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Ooc: Bizarre, Goddess, If you guys want to make them a bio you can. It doesn't make a difference to me (:

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Everyone was being taken from me. First Angel then Jack. I screamed as they took him away, thick heavy tears fallowing that scream. "D-don't take him..." I cried "Don't take him..." I whispered collapsing on the floor. I didn't even move when Angelica made a break for it, I didn't care. My breathing was short a choppy, and for hours I focused on that horrible, retarded, door. Carl came whisteling by and paused at my cell "Hey Bird!" He said, squatting down to my eye level. I didn't respond, I just looked past him at the door "Ready for your flying lessons?" He asked unlocking my cell and stepping infront of me. I looked up at him and frowned "But...I'm afriad of heights..." I tried to say, but it came out weak and unsure. "Aw, c'mon it'll be fun!" He smiled pulled me to my feet. I didn't struggle anymore. I just kept my eyes on that door, praying that Jack would come out.

I payed close attention to where he was taking me. I noted evey turn and every door we passed. This werehouse was huge, there had to be at least 20,000 teens and adults here. Finally he lead me to a door, I paused, thinking about the last time I went into a door "Ah calm down! No more experiments on you till' ya' figure out how ta' use those" He said pionting at my wings. I nodded blankly and looked back, before stepping into the room. This room was big and had a high ceiling. There were sevral other scientists there, all with pens and busily writing down notes, most likely about me "Okay Birdy! Do yer' thing!" He said pushing me foward. I stood there, unsure of what to do.

ooc: sorry for lateness guys.

Xander groaned as he sat up and blinked awake. Whatever those scientists had given him it had knocked him out cold. He hadn't noticed them take Angie and Jack, he looked around with his now dark green eyes. The world of color he was use to was gone... now he could only see shades of grey and black. But his senses had been heightened, he could he things he knew none of the others could, and his vision was crystal clear. How ever he could fell his teeth had formed into more like fangs.

"Well, glad to see you...alive..." the scientist who had tested on Xander sneered approaching the cell.

"No! NO more barbed wire handcuffs!" Xander whined.

The man chuckled "Foolish Mutt, we need to keep you healthy... you're one of the few who actually survived this kind of testing..."

"Did you call me a foolish mutt?" Xander asked in confusion.

The man smirked "Come boy, the change'll start soon."

"Huh?!" Xander blinked and the man grabbed his shoulder and started leading him away, after slipping a silver chain necklace around his neck. He didn't try to get free or say anything to his friends he just allowed the man to lead him off. They took Xander to an isolated room and made him change into a brown zip up hoodie and blue jeans, the chain still hung around his neck. "What's the point of all this?" Xander snapped, the scientists could see him through a little window but he couldn't see them.

"These clothes were made so when you change back you'll be already dressed!" The man growled into a microphone.

"Change back?! Back from wa-" he cut off mid-sentence when a sudden jolt of pain raced up his spine and he fell to his knees, shaking with pain. His body burned and his vision became blurred "What the f***in' h*** is happening to me you d***_" his voice was no longer recognizable, it turned from a human voice to the barks, yelps and snarls of a canine...

OOC: I might re-join this... If it isn't too late,

Ooc: Just something I'd thought I'd say... Maybe later Angelica will develop a crush on both Xander and either Alfred or Jack? You know, her being a fragile little flower and them being very heroic and stuff.

"I'm busy, Christine. Plus, the girl may be even sadder to see her friend suffer." John mentioned to the woman as she left the room. Angelica heard him sigh. She raised her brow in confusion. She really had no idea what was going on in his head. He was so strange and mysterious and different from the other scientists she had encountered so far. Suddenly, the blond teen heard her stomach rumble, asking for food. The rumble was followed by horrible pain. She didn't even realize that she begun crying, yet again.
"Sorry, you won't be getting any food for now. You have to adjust to the changes of your body now." John spoke rather casually, with no sympathy found in his voice.
Angelica lowered her head. She didn't eat for two days straight, which made her stomach hurt even more. She wiped away her tears, but only to find more of them rolling down her cheeks.
John's words were followed by an awkward silence. They both looked at each other for a moment, with different questions in each of their minds. Only after a minute or two, John spoke again.
"Can you stand up?" He asked quietly.
Angelica looked up to him. What was he thinking? She knew she couldn't stand up, why would he want her to?
"If you stand up, you'll be taken back to your cell."
Angelica's eyes widened. The feeling of meeting her friends again would be fantastic. She then looked back at John. He seemed so strange and different. She actually wanted to know more about him, but her yearn to get back to her cell overshadowed her curiosity. She began standing up, but after a few seconds, a horrible pain struck her in the back and the legs, making her fall.
"I see. This will take longer." The blond teen heard the scientist murmur under his breath. He looked about 30 years old, younger than most of the scientists she saw there.
After another moment of silence, Angelica decided to speak, herself.
"Why...Ar-are y-yo-you... you doin... doing this?" She struggled to speak, her throat ached horribly with every word she said.
"I can't tell about our plans," John spoke to the younger girl, "But I, personally, am doing this for fun."

The words he spoke struck her surprised. "You... Are disgusting!" She yelled, feeling such horrible, unbearable pain with every sound she made. "You are horrible!!" She yelled even harder, probably making it hearable for the people in the cells, desperately trying to stand up. "B*****! A**!" She stood up, her whole body burning. She felt John push her on the ground, and she fell. A little bit of blood dripped from her mouth. She looked at the blood, scared and shaking.
"Don't overdo it." She heard him say, but she didn't look at him. She focused on the blood. " The more you yell, the more it will hurt. The more you move, the more it will hurt as well." He told her, but he didn't look like someone who felt sorry for her.
"Y-you ar-are a-a-a mon-monster..." She struggled to speak as she looked back at him.
"I guess you're right." He spoke casually. "Don't worry, you'll probably stop bleeding soon. " John went back to his computer chair and sat down.
The minute was spent silent. Angelica was shaking on the floor, while John was sitting on the computer chair and looking into the distance. He suddenly realized Angelica was murmuring something under her breath. He raised his eyebrow. "That's already too much for her." He sighed as he approached her and sat down on one knee on the floor. "Hey, it's okay." He said. His voice was very... soothing? But Angelica decided he was faking it. She didn't speak, but stopped murmuring.
"I-I wan-want to-to see my frie-friends." She stuttered and looked him in the eyes. She probably looked pathetic and insane. The very thought of her being so weak made her tear up again.
"You know how horrible they'll feel, seeing you so hurt? " John asked her.
"They-they wouldn't care..." Angel told John. She could hear him sighing, as he looked at her again.
"Look, they will care. No matter what, they're still human beings."

John stood up and went back to his computer chair. He let her think for a while.
Angelica sighed. "Maybe he's right. If they wouldn't care about me, I wouldn't call them my friends. No matter what, they're still human beings and would feel concerned about me." She realized. This statement made her smile a little.

Ooc: @Lionlover2546, I'm not sure if you can. I mean, think about it. I simply stated that you needed to cool it on the attacking and you acted as if I'd insulted everything about you. You completely snapped at me and practically bit my head off right in front of everyone for them to see and read. I don't know if i'm sounding like a mean hearted person right now but I'm not sure if I want you back in this RP. We're already very far and bonds have already been made, adding two more charecters now would probably skrew everyone up :/


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Carl shoved me agian "Come on little Birdy! Spread your wings and fly!" He demanded. I gulped and shook my head "Maybe you just need...encouragement" He growled. I looked at him confused and pondered what he may be thinking of doing. I looked over at the scientists lazily and then turned back to Carl only to see him running at me, his arms stretched out to me. I yelped and raised my arms to defend myself, Carl grabbed me by the waist and suddenly I was in the air, thrashing and screaming. I didn't think, I just did. My wings unfolded and I felt my feathers ruffling wonderfully to the air. I looked down at the ground to see I was gliding, if i'm gliding, then I wonder... With a sudden tilt of my head I banked hard right and pounded the air. I felt myself rising, rising, soaring. I closed my eyes, feeling the first shread of happiness since I got here.

OOC: Its cool. I totally understand. See, I have a very funny way of putting things. I can totally understand that.

ooc: Okay Bizarre

Once Xander had fell silent the men scientist looked over at his friend and hurried into the room only to stop dead in their tracks.

"W-wow!" the other man stuttered. Laying in the middle of the floor was a dark brown dog, a mutt from the looks of it.

"I can't believe it." the scientist gaped examining the dog.

"T-this is... the boy?!" his friend stuttered.

"Indeed... and he survived the change..." the man paused "We need to show this to John, before morning.... then the boy'll change back." the scientist pulled out a strangle little device and opened the unconscious dog's mouth and pushed it in to the roof of his mouth. "This translator will allow him to speak perfect English." the other man nodded and his friend picked Xander up and put him over his shoulder, before following the scientist to the room where Angelica and John were. "John you'll be pleased to see this..." the scientist sneered as his friend walked in and held the unconscious dog were John could see. "It's one of those teens from the football game, he survived and changed perfectly.'

John saw the door open. He saw a few other scientists like him carry an unconscious dog. He stood up from the computer chair and looked at the dog skeptically.
"Hm, I see. " John murmured. "Nice job. What are you thinking about long term changing?Like this girl." He pointed to the soon-to be fox, Angelica.
"It will take some time and it will hurt a lot, but he will stay a dog for longer." He stated to the men. "Anyway, I've got nothing to do with him now. Notify me when he's conscious again." John spoke and sat back down on the chair. "Then we'll talk about what to do with him next." He murmured, mostly to himself.

Angelica saw a few men and a dog arrive in the room. John and them talked. She didn't know that the dog was, in fact, Xander, but she did feel sorry for the guy who changed.

"I could watch over him, as long as he doesn't cause any trouble. All I need is a leash and a shock collar..." John replied as he stood up and started searching something through his drawers. He held the two things he mentioned. He put on the shock collar and clipped the leash on. "Here. He's good now."John told.
"Monster!!"He heard Angelica shriek and turned to her. "Be a good girl and shut up, okay?" John made a fake smile as he looked at the girl. He saw her lower her head and then turned back to the men.

"I'll keep that in mind." John nodded and sat back down. He was bored. He currently had nothing to do, just watch over the two teenagers. "So this is one of them that survived the football game, just like that girl did..." He whispered to himself, not wanting Angelica or Xander to hear him. He didn't wanted to watch over two stressed and angry teens. The calmer they were, the better.
Angelica looked at the cage next to her, examining the canine that was inside there. She looked at John with a questioning look, and after he nodded she realized he doesn't care if they talk or communicate in any way, as long as he can hear what they're saying. Angelica, however, decided not to speak now and wait for the dog that used to be a teenager, wake up. Angelica had heard that he was one of the teens that survived the football game, but she assumed he was one of a completely different group of teens that also happened to survive a football game like they did.

"You...You're awake." Angelica spoke silently as she saw the brown dog sit up. She studied him and realized he reminds her of a person she knows... Maybe, just maybe he's actually one of their group... But who? "I'm Angelica. I think..I thin-think you kn-ow me. But I don't know which one of our g-gro..group are you." She struggled to speak, it still hurt when she spoke.
Angelica realized he most likely can understand her. And he has some sort of a translator in, maybe it will translate a bark to English? She didn't pay attention to John, who was watching them intensely.