I had been running for hours. No rest. No water. Just…running. I can't…do this anymore. I… can't…

Beep.

No…

Beep.

Please…

Beep beep.

Don't…

Beeeeeeeeeeeeeep!

I screamed bloody murder as my collar shocked me fiercely, knocking me to the ground.

"Get up Jinx, or we'll have to shock you again." James, my official keeper/main torturer, said in a smooth tone. I hated him. If only I got a chance…I would kill him.

"That's…not…my…name." I breathed, my voice not even a whisper. Jinx, I hated that name. It was just another word for curse.

"You're a failure, and you disappoint me, Jinx." He said mockingly, and laughed. That pissed me off a wee bit past my limits. A wee bit.

"Piss off." I said angrily. He stopped laughing.

I got shocked. Again.

I woke up in a dog crate. My crate, I thought bitterly. I wasn't tired or thirsty anymore, so I must've been out enough for them to stick some kind of fluid in me.

You're a failure, and you disappoint me, Jinx. His words replayed in my head, and finally it was just too much. I screamed angrily and punched my crate so hard, I left a major dent. Life sucks!

Speaking of, I should probably explain some things before I go on... Well, my name is Violet. I think I'm 15, possibly. I'm…well I'm not what you'd call normal. The reason for that is I'm not all human. I was born with animal DNA grafted into me. I'm only 90% human. The other 10% percent is made up of 3% avian DNA and 7% lupine DNA. If you don't know what that means, I'll tell you: I'm part bird and part wolf.

I know what you're thinking: where were my parents during this? Simple. They agreed to it. Yes, dear ol' mom and pop agreed to let some freaks put animal DNA in me in exchange for money. It was guilt free, of course, because they gave me to the School, the place where all the disgusting magic happens.

Anyways, back to my lovely DNA. With the animal DNA comes with a couple…interesting details. First of all, I have wings. Yes folks, wings. Two feathery bundles of joy that, when added together, make a whopping 14-foot wingspan. Second, I can turn into a wolf. Not just a regular wolf though, because god forbid that anything about me should be normal. I'm about the size of a horse when I'm in wolf form, and I'm wicked fast and strong. Not that I'm not when I'm in my regular freak self, because that's my next detail. I have some amazing extra abilities. (Other than being fiercely strong and fast, of course) I can read minds. It's funny at times. I can also send messages into other's minds, which would come in handy if I had friends here, but I don't, so it's sort of useless. Last, and my favorite, is this thing I can do with my eyes. If I stare into a person's eyes in a certain way, I can paralyze them with so much fear, they fall to the ground screaming, crying, and shaking violently. I loved this ability because for a time I would do it on any scientist or eraser that would come near me. Then they caught on, and thus, Violet-proof glasses and Flyboys were invented. Those butt holes.

"Is Jinx in her cage?" I heard his voice behind the door. I growled quietly. James walked in alone, which was weird. He walked over and stopped when he saw the dent on my crate. His eyebrows raised in surprised and awe. His dark eyes were also looking-

Wait. His dark eyes? He wasn't wearing his Violet proof glasses!

"C'mon, you have another test." He said, clearly unaware, and unlatched my crate.

Show time!

I crawled out acting pissed and reluctant. As soon as I stood, I glanced at the door; it was halfway shut. I looked back at James and grinned deadly-like so my slightly-sharper-than-normal teeth gleamed. His eyes widened as he finally realized his mistake. He reached for my collar remote, but I decked him in the face and took it before he could even get to it. He fell to the floor with a thud and I quickly pushed the release button on the remote and my collar fell to the floor next to him. He opened his mouth to yell, but I threw the control at his head, making him yelp.

I didn't give another thought as I rushed out the door. There were a couple scientists, so I stuck to walls and ran silently towards the door to the field. I had almost made it out when the alarm rang out, James voice warning my escape through the intercom. Crap! I thought, quickening my pace.

I made it outside, but froze when I saw that the Flyboys were already loose. They immediately turned their heads towards me. Double crap I thought and started running to the other side.

I really am fast, so I made it there first, but there was no use. The 20-foot tall fence was topped with barbed wire, and there was an invisible shield above the School. How did I know? The scientists aren't that dumb, this was one thing they thought of when they made bird experiments.

I heard the whine of a bullet and it went through my half-open wing. I yelped painfully and heard the flyboy's getting closer. I ran along the side of the fence, dodging two other bullets. I came to the corner and swung around. I was already surrounded. "No." I whispered fearfully. My heart started beating so loudly, I couldn't here anything else.

"Yes." James voice cut through the sound of my heart, and I saw him walk out of the crowd of Flyboys, a gun in his hand. A jolt of pain went through my wing, causing my face to twist in pain. "You made the worst mistake of your life." James said, wiping blood from his nose, where I'd hit him. "I thought that maybe you would be of some use, but I guess not." He said. Fear ran through me. Get me out of here. Please. I thought helplessly to no one. I closed my eyes tightly as James raised his gun. I. Don't. Want. To. Die. I thought hard. Suddenly a jolt went through my body.

I opened my eyes to see the fence in front of me.

Whaaaat?

I saw all the Flyboys and James behind the fence, looking like they got slapped in the face. James yelled and shot the gun, but apparently he forgot to put bullets in it, because nothing came out. He yelled again for the Flyboys to go after me, and I turned and started running.

I need to leave fast, but I can't fly, I thought. Then I grinned, even though my wing was seriously hurting. I ran a little faster and leaped into the air, my hands stretched out.

When I landed, I wasn't Violet anymore. I was a wolf, huge and powerful, fast and cunning. I ran way faster than I ever could in human form, because the School apparently had put the Flyboys in helicopters, as redundant as that was, and the helicopters were after me.

I'm free for now. I thought happily, and tears ran down my fur. I hardly ever cried.

I headed north, my head full with thoughts of my possible new skill and the future ahead, if I made it.