Never Known

Testing

  As my cage rolled I wondered why I was the only one in a cage, I turned around and A looked at me;obviously worried; then gave a weak reassuring smile.  The guard behind me hit me in the head with an electric rod.  I heard A rustle a bit, but I was fine. 
  We slowly but surely moved toward one door in particular, an extremely large pair of doors, maybe there were bigger prisoners.  The two guards on the sides of me opened the doors and there was a blinding light. We went into a room with many other people, and many doors leading into other rooms.  The guards brought me and A into the room on my far right.  Once inside the room there was a transparent wall, then another two rooms behind it. In the room me and A sat in, there were three beds. The beds had straps of fabric in certain areas. They had A lay down on one bed, while I was still in my cage.
A man unseen to me beforehand approached my cage holding up a key, almost teasingly, "promise to be a good girl?" He chuckled.
I responded in a language other than the one he was speaking French, I believe. "Aller vissez vous , fils de pute." I smiled sarcastically.
"Was that a no?" His voice had gotten lower, less tolerant.
"Je ne sais pas ce que vous dites, vous mère sale putain sac debites" I spit back.
"Vous pensez vraiment que je courrais cet endrait sans connaîtr toutes les langues unique je devais les enseignants slut alimentation dans votre esprit," I was only slightly taken aback as he leaned close to my cage, almost spitting his words through his gritted teeth. Did he mean that he ran this place? Before I could register anything he had told me I felt a sharp pain in my back, nothing I wasn't used to. But it made me black out. I woke up to a splash of some cold liquid on what I discovered to be my mainly naked legs. I wore a pair of shorts that barely covered anything, but at least they were clean. I wore a tank top that cut off just below my breasts, showing my stomach.
I focused on the sounds around me, since my neck ached too much to turn.
"Please, no, I don't want anyone to see". I heard A cry beside me.
" Don't worry, she's a freak, just like you. I mean look at her, she's worse than you." I heard a man's voice, the one who ran this place I assume, and I heard footsteps getting steadily closer and louder. I let my body go limp and eyes drift close, pretending to still be unconscious. I tried to observe what I could from what I could hear and feel. I knew I wasn't on one of those beds I had seen earlier because I was upright. My wrists ached badly, from what I could tell they were tied up and holding my body, including my wings, which I could feel were tied at resavols of about a foot each. 
"Cut it out, freak, we know you're awake." I opened my eyes, but didn't respond, I only looked around to see a man pluck a feather from my wing and then stab a needle into the bone which supported all my feathers.  I let out a small cry, not wanting to show too much weakness, but not being able to help it.
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Yay, a relatively average length chapter!!!!! Hells yeah, I'm getting all my stories updated and stuff, anyway, if anyone actually speaks French and I messed up horribly, please comment.
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