<span style="font-style: italic">Sky, what are you even gaining from this?</span><br/><br/>The woman with long black hair was thinking to herself, her stomach growling madly as she stared at the metal of her cage. This was the third day that she had skipped out on her meals and she was starting to feel the hunger cramping and her body was too weak to do more of the stamina and endurance tests the white coat humans enjoyed making the woman go through. At least for now she would be able to skip out of the more strenuous experiments and was able to feel human.<br/><br/>For years, the bird brain had been drugged to keep her calm for syringes and experimentation as one of the first successes in the Halo project. They wanted her to live and to keep her from trying stupid things, they gave her food that would sedate her. It was a cruel life to be in a nonstop haze where you could think straight, but now... the first day of her fasting showed her the unbelievable joys of thinking and not being shoved into sleepless dreams for long hours on end. The growling in her stomach only had made her adrenaline build as she experienced the world in more vivid colors and emotions. Sky wasn't going to let them take that away from her easy.<br/><br/>Before her next meal was given to her though, she heard the alarms and whistles. From her cage she could see disaster tearing the spaces of the first floor of the facility. Skylar moved from her curled up position on the back of the bars to having her fists tightly clenching at the metal cage's sides. What was happening that made the place blare so loud? In seconds after the first scream of the warnings, Skylar saw humans running through the halls from her dark little room where the door hung open. No... they were humans, they are other experiments like her.<br/><br/>"Wait! What's going on?" She cried out, shaking the bars that kept her from running with the others. "How come I wasn't invited to the race?" She blurted, grinning at her own joke before leaning back on her cage. It wasn't until a young male walked into and without a word fit a gnarled claw into the locked. The little was no older than 10 and facial hair was growing around his chin and mouth. Probably the work of the scientists she thought as the lock clicked and the door swung open.<br/><br/>Skylar wasted no time and darted out of the dog crate she was bound in, patting the boy on the head before running out the door, keeping her large brown wings close to her back as she rushed for an exit. Scientists were running in a panic as experiments pushed and shoved to get out, the sounds of those from the Doberman project growling and snarling down every hall to keep few specimen from getting away. The woman did her best to pass by, dodging every hall she could in the maze to find her target.<br/><br/>Using her broad shoulders, she slammed into a red door, the word on the top of it were just a bunch of scribbles to her brain as she exited the building and made it to the outside. Her adrenaline kept her running, forced her to continue running instead of admiring the sights and sounds. The further she was from this place, the easier it would be to stay out of it. The maiden looked back after running for awhile to see the facility a significant margin from her and the chaos that was happening. She could see panicked projects wailing in fear for their lives, some had perished in the rush and lied in the sand and dirt, few were running for it and being chased by Dobermans. Somehow she was lucky to be as far as she was.<br/><br/>She wasn't alone though. Others like her were getting out and soon maybe the woman who watched from the distance would be able to meet up with more escapees. For now she need to continue running. The bird creature turned on her heels and ignoring her screaming stomach she tried to stay away from the wolverine abominations and the hell she had experienced for far too long.