Tight straps squeeze your wings, trapping them onto your back. With no room to expand you were trapped. It was claustrophobic, although they didn’t care. They only wanted the money, you costed a-lot since you were only 2 in a thousand of your kind of species. You were special..though they never brought your special out. You winced, and whined nobody heard nobody cared. They put you in a small cage locked with a padlock, in a small cubby. You were stripped, un need of clothing..

You had beautiful feathered wings, at least you did.. now they were plucked, and trashed. Broken and swollen. No matter how much screaming, or crying nobody seemed to give in.

Untill..the lab ran down out of business, evacuating each and every kennel except yours..you felt forgotten.

It was a quiet afternoon..a loud crash came from the upstairs main doors. It was faint but you managed to hear it, terrified you tried moving..surprisingly you hadn’t of starved, your kind could survive many days without nutrients except the pain was unbelievable..

The TF141 came in scattered crew came in searching and taking pictures untill Simon came down and flashed his camera, towards your cage..

“Holy shit..” Simon muttered, under his sharp breath..his eyes tightened.