Rose's Point Of View
I have to get to the flock I thought. It was my dying wish. I needed to find them so I could help Iggy and then I could die knowing I had done something with my life. I have the gift of heeling and I believed that I could give Iggy back his sight.
I couldn't make it though. I had been trudging through the woods for hours after flying for days. With every step, flap, or breath I was fighting death and fighting the urge to just submit to it. I could't rest though because if I did I wouldn't wake up. I fell and didn't have the strength to get up. This is the end I thought. You know how people say that when you die your life flashes before your eyes? Well it's true but only the best and the worst parts flash before your eyes.
I remembered being at the school with the flock. I was the same age as Max, Fang and Iggy. The flock was the closest thing I ever had to family. I remembered training exercises and talking with the other bird kids. I used to sing to Angel when she was crying. I remembered one time when I had convinced a female scientist to let Angel and Max share a large cage. I told her that Angel would be easier to work with if she could be calmed and comforted by Max.
I remembered the day when it happened:
Iggy was scheduled for a big operation the scientists said and from what we had coaxed out of baby Angel they were planning on operating on Iggy's eyes. The first day a scientist came and took Iggy away . The man had "prepared him for what was to come"
The next day though the man came in with an odd smell on his breath and my acute senses told me it was alcohol, very strong alcohol. THe man was wearing the same clothes from yesterday under his lab coat.
"Are you doing the surgery your self," I asked. He got really close to my cage where I could smell his horrible breath and see his bloodshot eyes even better. He nodded. I rattled my cage then and through my entire power into it. I spread out my wings until they stuck out between the bar. I thrashed around screaming "Don't do it! You'll hurt him!" Iggy and the others had no idea what I was talking about.
An eraser was sent in. He took me out of my cage and smashed me against the wall so hard I fainted. "Rose" someone screamed and that was the last thing I heard. I hadn't seen the flock since because after that I was set to a different lab somewhere in Texas.
I remembered the painful experiments and the escape attempts. The shots, the sedatives, the IVs all stung just as much the second time around. I remembered when they gave me my power to heal myself and others. I remembered the sweet relief of being injury free. Things hurt me just as bad as they do everyone else but I quickly heal and get better
I remembered when my lab was closed down and when they came to kill me I slowed my heart and wheezed and coughed until they believed I was really sick and just threw me out in the trash. I remembered the past week. I had been sighted and my pictures were posted on the internet and so the school found out about me. They came after me with robots or something and I just managed to escape. I was a dead girl walking though. I had come across an injury so great I couldn't heal it.
My reason for existence after that was to reach the flock and heal Iggy and then I could die. My name is Rose I thought. I am a human avian hybrid. I failed to help those that I love and care about. I love Iggy, Max, Fang, Gazzy, Angel and Nudge with every fiber of my being. And I let them down. I am going to die now... Then everything went black.
Iggy's POV
"No fair Ig! You always win in Marco Polo" squealed Nudge. I just laughed and flew away as fast as I could. Nudge was flying towards Gazzy, Gazzy was on my left about 30 feet back and Angel was above me. I could hear the beat of their wings, their giggles and their breath. I flapped in careful circles but I clipped my wing on a tall tree branch. I stumbled in mid air and fell to the ground. I lay on the ground grumbling but pretty much unscathed.
"Iggy are you ok," asked Angel. Then three bird kids gasped in unison. I hated not knowing hat was wrong and I got antsy.
"Oh Iggy you should see this," said Nudge. I cleared my throat loudly and shifted from foot to foot.
"Iggy... It's Rose... she's on the ground and I think she's dead. She's pretty beat up," said Gazzy I stopped fidgeting and stuck out my hand. Gazzy guided it to Rose's body. My Rose. The girl I had grown up with. The Rose I had held hands with when she cried. Rose, the girl who had tried to save my eyesight. My rose! I thought she was dead... I felt for a pulse and I felt a faint one along with the occasional rise and fall. I picked up her thin body in my arms and the others stumbled after me as I flew strait for home.
"Max," I yelled as I laid Rose down on the couch. I traced my fingers over her body and found multiple wounds. I found the first aid kit and was pressing gauze onto a deep cut in her thigh when the younger three stumbled in. I was faster than them even with Rose in my arms. I bandaged and pressed and set bones and sewed but she was gone. My Rose wasn't dead yet but she soon would be...
"Ig you have to let her go," said Angel. Nudge was crying and the Gasman tried to grab my arm but I pushed him away and he began to cry too. I stroked Rose's light brown hair, her cream colored skin, white feathers with gray speckles that were almost silver and the maroon blood. There was so much dried on her pretty feathers and in her matted hair. Max walked in with Dylan but Angel must have talked to them with her mind because they didn't ask.
My shoulders began to shake and i stifled a sob. Max put her hand on my shoulder and then everyone was crying. Even Dylan and he didn't even know Rose. I couldn't take it.
"Rose you can't die," I screamed and shook her shoulders "You can't die you hear? I love you! You can't die! You have to live and we can live as a family again just the flock including you." Dylan grabbed my arms and hauled me away from my Rose.
Then everyone stopped crying and gasped. I was too busy to notice through my tears at first but everyone was quiet except for six steady breaths and my own shaky one. Yes I said six. Dylan let go of me and I reached out to Rose and could tell what the others were seeing. Before their eyes and my finger tips Rose's wounds were healing. Healing fast and with no magic spit.
"She's like me only different-" Dylan trailed off.
"She's going to be ok," said Angel firmly "I can tell." I was so relieved I cried some more. Nudge brought towels in and we scrubbed out most of the blood. Later, Nudge was brushing the half conscious Rose's hair and I was holding her hand when with a start she fully woke up.
"Iggy and Nudge and I," she babbled.
"Shhhh," I told her "You're gonna' be ok" Nudge and Max took her into the girls' bathroom and gave her a bath. Angel came and sat next to me on the couch.
"It felt like she was dying," said Angel "I mean I was so sure, well she was so sure that she was going to die. She accepted it Ig." She paused and when I didn't respond she continued.
"She was fighting death to come here to-" she trailed off and when she didn't answer i broke the silence.
"Out with it Angel no matter how crazy it is." She nodded and I could tell because her head was leaned against the couch and I felt it. She must have realized that I couldn't see her nodding so she said "Ok" she took a big breath.
"She wanted to come here to heal your eyes Iggy. She wanted to heal you before she died. She felt, feels like she failed when she left you at the school and you lost your vision." It was all too much to take in at once. Rose was back and I could possibly get my vision back. Wow. I wanted to cry all over again but for joy. I had cried enough that day though and recently the younger kids had seen the older kids crying too much and I didn't want to upset them. My mind was reeling with all the possibilities going through my head...
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