Alison's pov
Hit send...
Uhm... do I hit send? No? Uhm... yeah? Maybe she's busy, so... no? But it's been twelve hours, thirty nine minutes, fourteen seconds and counting since she left, still no word from Emily, so... yeah?
Damn it!!
It's just a text saying hey. Like the one three-letter-word-that-probably-doesn't-even-listed-in-a-thesaurus text message. H-E-Y and I'm freaking working my guts out of my ass, unable to decide whether to send it or not.
What is wrong with me??...
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Emily's pov
"What is wrong with me?!!"
Matt and I finally caught up with this guy we've been chasing. I don't think I like the idea of him volunteering to take my partner's place in neutralizing this guy-turned-lab-rat, but he's here already. So might as well get on with the job and be done with it.
"Jerry... please calm down and stop running from us. We're just trying to help. We can help..." I said in the softest way I can manage.
"You're one of them!! You're going to kill me!! Aaaahh!!" He screamed in pain and agony as he fell on his knees.
Long brown and somewhat bloody feathers started to come out from his back. And from the looks of it, the wings that are slowly spreading behind him is going to grow into a very wide span.
"What avian strain did you say it was now?" Terrified as I may be of what this guy's can be capable of, I still couldn't help myself marvel at the sight.
"Unknown..." As it appears, Matt is also marvelling at the majestic transformation that's happening in front of us.
I mean, come on, it's not everyday you get to see a man grow wings triple the size of a hawk's or an eagle's...
"Oh my god!! It's a combination of both!!"
I exclaimed as I realized what kind of DNA strain was injected to this man.
"What?" Matt asked in confusion as he braced himself and his semiautomatic rifle loaded not with bullets, but with tranquilizer strong enough to send an elephant in hibernation for a year.
I got the same weapon, and I did brace myself as well in anticipation for this man's almost inevitable attempt at violence, "The strain. It could be of two different birds. I'm thinking hawk and eagle, because looking at the length and width of the feathers, it sure looks predatory to me,"
"You don't say..." He said mockingly.
"Yeah... You know what, whatever... Let's just tranq him now, before he'll realize he can fly and..."
And just like on cue, this guy whose name according to the dossier was Jerry Edmunds, lifted his very wide and big wings and pushed himself up.
"... take off,"
But before he was able to speed up high in the sky, Matt and I both aimed and fired shots.
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PRETTY Little LOVE (emison fanfic)
FanfictionA slightly different kind of Emison story where Emily's the one who went M.I.A from the group. When she finds her way back to Rosewood, Emily doesn't remember Alison, or most of the memories she's had with her and the rest of the girls. As Alison, o...
