Maximum Ride/Teen DNA. Part book,part my own idea.

[Kez]

((Only ten more posts until more stars!))

[Kez]

(( I'll just write a little about my character then some background details.))

Name: Skye
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Description:
Skye is tall and graceful,with pale skin and jet-black hair.
His eyes are also a deep shade of black as are the large feathered
wings resting on his back,his wing span being well over 15 feet.
He has small white fangs just long enough to rest on his lower lip every so often.

Some people might laugh at the sheer irony of his name, but everyone who had escaped the School shared strange names, his was just surprisingly appropriate.
The letters: S.K.Y.E were in his identification code (00S8728K67YE) that was imprinted permanently onto his forearm and as was the unspoken tradition of all the unnamed School survivors, children were given the name that resulted after these four letters were put together.
Skye had lived in the School as long as he could remember.
Every day was a grueling routine of waking, waiting and if you were lucky, extreme boredom.
The unlucky ones were sedated, hauled off to the 'Chair' and subjected to a varied assortment of tests and experiments. After a day of testing, you would be thrown back into your cramped concrete cage and left to wake up, the state of consciousness bringing with it the pains, cuts and bruises inflicted on you by the White Coats.
Skye had known this painful routine for so long, it took him a long time to grasp freedom when it finally came.

He had spent his life in the same room, with three ((Subject to change))other children with the same mutation as him.
He had never thought that other children with different mutations might live in rooms similar to his all throughout the school.
So he was pretty shocked when the time came to escape and a band of mutated children burst into his rooms one night, unlocking the cages with the computer in the corner and ushering him out, practically pulling him through doors and never-ending halls, taking his room mates with them.
That night- a strange girl with long brown hair and gills explained to him- the entire school was in revolt.
The white-coats had been overthrown and the 15 or so mutant teenagers were escaping.
Skye got a wonderful feeling in his chest when he remembered that night. The beautiful night when he saw the sky for the first time, met the rest of his 'family' and escaped, finally, from the pain of the School.
Nowadays though, the novelty had worn off slightly.
Perhaps he was just getting used to life without the School but in any case, the life he had been thrown into was not that different to his old one.
Skye and his 'family' were constantly on the move, hiding running, flying or even fighting in the scary outside world against the forces that would put them into captivity again.
The original 15 had split up over the weeks, into small intimate groups of roughly the same mutation with one teenager, a sort of leader watching over them all.

((Phew, that was a lot in one go )

[MysticDreamer543]

(Sweet! Alright, I'll post my intro later today. Gotta think of one. )

[MysticDreamer543]

(Sorry if it's not all that good. I couldn't think up a good name with 4 letters, so... Is it alright if my character's name has 5 letters? I could change it if it's a problem...)

A pair of icy blue eyes scanned the area for oncoming enemies, such as Erasers or White Coats. Nobody seemed to be coming. A silent sigh escaped a pair of pale pink lips. A strand of brown hair fell in the young female's face, which she quickly brushed behind her ear.

The girl looked to be normal enough. At the age of twelve she seemed to be quite tall for her age; being around five feet five inches. Her light blue tipped brown hair was pulled back into a ponytail to keep out of her eyes. She wore a black long sleeved shirt which had a few rips here and there; nothing revealing or anything like that since she had a smaller white T-shirt underneath, and a pair of black ripped jeans. Her originally white sneakers were stained black from constantly running and walking. Yep, a completely normal pre-teen girl.

At least, she would be if she had not a pair of rather large wings on her back.

A pair of large rips through both shirts revealed a pair of black feathery wings on her back. She had a wingspan of around ten or fifteen feet; she couldn't remember. When both wings were outstretched, they revealed a pattern, which was hard to see unless you were close to her. The pattern was of a navy blue heart. Also, these wings were no normal wings (aside from growing out of a human being). All the others that she knew had hawk, eagle, or some other kind of bird-like wings. Hers were a pair of angelic wings; black and navy blue.

Yes, there were others like her. To some extent, anyway.

Her forearm was imprinted with an identification code; which she and all the other survivors of that wretched School had. Hers read 06K9A45Y01LA. When the numbers were taken out, it read 'Kayla,' which was her name.

Her body was covered with scars old and new; most from the School, where she grew up, and a few from fighting the Erasers or other enemies.

Kayla glanced around at the people who she traveled with. The ones whom she called her 'family,' since she never had a real one. "It seems to be safe; no enemies in sight."

She sat down and sighed. Was this what everyone called 'freedom'? It didn't feel like it. The 'freedom' she had heard about was doing anything that one desired and never having to fight to survive, never running from anything or anyone. This... This hardly felt like freedom. Always having to fight, struggling to survive, always having to run or fly to get away from enemies; never staying in one place.

Sometimes... She wondered if she should have stayed back at the School. At least there she would be given food (though it was never good) and shelter from weather... No. What was she thinking?! ANYWHERE was better from that place. She wasn't sure if she could live through another one of those horrid 'tests'. That revolt had come just in time, in her opinion.

Though... This wasn't the freedom she had dreamed of. "I'm a prisoner of my own little world," she would often say. Even in her dreams she was trapped somewhere... Was she destined to be trapped in something for all of eternity?

She glanced at Skye. The guy she looked up to; idolized. She wasn't sure why, exactly; she just did. Completely normal for someone to look up to someone, right? "Are we... Safe? For the moment, anyway..."

(oO; JEEZ, THAT WAS LONG! Sorry about that. Couldn't bring myself to stop for some reason oO)

[Kez]

((Woah, that was a great intro! D
Don't worry about the 5 letters thing, I wasn't making a rule when i said 4. Your name can have 4-7 letters in it.
Everyone who joins in the future: Try to be as creative as possible, it's fun having wierd names
Does anyone mind if i double? (Have more than one character)
It's just that I don't want Skye to be a leader as he's pretty shy (The strong and silent type and if no one else want's to make the leader I could.))

[MysticDreamer543]

(^^ Thanks!

Go right ahead and double! I don't mind! ;D)

[Kez]

((I'm so sorry about not replying, I've been really unwell for a while and just can't rouse myself to write hardly anything remotely creative. ))

[MysticDreamer543]

(Aww. It's okay. I feel the same way. And I'll be gone for a whole week next week, so I probably won't be posting a lot, either... You're not alone! x3)

[Kez]

((Well, have a good time wherever you're going. I will probably have a reply posted by the time you get back, I was feeling a little better today so things are looking good )

[MysticDreamer543]

(That's good! =D Today... Wasn't a very good day for me. I'll just leave it at that.)

[Kez]

Skye was a little uncomfortable as the young girl spoke to him, he had never been someone who enjoyed taking the limelight. He glanced at Fyla (8F72Y043L36A) the tall short haired brunette standing beside him and deflected the question
"Fy?"
Fyla was gazing into the horizon, glaring at it in fact.
She turned to Skye and Kayla, "For the moment, yes."
She realized that she was still glaring and softened her facial expressions
"We're not in danger anymore. I think we lost them over the lake, they couldn't keep up in that trash pile of a chopper"

Skye felt himself relax.
Whilst Kayla seemed to look up to him, EVERYONE looked up to her.
She was the leader, the one that they all depended on to help them. Skye felt bad about it sometimes.
He didn't like leading everyone so wouldn't enjoy being in her position. She seemed to thrive on it though. While Skye was quiet and subdued, she was outspoken and feisty.
When he would shy away from a potentially violent situation, she would confront it head on and beat the crap out of it.

Fyla turned from the edge of the cliff and ushered her flock together.
"Right everyone, we're in the clear for the moment but we can't stay here. How about we scout around for a while to see if we can find somewhere to settle for the night. It's getting pretty late, we should pick up something to eat as well."

Skye cleared his throat and spoke,
"I um...saw a load of trees to the east..."
He pointed into the distance and the group noticed the small clump of forest.
"Oh, perfect!"
Fyla smiled at him, "Thats not far from the nearest town either, we could pick up something to eat and settle there for the night. Anyone object?"
She glanced around at the group.

((I finish there for you to comment if you wish )

[MysticDreamer543]

(Mm'kay! ^^ I'll post tomorrow... Gotta think about what to write tonight... Writer's block xX)

[Kez]

((Hello?))

[hermitcrab1112]

Ooc;;
Thinking about joining......Kez, if you don't want to do two characters I could be Fyla.

[MysticDreamer543]

(So sorry for the wait. Insane writer's block...)

Kayla slowly shook her head. At the moment, food and rest sounded like Heaven! Even if it meant eating garbage and sleeping for a couple of hours on the ground. And what was even better than that was the fact that they were safe! It may have been for a few moments, it may have been for a few hours, but she didn't care at the moment.

Hearing a low growling sound, Kayla looked around. It took her a moment to realize it was her stomach that was making the sound. "Uh... Heh heh... Guess I'm hungrier than I thought..." She said quietly to herself, a light blush creeping up to her cheeks. "Sorry about that..."

(Meh. Short. Can't think. Sorry.)