Midnight Massacre

Chapter 1

I was born in a lab and was experimented on. When I was still still in my mother's womb, however, they put wolf DNA in the egg that I was in, which caused me to be born with wolf ears and tail. The DNA was of a black wolf, so it affected my hair color. Since my mother was a red head, my hair became black with red tips. I was also born with red eyes, the pupils looking like an oval, similar to a cat. Sadly, my mother died when I was born and my father was unknown.

When I was a couple days old, the doctors attached a pair of raven wings onto my back, connecting all of the bones and muscle so they were a part of my body, developing the older I got. I soon learned to fly, and became really good at it when I was five. Since this was the era where there are magical beings, (Just imagine that this is sort of like the future, not 2017 or anything near it.) my mom was a witch, coming from a family of many different magical beings, giving me many powers and abilities.

I learned to turn into a winged wolf, and strangely be able to turn into a black and purple dragon, confusing the doctors and scientists. (Yeah, there is scientists too.)

I spent most of my life finding out what I can do, and learning how to use it. Shadow manipulation, and anything near it, was my favorite. No matter how much abuse was given to me, however, I still listened. Even after one of the angry doctors carved half of a cut in smile on my left cheek, before being called over by his boss, I still did everything that I was told to do. I didn't care. I thought that they were my family, that this was my home. Until I figured out the awful truth...that my mother DIED here...that's when I knew, that these were my enemies.

I stopped listening to them, becoming stubborn and impossible to cooperate with. I was given more abuse. One of the female doctors once decided to give me a cut on my left eye, the others dragging me away before I could use my fire breathing to burn that bitch right where she stood.

My insanity was taking the best of me...

A/N: Hello again! I decided to write a story about my creepypasta OC, which I kinda actually made to be like me XP, so it's technically me as a creepypasta...older...and more badass....DAMN YOU DREAMS. Anyways, XP I hope you liked the first chapter! I have most of my story already written down, so it's going to be easier. But that's for another time X3.

Bai.~ ^.^