Birds of A Feather

Birds of A Feather

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Bird Flu has killed hundreds of thousands of people in the US, until someone finally comes out with a vaccine. Everyone rushes to get it, hoping it will stop them from getting this disease. A few children receive the vaccine and inserted avian DNA mutates within them, somehow they have the new ability to become not just birds, but birds of prey. Was this all an accident or is there more to it then it seems? Someone's out to get them, hunting them down to use them to their own advantage. Will they all escape? And for that matter, alive? Birds of A Feather- Trust me it's gonna be good!! ---------- I do not take credit for the picture in the cover. All rights reserved to the rightful owner. I have full ownership of this story and should not be plagiarized by anyone.
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It was as silent as ever, no crickets making a sound, not a single gust of air bothered the night. It was just me and one other, he was like me, a hunter. As a child my father was in the lab trying to create new ways to bring back life from deceased beings, he tried with every molecule in him to try and change the way humans were living. It was a horrible incident, an outbreak occurred causing the government to shut his lab down. My mother was the first to suffer this plague, she was exposed to it the night my father had made his mistake causing him his life later on. He loved my mother so, that he couldn't find it in himself to free her from the pain. She was already pregnant with me, inside her womb , the infection seeped into my blood cells and that's why I am unique. When I was born my father ran tests over and over that would have killed a normal child but I was different, my DNA patters were different, my genes were mixed. Such things to happen afterwards is what my story is about. There's no such things as 'A Happy Ever After' in my story, it's sick and twisted with darkness around every corner. My name is Serene Jackson and this is the story of how I survived.

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