Ziv's Backstory Chapter 3

I cried for hours and hours and finally, a light came in through the door.

"Ziv? Sweetie?"

I looked up to see my mother. The only person I really trusted and loved. And from how she treated me, it seemed like she actually loved me too.

"I'm getting you out of here, Ziv. You've already spent fourteen years here. You don't deserve any more. Me and you are going to be happy from now on, okay?" She said while picking the lock of my cage door.

I nodded, relieved that I was getting out of this place. Maybe my life wouldn't suck for much longer.

She broke the lock and the cage door swung open. I crawled out and into my mother's arms, smiling and hugging her tightly. I loved her and she loved me, and we were going to be together forever. She hugged back tight, carrying me out of the room and down the corridor. We made sure to be very quiet.

"Now Ziv," she whispered, "We're going to go to the roof and you're going to have to run as fast as you can."

I gave a determined nod and looked up. Almost there. Just up the stairs and we'd be there.

She tiptoed up the stairs, completely silent.

...Footsteps. We gotta hurry up and go.

My mom must have heard them too, because she began to stiffen and walk a bit quicker. She opened a door and we were on the roof.

"Hurry! Run! Someone's coming!"

"Mom, I gotta fly. I'll carry you, it's fine!"

She hesitated, but before she could do anything, there were snarling men on our tails.

The guards.

I grabbed my mom's hand, beginning to run and flap my wings. As soon as I could get off the ground, I felt a tug on my shirt. My wings folded in.

"Trying to run away, are we?" A guard growled in my face.

He shoved me against the ground hard, and I felt something crack. I winced in pain, trying to get away. In the corner of my eye, I saw a guard holding my mother's shirt collar. She was crying, looking at me.

"DON'T TOUCH HER. DON'T EVEN LAY A FINGER ON HER." I shouted, almost forgetting about my own pain.

The guard smiled at me and began to push her. "Am I making you mad?"

"GET OFF OF HER." I gnarled angrily.

He pushed her to the ground.

Big mistake.

I kicked the guard hard who was holding me down in the face, blood running out of his mouth. He flipped back, shocked. "You don't touch my mom." I punched him hard, making his head twist around and he flopped to the ground. He hit the back of his head really hard. He was obviously unconscious.

I glared at the other guard, who I could have sworn was scared half to death. The look on his face almost made me laugh.

"You're next."

And with that, the guard ran away, terrified. I smirked, proud of myself.

Too soon. Now I was surrounded by scientists. They were carrying me and my mother away.