I've been writing these a lot recently. Actually I have written about 5 so far ^^;
I was alone in the cell. I hadn't quite grasped why I was enclosed in this white mist, it was making it difficult to breathe. Despite the pains in my arms, I could still move around but was cautious incase the wires would detatch from my limbs. It was quite scary, being in a glass bubble surrounded by wires and computers of all sorts. Men and women outside rushing around, making notes and attatching more wires. I think I'm too young to know what they are doing, but they said it was for the greater good. I can't argue against that. The pain was more intense as I opened my eyes, I could already feel the presence that they were there, I now see Marca. She is so nice, and if she is still smiling then I have nothing to worry about at all. Do I? Crystal. What a sweet name, too sweet you think? That's what they called me. They called it the Crystal Project. I won't argue, it's my first and best name I shall ever have. I was very grateful. I hesitated to think how this was helping me. I really didn't see the purpose. I was different from anyone else, that I knew. But that was it. I didn't see how that is something to be looked upon, it wasn't such a big deal in my mind. Infact. I was OK with it altogether. The thought will be forever lingering.
They were moving a lot quicker now. I was feeling more disturbed. Through the thick fog of the bubbles I could see the frantic atmosphere of the humans rushing about, their faces were making me slightly worried. They calmed down after a while, taking in what had happened and resuming on me. I had calmed down after that, the bubbles weren't as frantic either. I felt that that they were my only company. It was quite late, evening I think, judging by how low the sun was outside. Outside. I had never been outside. I heard that it was only for normal people and that people like me were for inside only. That's what Marca says, she is always right. I guess she's a friend. She says to look upon them as friends but I only see her as one. I felt a pain at one of the points in which the wire was attatched too. They were probably doing something, I didn't want to distrubt it so I remained perfectly still. There was nothing I could do, really. All my days were just trapped here. Enclosed to be studied upon by strange humans in white suits. I'm sure this is how it's supposed to be though, I heard the name that they called me the other day as they were walking out. The last few, Marca and the master said +Anima.
It was quiet and dark. Obviously night time for them. It was quite scary being locked up in a room, pitch black. The only sound was the heavy wave of the wires into me. The water was cool, meaning that the air outside the bubble was also cool. I didn't like it. It made my skin all lumpy. It was like a pain that was resting itself on my skin, covering it, making me shake uncontrollably. I was itching to move though my limbs felt heavy, heavier than usual. The pain was getting a bit more intense, bending it's way through my circulation system. Like flowing through my bloodstream, aching to beat my heart. I didn't like the frosty feeling so I moved my left arm about an inch upwards. It felt dead, being hung low all the time. As I lifted it high above heart level the warmth suddenly embraced down my arm. Covering all the cold areas, chasing it all away. I like it like that so I moved my right limb, I could feel the warm blood racing down my arm. I continued stretching, my muscles breaking out underneath my skin. It felt nice to move every so often. Whenever I did it would alarm the humans so I thought it was a bad idea, I only did it at night. My lips stretched up into a small smile as I began to shift my legs. The bubbles were rapidly moving as I began to move them more, waving my arms high above me, my legs kicking through the thick fog. I enjoyed this. Moving my right leg up I could feel the wire wrapping around my leg, squeezing tight, making my leg warmer. It felt so good I held my leg higher untill I heard a sharp snap that sent my eardrums banging. I wriggled my leg around to feel that the wire was no longer in contact with myself. Gulping I looked down at my free leg. This was slightly bad. Though at the same time it felt good. I repeated with the second leg, shaking it around, snapping off the vicious wires. I felt so free. I knew the humans would probably get angry but that didn't bother me at the present time. Snapping off the last wire, I felt free. But it happened too fast. A small crack was on the bubble, it grew bigger the more I squirmed, figuring I should stop at a time where it was too late. A giant smash sent the glass flying in different directions, the bubbles were rapidly disappearing and do was the fog. I could see clearer but the air was strong. I gave a small yelp as I was hauled out of the bubble and onto the cold ground, the texture lifting goosebumps on my arms, I opened my eyes to a bright light. Gasping for air and wheezing, shocked that I was free. What would master and Marca think of this? Was this my chance? I lay still on the floor, inhaling the different scent. The computer screen flashing, the wires buzzing with the static of electricity. They would be coming soon and I would be punished. The room growing lighter as the day was dawning in. I felt a pain severe all over my body as I made the attempt to move, the glass maybe? With all the strength I had, I lifted myself up off the floor, standing up but having the support of the table next to me. Though as soon as I let go I fell back down hard on my face, the pain growing more intense. I could hear voices and footsteps approaching, with the panic rushing I made another attempt, this time my only hope was to use this. Spreading out the colour I floated off, if they did arrive they would have missed me by an inch, the freedom was that close.
I was outside. The air was so thick that I had to take deep breathes to consume it all in. I hadn't thought why I had escaped, there was no reason too. But for once I wanted to see what was outside the barrier restricting me from going anywhere. The sun was fairly high now, they could come at any minute and see me here, outside, revealing my wings to everyone. I would be in deep trouble if I was caught so I maybe should leave. Outside I saw strange creatures outside, small, black and they also had wings. Marca said they were crows, I envied them. How they could just be free and fly off to where ever the wished. I guess that's my path now, I can go anywhere. I quickly fluttered off, trying to be discreate. Gulping in the fresh air which was filling my lungs rapidly, it felt so good, I was no longer queezy. My instict told me to follow the crows so that is what I did, though I lost them after ten minutes from leaving the perimeter of the building. Now I was lost. I was near a temple, I would usually see it when the sun was out. Touching the soft grass gave me a soft chill up my legs, this texture was fascinating as well as lovely. There was a nearby lake and a few people. I flinched as I looked down at me raw, bloody legs and arms, some bits of glass were still attatched to me, the pain getting more irritating. Maybe a good dip in the pool was a good idea. Wading through the grass was like stroking torn velvet curtains, a truly memorable feeling. The water was even better, the soft liquid wrapping around my ankles, it finding it's way into my wound, biting at the flesh. The feeling wasn't as soft but I was thinking that's probably because of the wound. Sitting down, I dipped my whole legs into the water, waiting for the wounds to stop stinging, I heard that this was an easy cure. The sinking sensation was very relaxing. I closed my eyes and took deep breathes, making them last long. How long was this freedom going to go on for? I was estimating about a day, it wouldn't take them very long to find me since I wasn't that far away. Mid way in day-dreaming I noticed a boy walking towards me. Probably here to enjoy the water too, I ignored the presence of one so close though it sent chills. I was safe, my secret wasn't being revealed. I closed my eyes again. Hopefully the boy would be gone by the time I open them. I did so. He was looking at me from across the lake, it was sort of a curious look and a shocked expression too. I didn't know how to interact with someone so I looked down at my legs which were healing very slowly. When I next looked up he was sat right beside me smiling, I didn't smile back. "Hello." He smiled, I looked at him. It was odd, interacting with someone else. I had never done it before, but the feeling was pleasant, a warmth that settled into my cheeks. "Are you OK?" He looked down at my legs with a worried expression, I ignored it. "I'm hurt." That's all I could say, I didn't know how to speak as fluently as people did. I had also never come into contact with one before either, neither had I spoken. Untill now. "I can see that." He smiled and stood up, "I'll help you, follow me." I stayed where I was and shook my head, "I can't." I said, the only way I could move was if I took out the wings and that would send the researchers after me. "Why not?" He bent down towards me, tilting his head. He did look a little odd from the rest of the people around here. Black, messy hair which fitted cutely around his face with a pair of goggles in them. He had dark brown eyes and an odd outfit of a red top with a yellow top over it and a black belt. Blue combats and the same red socks with yellow boots. He reminded me of something, something that I envied. I then murmered the truth. "I can't walk." He pouted but then nodded and wore a big smile, "I can see that." He then turned and walked off. Well, I calmed down once that was over. The warmth faded. The first experience I had ever had with a human, it was. Breathetaking. I turned to see where the boy had went, he was again walking towards me. This time with three other humans. "Don't worry. We will help you." The girl chuckled, she was really pretty. Long, light brown hair with a little bonnet on. A long pink, white and baige dress with baige boots. It was all cotton so she had probably knitted it herself. I nodded, not really knowing what else to do. "What happened?" It was the boy talking again, the warmth in my cheeks rose. "I-I went away." He looked at the girl and giggled, "OK. Well lets get you up." I was suddenly lifted up by him and another boy that was with them. He seemed older than the others and stronger too. He had grey hair which was long and decorated with little red beads, he wore a baige poncho with the same colour trousers and boots. It, to me, looked like a mountain outfit. A tickling sensation creeped down me as I was lifted by him.
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