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She remembered it to well. Losing her mom. The blood, the screams, the anger.

"I'm only 6." said the roadrunner softly, knowing it was a lie. Since that night, she had never been 6 again. "I can't do this." the blond hair fell over her face. Its pony tail holder falling apart. Her blue and purple feathers seemed to glow. "I shouldn't." but that didn't matter. What mattered was that she had taken a knife and drove it threw his heart... with her mind. She wasn't normal. She never would be. The girl looked at a picture she had taken from her home. it was of her mom, a purple roadrunner, with a blue and purple roadrunner. She always knew it was her dad, though her mom would always say,

"Don't ask Heather! I never told him about you." That was her life. Her mom working all the time to pay for the crumby apartment, while Heather went to school and surpassed her teachers, always thirsty for knowledge. She had finished school last year, and was furious she couldn't go to university. The last thing she had told her mom was she hated her.

"I didn't mean it." said Heather, crying. "I didn't mean it!" She curled up and cried for a long time. Then she stood and said, "I'll find my dad. I hope."
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9 years Later

Her mom was lying there when she got home from cooling off her temper. Heather screamed. Blood surronded her mother. Half of her side was missing.

"Mom!" Heather said, falling to her knees beside her. Her mom tried to speak but only a soft gush came out of her mouth... then no more. Heather cried out as she saw her moms eyes cloud. "Mom! Don't-"

"Hello." said a voice. Heather jumped up, using her inherited speed. "Well, well well." It was Jumper one of Raphies men. "How are you? Upset about your mommy-wommy?" he laughed and held his knife out. "Don't worry, you'll join her soon." Heather screamed at him, in anger and in fear. Jumper laughed, but froze. His knife had ripped out of his hand and stabbed itself into his heart. Then it yanked itself out and repeated its stabbing. "oh..."


15-year-old Heather woke screaming her head off. Long gone were her doubts and fears. Her hair had been cut short and dyed black. Her bottom beak was pierced and she had a gun next to her. Heather turned her head and began puking. Two hands grabbed her head and held it still over the bucket they had shoved under her earlier.

"Thanks." said heather gruffly. She turned to see her travaling companion 8 year old ANgel. Or thats what Heather called her. She had no name.

"No problem." said ANgel softly. She was an anthro rabbit with blond hair and grey fur. Her hair was just long enough to be in a pony tail. The two white wings that had given her her name were folded agaisnt her back. "You okay Heather?" Heather nodded, then stood and grabbed a towel , and whiped her face.

"Lets start the day." She got moved around and got her stuff, her jacket and her belt. Angel dressed in her catsuit and her boots. Two guns were on her hips. "No guns." Heather said, grabbing them. ANgel pouted but didn't say anything. "Move."

"Yes Ma'am." said Angel, quickly leaving. After snatching her jacket and pulling it over her shoulders, hidding her wings. Heather followed her and then hugged her head. "Thanks."

"Lets get some food."


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Angel watched Heather as she bickered with an old woman. They were half hidden from the outside world, which was good. A gang war had broken out across the city. A big one. Everyone was sucked in to it. So ANgel and Heather hid during it.

Angel was worried about heather, thoughshe wouldn't say so. She knew Heather had a cold heart and would growl about it. Heather had saved her from the labratory, and ANgel wanted to save her from her sadness. She felt a bond with Heather. After all they had no idea who they were related too. Heather had the picture and Angel had the information that a criminal named Otto the odd had sent DNA to the lab, which they used to make her. She had learned they also used egal DNA to make her wings.

"Angel?" said Heather in her tone of voice that said, Listen-To-Me-NOW! "Are you home?" Angel shook herself and saw the food Heather offered her. A hotdog. She grabbed it, muttering her thanks and began to eat it.

Heather kept an eye on her surrondings and watched Angel with the other. She would never say so, but ANgel was like her sister to her. She seemed to share her soul. After all, they both searched for thier familys.

Angel noticed a branded R on her hand. She sighed. Raphie had been a buisness owner who had given her mom some money. But he had been a gang lord as well. He hjad demanded payment and her mom paid slowly, hoping to be able to make it... but she didn't. she was killed and Heather was alone. Forever. or maybe not. ANgel was a pest or so she tried to convince herself to believe but she was a good girl. she didn't want to lose her. Thats why she didn't tell her who her 'parents' were.

"Hey!" ANgel said, pointing down a alley, were some anthros were getting beat up... dumbies. This is a war of anthro gangs and human gangs. You can't walk around without a weapon. "Aren't those the Loonatics?"
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 HUGS TO ALL WHO GUESS! ANd cookies. :)


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I blamed it on the dog...

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I read some of this on DA.

It's interesting.

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