound. Maybe I was alone. Maybe I was special. But I still would have to survive. I was on my own. And I knew nothing.  

Well... I guess I read a few books about being lost on a desert island in second grade? That may help... Hmm. What was the first thing they always did? That was back in second grade! I yelled at myself. How am I supposed to remember that?  

But there seemed to always be something about cracking open coconuts. I looked around. No coconuts. Shaking myself, I muttered to myself "this isn't a deserted island! Those stupid silly books aren't going to help you!" Silently cursing my spoiled childhood, I collapsed back down on the ground. Moaning, I rolled over and fell asleep.  

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A piercing cry awakened me. I quickly jumped to my feet, ready to fight. Well, except for the quickly jumping, and ready. I'm not Max. I covered my ears, rolled over and tried to go back to sleep. Then I remembered where I was. "Paradise". Hmm, I thought I was the only one living. Scream? Scream equals bad.  

I quickly mentally injected my "Max energy" and jumped to my feet. Well, I was unable to launch into air so I chose jumping instead. Scanning the area, my senses drew a blank. Then, I spotted something.  

I squinted and leaned in closer? Was that a... Monkey? It seemed oddly misshapen. Oh ya, derp Ella only mutants survived! I thought. So this monkey had a... Tail? With... Wings? That poor thing. One of the scientists' first experiment most definitely.  

It was very still. Maybe it was unconscious? Or... Maybe a scream means death? I really wasn't having the best day today.  

Wait. If something killed a monkey then that means I could be dead in a matter of seconds. Or they could have killed me in my sleep. I really should be a bit more careful. I don't know how Max stands all this no fun stuff. All I need right now is a bubble bath.  

Ok, Ella, focus. Possible death threat? More important than how horrible your makeup looks. I looked around to see what had killed the monkey. (DUH) there was nothing there. Carefully, I steeped forward and examined the monkey. Was that a nose on hi back? That poor thing. And what is that right below his stomach...? 

I guess monkeys aren't exactly like humans in terms of... You know what. Anyway, judging by what I had learned with my mom being a vet through the years he wait her? IT had been scratched by something. Something with big claws. Something, I don't know, potentially dangerous to me.  

I heard a loud hiss and then saw a tail disappearing behind a bush. Hmm I forgot that cats were not only the domesticated little kittens we had at home. I would have to be a tad bit more careful with my security system. I scouted around for a sharp object to protect myself with and found only a large pointy looking stick. Grabbing another stick, I realized I was so darn tired. Caving in to the calls of the shores of sleep, I climbed up in a tree, made sure no bees, bears, anything was around and painfully closed my eyes.