<span style="color: #0080FF"> In a world where scientists have gone against the wills of the gods and broken through boundaries between gene limitations. For years mankind had longed to touch the skies without assistance from planes or devices. Looking up at the sky some may find jealousy of the birds that soar high above. The careless joy with the wind beneath your wings and the freedoms that are denied to those on the ground. <br/>In the labs where the scientists spent their every waking moment some had even moved into the over night rooms on the outskirts of the building devoting their lives to their studies. After having lost her child in one of the first series of trials Marie had started losing faith in their work and had longed for a way out. Saving up her paychecks she had decided she would leave at the beginning of the next trial while everyone was focused on their work rather that waiting for results. The weeks had gone by and a shipment had come in of transfers from another lab on that shipment was a young girl with wings like an angel and Marie had her heart taken in the first glimpse.  Four years old with a six foot wingspan Unit # 43682 was the closest thing to a perfect specimen they had seen in the eight years of studies. <br/>A week later she had made her break. Packing a small bag of essentials she had slipped into the young girls room and offered her a candy bar for her silence. Slipping out in the dark of the night she had never looked back. Once she had traveled out into the country side she had set up a life for the two of them taking in two orphan boys a year later. Now that four year old girl celebrates her seventeenth birthday and is in for the ride of her life. Twenty years after the studies began specimen have begun escaping more frequently than expected hunters have been hired and trained to bring them in alive.  <br/> </span><br/><br/><span style="color: #00FF00"> Raylan lay in the grass in the summer sun her wings spread out across the grass taking in the light of the sun. Her emerald halter top standing out against her fair skin and blue eyes, copper hair shining bright as she laughed at her brother Cole once again teasing their brother Jeremy about being too short to reach a majority of the branches on the apple tree. "You boys realize all you have to do is ask and I'd get you the ones from the top." She smiled pushing up onto her elbows. <br/><br/>"Na sis we got this, besides the juicy fruit always hangs the lowest." Cole called from beneath the tree tossing her an apple as little Jeremy jumped brushing one just enough to disconnect it from the branch and catch it on the way down.<br/> Raylan looked hers over before wiping it off on the soft material of her jeans. Sunset is coming soon, you boys don't start picking faster I won't be able to make you  a pie when I get back from my flight." She said biting into her apple. <br/>"Fine, Mere Jeremy!" Cole said diving between the others legs and giving him an unwanted lift into the first level of branches. <br/>"Dang it Cole, you know I don't like heights!" Jeremy screeched clinging onto the nearest sturdy branch as he started dropping ripened apples into the basket Cole held up on his head. <br/>Glancing towards the horizon Raylan smiled. "See you boys in a bit. I'm heading out." she said setting off for the house to let her mother know she was heading out early. Twenty minutes of hugs and safe wishes Raylan was soaring among the clouds a free spirit in the skies. <br/></span>