Wings of Gems

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What is this? I needed to get out! I pushed against the round shell, covering me. It was harder than I first thought, all my limbs were stiff like I had not moved them for a year. The blue-black shell to crack, I'm getting out. The shell burst, I was thrown to the floor. I felt drawn to look at my head at this stone, it felt like it was giving power to me. "Wow, she needs to take it easy, she's just hatched. I need to make sure that I tell her not to allow them to figure out that we are not animals, that we have human thoughts and memories." I turned my head to the source, it was to my right. In there sat a light blue dragon. His wings, resting by his sides, had a cloud-like a pattern. His eyes, slightly slighted, a deep, royal blue in colour. He seemed surprised that I turned to him. "How did she know that I was here? I did not talk to her."

I turned my head down and saw that I was also a dragon, I squeaked, a very dignified squeak, at this. I was a lot slender then him, I was a dark black colour, with hints of purple. My tail was prehensile, a small frill on both sides of my head, a forked black tongue. If I was to fly up into the night sky, I would disappear completely. My wings were dotted with gem coloured spots. I looked like the dragons I used to draw. I reached my claw up and felt that I did have the tear-shaped drop by my eyes. "I think I can understand your thoughts?" I squeaked over to him.
"Really? Never heard of that happening before, your lying." He replied.
"No, I'm not." I started, "You thought about how you need to tell me that I have to act like an animal and not to allow them to realise we are still human." I smirked when he pulled his head back in surprise.
"So you can read minds, it must be from the Moon Stone above your head. That must have given you the power. It's right to know in the full moon stage." He squeaked at me, I just noticed how we talked in squeaks and chirps, not words.

We talked for a while, talking about our lives, telling each other our human names, taking breaks to eat and drink some things. I only touched the fruit mainly, they taste better. The door to the room swung open, a white lab coat person walked through, a clipboard in hand. I looked around and saw that all the other cages have clipboards, but mine does not. He walked straight over and reached his hand into the cage, the hand was huge, I think that I must be around the size of an overgrown kitten. He scooped me up, no matter how much I hissed and scratched, he was just was not bothered by it. "Calm, it's only routine, they measure and take your weight. They will then allow you to exercise yourself. Remember, act like an animal."
I did not stop my fight, but I did stop scratching.

He placed me on a table and reached for a tape measure. I extend out my wings, this only caused me to fall flat on my back. My legs poked up in the air, wings spread apart next to me. I looked like a kitten that wanted to be played with, the only exception, is having wings. I then decided to base myself as a kitten, I was about the size of an overgrown kitten. When the man looked around at me, he laughed. He reached his hand down and started to tickle me. I squeaked in laughter, and he smiled, but shortly stopped and lay the tape measure across me, I smirked at this. I started to play with it, picking it up and letting it drop. He finally got the measurement. He picked me up, but I did not resist this time, he smiled at this, softly placing me in a bronze bowl. I had no traction in this, and kept sliding around, he laughed at me, I glared at him, this only caused the man to laugh harder, a lot harder.

He was allowing me to run around the small room, while he took notes about me. Stalker. I was enjoying this till I had an idea, I started to crouch up at him, springing myself up to his leg, onto his lap, I grabbed the pen, causing it to make a bit of a mess on his next page. He went to grab it from my talons, but I dropped it 'accidentally', it rolled under the table, that we sat beside. He sighed, but just as he was about to put me on the floor so that he could retrieve said pen. The door opened, and Hitler walked through it.

The man raised her hand up to Hitler and said some words. Hitler looked unimpressed that he had not stood up, but then saw me perched on his lap. Hitler laughed at the situation and said, "Looks like you have got yourself into, Luke." His names Luke, I tilted my head at this, that got me some looks. "Where's your pen, for note taking?" Hitler questioned Luke. His only response was to point his finger at me, I grabbed it and started to play with it. "So the little dragon has your pen?" Hitler asked. He nodded in reply. He then lowered his head down to my level, I pushed the finger in front of me, hoping that he would, and could, not look at me. He gently pushed the finger out of my talons, revealing me.
"She is different to all the others, her pattern is strange and she has a silver teardrop in the corner of each eye. She seems to behave very much like a kitten. She also knows very well when she is causing trouble, she seems to smirk at me." Luke started. What he saw me smirk! I glared at Luke and Hitler. "She then glared at me when I laughed at her. She seems to be able to read our body language." Luke said. "Please don't hurt her, she is nice. Maybe I could ask if I could call her Gems, because of her old name. It suits her very well." I turned and looked at him, he noticed this and scratched my chin. "May I be able to study her, also may I call her Gems, her old name, it suits her very well and it may provoke a reaction from her?" Luke asked.
"Very well, I will be back soon, I hope you have some progress by then," Hitler said, and with that, he left.
"I guess it's just me and you for a while longer Gems." He spoke softly to me, I nodded in agreement, already feeling like I could trust him.