A Raven's Heart

Chapter 1: Raven Wings

8 year old ???

"Now, now, little evil raven, time for you to have your cage punishment," the sing songy insane voice of daddy.

'I won't let him get me, not this time...you and mommy only want me dead, or bleeding,' I think, looking for daddy, not that I wanted to be found, but I wanted to escape.

I didn't look in front of me. "Ah, there you are my little bad omen," his voice going from demented bubbly tones to growling, tough, and hissy.

I began pushing my back against the wall in vein, hoping to push through to a hidden world beyond it. Sobbing shakes my body, my black hair creating a partial curtain in front of my face, as ice like droplets stream down my warm face. Daddy pulls my arm, forcing me to my feet, and I try to pull back, only to be dragged forward. "You aren't making this easy are you?" he growls, as he continues to drag me.

I keep fighting till I feel fuzzy, now falling to the floor. He laughs picking me up, before everything becomes dark. My eyes open, and I feel cold. I have nothing but pants on, and daddy is laughing as I struggle against the big leather things holding me down. "No, let me go! NO! NO!"

"Now, now, you should have known that you had no right to choose!" daddy said while laughing scarily,"If we didn't get to choose you, then you don't get to decide what I do next my little raven!"

Crying, that's all I could do, it was too scary to talk. I felt a sharp pain in my neck, it made me squeak. Daddy just laughed, and laughed while I cried. Then, after sticking me with the needle, I was dragged, and forced into a small dog cage. I felt crushed, like a can at the recycling place. Tears streamed down my face, and I shook sadly for a while. All I could smell were bad things, blood, and death. Things were rotting next to me. I looked to see what used to be like me, people like me, and they were tampered with. Before I could really look around or, or puke out of disgust, pain seared through my back. All I could remember was screams and pain before I fell into the dark again...

Next I woke up, the pain was nearly gone, and I was in a pure grey room. A new weight on my back caused me to turn around, I jumped, raven wings, of pure black color....

???'s POV

I woke up, remembering my dad. A cold sweat on my back, and my wings were stiff. "Dang it Lena, why'd you have to lay on your wings," I grumbled to myself.

I groaned as I sat on 'my' bed. I knew that this wasn't my place, but crashing here, it had been my only option. I'd have to leave soon, so I took my time stretching my wings, before leaving out the window I had entered. I hardly ever talked to anyone but myself these days. After running from my father, I just couldn't bring myself to talk to anyone. I didn't, I don't know if I can trust, or bring, anyone into/with my life. It's hard to explain....