• I sit here in my room, thinking about my past. Why did I let them inject this thing into my blood? My wings, I must admit, are beautiful. I have learned to bring them out and put them back into my body without any problem. But this is not a house I am writing my legacy in. This is where they test me. Push me. Use me. Let me die. Will I ever breathe fresh air again? Will I ever see Agnes again? What about my little sister? Oh, Agnes. Why would they take you too?
    They made her different. They can tell us apart now. Us twins shouldn't be apart. I was always the older sister of the two of us. Agnes, the laugher. I, the stern one. Now, she is never going to see me again... Goodbye.
    "Let me go! I flew around and around for hours! My wings are sore! Lemme go to my goddamned room!" I was furious. Dr. Dark strapped me to that table. He put me on my stomach. "Now, now, don't thrash about. I might accidentally pull your feathers out like th-" "OUCH!!!!!!!!!!!! Goddamn it, Dark! I'm gonna beat the livin' s**t outta ya!Get off!" I kicked him. He hadn't put bonds on my legs. Bad mistake. Baaaad mistake. With him passed out on the floor, life couldn't be better. The industrial stainless steel bonds? No prob. I pushed my wings out. They were black and red. Not good. I took a few deep breaths. They faded back to the color I like to call Wolf Silver. Free. That unbreakable s**t of Dark's is on the floor. Thanks to my anger, the metal was sizzling on the floor. See ya later, Dr. Dumbass Dark. I kicked him with the tip of my shoe. "I hope you get a puncture wound," I growled at him. With that, I took his money, gun, and bullets. Time to go. Wait. I stared at his I.D. Thsi can't be happening... His name wasn't Dark. It was Allwenn. Billy Allwenn. No. Allwenn. I'm Crystal Allwenn. My enemy... is my father.