"Don't go to far Max!" Jeb called from the office window.

"Okay!" Little Max shouted back. It was a lovely afternoon and Max got to play by the small streams. Her tawny little wings didn't work too well yet since she was still getting accustomed to them. She was watched constantly but she didn't mind. She got to play outside without tubes, needles and especially the 'tests' that they ran. That wouldn't start until later.

She giggled and sprinted to the small cold stream nearby. It had flowers, strange plants and many of the other strange creatures. Like the flying pig. Or the kind wolf girl. They're weren't any 'normal creatures' as you call them. All of them were experiments...the ones that survived anyway. Max quickly sat down next to the river, dipping her toes in the cold water.

She wore a plain white dress so her wings could expand out and she'd still have room to run around without restraints. It was lovely. Almost like she was a normal girl.

Almost.

As she kicked them slowly back and forth, a spot of purple caught her eye. She quickly stood and went into the stream to pick it up. Then she tripped and fell.