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Alex Galet: The Experiment					      
Now, that you have started reading this book, you will become part of what I have and always will go through. Hold on to your hats because it‘s time to fly.
	It was 2050, in Wisconsin, and I was a young girl, only thirteen, and was playing with my friends. I had a horrifying accident which changed my life… forever. My name is Alex Galet and this will be my experiment. 
	Let me start where it all began. I was playing soccer with my friends, Emily, Misty and Kat.
	Emily was the brains of the bunch. She has blue eyes and blonde hair. She wore glasses and had little freckles. Misty was I guess you could say was the calmed and the worried type. A lot of times she was calm but other times she could get very, very worried. Like when she heard her cat had cancer. Misty has green eyes, and a light, blue dyed hair. And Kat, well, Kat was the silent one and only yelled when worried, when she needed to yell or absolutely couldn’t hold it in. She had black hair and always wore black, white, or any dark clothes except for when she had to wear her red soccer uniform.
	We were practicing for the big game on Thursday night. Emily passed the ball to me, and when I tried to pass it back I slipped. But, that wasn’t the accident that hurt me the most. Trusting my instinct, I got up and ran backwards to catch it before it went into the road. Instead of catching it, I mistakenly ran into the double stop sign. It wobbled like it usually did which happened every time usually one us hit it in practice, twice a day. I fell after doing a hard slam into the rock solid stop sign. Strangely, it wobbled more than usual. This meant it wasn’t secure. I was shocked when I realized it was going to fall straight onto my legs. But I couldn’t get myself to budge them.
	Emily started to yell, “Alex, get out of there! Your legs will be crushed and you are the best member on the team! You have to move!”
	“I… I can’t get myself to move!” I yelled back because she wouldn’t be able to hear me at normal voice. 
	Misty and Kat just made a worried face and stared from each other then back to me. Misty began, “But you have to…”
	BOOM!		
	Misty didn’t finish her sentence in time.
	When the dust cleared all I could hear was my own screaming in agony and pain. I could see them saying, “Are you okay”, “This doesn’t look good”, “Will she have to get a fake leg?” They were terrified and so was I. When the ambulance arrived, I felt weak.
	My parents and friends met me at the hospital. Soon Doctor Monsoon came in with a report. “Could the children please step out?” Emily, Misty, and Kat all stepped out with a treacherous worry upon their faces, and they had a right to be worried. Once they left, Doctor Monsoon began to talk again. “She is in critical condition. I am afraid our medical utilities cannot help her. There are three ways to save her life, but I warn you, one is EXTREMELY risky.”

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	“What are they, Doctor Monsoon?” Mother asked with deep worry in her voice, still trying to mop up the tears and fear from her eyes.
	“One is removing the leg. Number two is to surgically install a metal or fake leg. And the most risky, but it has many, many benefits, is DNA transfusion.” Doctor Monsoon said it with the calmest voice he could get out. But as soon as he said number three, we could see the worry in his eye. “DNA transfusion has a ninety percent chance of success. But if you do live, you will be sore for at least two or three weeks as your bones thin out and you grow some new bones, skin, and other things depending on which animal you may choose. So far we have two successful types of animals you can choose from. One is avian or bird. The other is Lupine or wolf. With avian you get more control of your new body, feelings, attitude, and you are able to fly. In the lupine option, you get more of a bloodthirsty attitude. You would see it as learn fast or die. Both of them give you more strength, speed, survival skills, sight, internal direction, and fighting skills. Plus, they increase the healing speed of your body by sixty percent. The down falls are that if anyone found out whom you did not trust you might be wanted as a military weapon or be placed in a zoo. But, either way you have a high chance of living and still being able to play soccer after a few weeks or so. Removing the leg or installing a fake or metal leg would make it so you would not be able to play soccer again. I will leave for you to talk it through.” The doctor walked out of the room.
	“I believe we should go with plan three.” said Father.
	“As do I. You love soccer and you have a high chance of living with option three, and did you hear all those huge benefits? By the way, I would go with the bird DNA.” Mother said to Father and me. 
	“I agree with you both and plan three. And I will go with the avian DNA like mom wanted. I can’t imagine what it would be like to fly. Everyone would be envious of me but… if I don’t trust them, or if they are bullies, I could get locked in a zoo or made into a military weapon. But I agree, number three is our most reliable and exciting option.” 
	“Okay,” Mother said. “Doctor Monsoon?”
	“Yes,” he said as he walked through the door.
	“We decided to go with plan three,” Mother said with a calm, sophisticated voice tone.
	“Very well, we shall begin the procedure at six o’ clock tomorrow morning. See you then.” And Doctor Monsoon left the room with leaving Misty, Emily, and Kat to come in.
	Kat started first, “Did he give you options? What is your condition? And, if he gave you options what were they?”
	I just said, “Yes, he gave me options, I am in critical condition, and the options were removing the leg, surgically implanting fake leg, or complete DNA transfusion.”
	“Which did you…? DNA transfusion?!” Even though Emily was the brains, she always has some sort of question that must be answered. “What do you mean by that?”
	“It is difficult to explain. I guess they infuse my DNA with avian or lupine genes. I am choosing avian, or bird in other words.”
	“With that choice will you be able to fly. Right?” asked Misty.
	“I believe so, after my bones grow thin enough after a few weeks. I am sad that I may miss the big game but I will be stronger and faster for the other games,” I replied in response, starting to feel better with the choice already. And with that my FIRST day at the hospital was over. But I feared that at the moment, it was only the beginning.
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	“Ugh… it is five in the morning. Why can’t I sleep? Am I worried about this and that is keeping me up or am I excited about this and that I might be another reason why I can’t sleep?” I was still in the hospital lying in my bed with my parents sleeping next to me. It would be about thirty more minutes, then they said they would wake up. 
Thirty minutes later...
	RING! RING! RING! Mother’s phone went off. I swear it was so loud. I thought the entire hospital would wake up. Mother and Father sat up fast. Most likely in 2.1 seconds they were straight up. That has to be a record.
	They gave me pat on the back. I gave them my innocent eyes and they just smiled. Very soon, I could be getting wings. I would be able to fly, fight, and survive in the wild on my own. I would have an internal direction. What is that anyway? I would have to ask the doctor about that. I am guessing it is your body telling you which way you are facing. Or maybe I can tell where I am heading and my body will know when it is there.
	Click… the door opened and Doctor Monsoon walked in. “How is everyone? It is about five minutes until the procedure will begin. So I must take Alex Galet to the operating room.”
	 We took one said goodbye and they took me for my DNA transfusion.
Three corridors down….
	“Ha! Ha! That silly doctor didn’t tell them that she was a guinea pig for a DNA Transfusion Experiment. Everything that silly doctor said was an estimate, a guess. None of what he said was certain. So he either doesn’t know or he is a part of the experiment.” A tall dark man was standing in the shadows, watching me roll down the hall in the gurney. 
					
	At first I thought I was going to freak out when they put the anesthetic mask on me, but I didn’t. I just got numb and drifted to sleep (I was really unconscious.)
	When I woke up I was with my parents in my hospital room. My body felt different.
	“The doctor said it was a complete success,” Mother said. I started to move my toes. No, pain! “The doctor also said that as soon as it was fused, the leg healed itself not completely but enough to walk. He said not to though not until your transfusion is complete. For now, you will stay in the hospital for observation. They will tell you when you are ready to leave. The doctor said because of how fast your body reacted to the healing part of the fusion, that it should take at least two or three weeks. We have to go now and let you rest, but your father, your friends, and I will stop by at times.”
	“Okay, Mom,” I said with another one of my innocent smiles.
	Two weeks passed by really fast. All I did was sleep, eat, watch television, and relax. Unfortunately, the next day was one week before our next big championship soccer game. I didn’t think I’d get to play. But today, when my Mother, Father, Emily, Misty, and Kat were visiting me. They saw something on my back.
	“What is that?” Emily asked.                                                                                                                                                 P.4
	So I extended them. So they could see all of my… wings. At first they could only see the top rim of my graceful wings. They were brown, like my hair, with white ends, like my gray eyes. “They’re my wings,” I said with a cheerful smile. All of their mouths were wide open. “You should close your mouths before you catch a fly in there,” I managed to say without bursting out laughing. 
	Just then, the nurse walked in and saw my wings. “Doctor Monsoon! Doctor Monsoon! Look at this!”
	“Yes, what is…? Oh my, gosh! It was a truly magnificent success!” said Doctor Monsoon, in blurting out his excitement. A lot of the doctors came to the door with a huge gasp as soon as they saw me. “This was the perfect specimen! I told you!”
	Specimen? What is he talking about? Was I a test guinea pig?! Time to find out, I thought.
	“Yo!” I stood up on my bed and jumped high with a double flip and landed it. “Did you guys call me a specimen?!”
	“Well she is healthy enough to go,” one of the doctors murmured.
	“Well, um… you see we have tried others and they have failed miserably. They had the same critical condition as you. So we wanted to give it another try. When we transfused the DNA, your body reacted quite faster than the others. That pointed out that you could have been the one who we have been waiting for, for over fifty years. And you have proved you are ready to go. When you leave you will not have to pay because of what we have put you through and that you have proved that this technique can save lives of over a million kids and adults. The door is there. Be happy and free.” Doctor Monsoon looked pleased, but you could see a tiny bit of worry in his eye.
	We left the room with me behind my parents. “Wait a second!” Doctor Monsoon called out. “Do not let anyone else see them or you could be doomed.” 
	That’s when it hit me. School was starting in two weeks, and I had signed up for gym for the entire year. But, that was before the accident, and what we just found out: I was an experiment. My thoughts raced to gym. When I get to class I will have to get undressed and people will see my wings, and, that is not including soccer. It will be okay. I thought trying to calm my mind. Just go in the bathroom to change. I can wear a jacket during class so no one notices the bumps on my shirt. The more hiding the merrier, right? They will take pictures and then, hello zoo. 
	A week later and it was the game. Emily, Misty and Kat checked me over to be sure no one could see my wings. My friends had decided to look around to make sure no one was looking while I am changing. That bathroom thing wasn’t the best strategy. My wings kept popping out. Not long after the game, which we won, we got dressed back into our usual, everyday clothes. That is when everybody was looking at me cause I got the winning goal and they noticed how much faster and stronger I had gotten. I couldn’t get dressed. Next thing I knew, some girls on my team named Jess, Mia, and Kaila came up to me and started to ask me questions, starting with Jess, “How did you get so strong so fast?”By the way, they call themselves the pop girls. Jess is the leader of what I like to call the Bully Club; Mia and Kaila are the Backups. They just help bully people.
	What am I going to say? She’s a bully to me, I thought, scared out of my mind. I didn’t trust her. 
	You might be wondering: Why didn’t I trust her? The answer was simple: Like I said she bullied me and other kids. By the way, I despise bullies so much. I would love to round house kick her, but that would just make me a bully. I can’t tell her the truth, though, so I lie.
	“Hey!” Well that snapped me out of my thinking. “What made you get so fast and strong?”
	“Hey, what can I say? I love running and working out.” I allowed myself a little smirk. Then, I started to walk away. My friends ran to catch up as soon as they were done.
	“Hey!” Jess ran to catch up as well. “That was a total lie. I could tell. What is your secret?”                                     p.5
	Okay, really getting on my nerves here. She was getting super close. She got so close that she touched my nose. That broke my last nerve (not literally). I did a low, round house kick at the feet. I knocked her straight to the ground.
	Her friends raced to her aid. “Are you okay?” Mia said.
	School had just started and I had forgotten to bring a big coat to hide the two lumps on the back of my shirt. People were murmuring, which I could suddenly hear clearly. Some were unrepeatable. Some I could probably say. One was, “Why does she have those two big lumps on her back?” Or “What happened to her?”
	All of these made me feel down. Wait; is that Jess and her gang? Uh-oh, not good. The evil trips are here, I thought. 
	“Hey, what’s with the bulging back, Alex? Is it a secret that I, the popular girl, should know about?” Jess insisted.
	“No,” I defended.
	“Then, how about you take your shirt off?” Jess demanded.
	“No! I will show you at gym,” I said, feeling helpless. It was either I took control of the situation or everyone would see my scene underneath anyway. “I will show everyone there.” I smirked. Then I remembered I had my soccer jacket in my bag. I slid that on eventually.
	The two hours before gym were long. Everyone kept staring at me. Jess watched me like a hawk. When the bell rang for gym, I was relieved that I could get this over with.
	When I got dressed thankfully, no one looked. Not even Jess, Mia, or Kaila.
	When I went outside the dressing room to warm up in the gym, I was wearing my jacket. As soon as I got out there, the coach took my jacket, unzipped it and ripped it off. Should I mention I had cut slits in all my shirts before I went to school for my wings to be outside of my tight shirts? Shirts hurt, squeezing them. This meant it didn’t end well. 
	Everyone just stared. I was scared. At least no electronics were allowed at the school. No one could take my picture. But I jumped straight up as hard as I could and started flapping upwards.
	I sat on top of one of metal bars that supported the ceiling; “Listen I know I look different. I know I act different. We would have lost the championship if I hadn’t recovered. Because this summer, my leg got crushed. My choices were a fake leg, amputation, or DNA transfusion.  The first two, which were a fake leg or amputation, would have not allowed me to play soccer for the rest of my life. The DNA transfusion allowed me to heal sixty percent faster, and my strength, speed, sight, and so on would increase as well. It hurt for a couple of weeks, and there was a good chance survival but we went with this. Now I can fight from instinct with moves I never learned I just see them and I can do them. I can survive on my own from instinct. So please do not call the military or the zoo. I would be stuck there for life. If you really care about other classmates and their life, please step across the middle line to where I am.”
	Every classmate but Jess, Kaila, and Mia were cheering and crossing the line. The coach even came over. They urged the girls to come over, but they just left. This scared me dearly.
	When I got home, I told Mother and Father everything that happened at school. “We feared this would happen,” Mother said.
A Lab in a Desert
	“Grrrrr,” a hundred wolf and human hybrids were being assembled and were about to be released to get rid of the only successful hybrid: Me. The man who controlled them was a surviving misfit. He was accidently made half (instead of two
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 percent) wolf and half human. Although he survived, he was seven feet tall and was very, very hairy. So when he heard of me, the successful one, he got very jealous, bloodthirsty, and ruthless.
	He called the half human, half wolf hybrids “kickers” and the half human, half bird hybrids “freaks”.
	“Go, my siblings. Bring me her blood! Heh, heh, heh,” the mysterious man laughed.
Wisconsin
	“That was a blast!” I said to my friends as I came down from my flight.
	“Ahhh… I wish I could fly,” said Misty sounding ever so envious.
	“Me too,” Kat and Emily said simultaneously, which, I have to admit it was funny.
	“Hey, I know; let’s go talk to Doctor Monsoon. We can see if we can get your DNA transfused too. If you get avian you can fly with me,” I said to cheer them up.
	“Hey, I like that idea,” Emily said.
	“So do I!” Misty exclaimed.
	“I guess I have to admit, I do too,” Kat said.
	We were in an abandoned park in the middle of a forest. Outside of the forest was the road, and after that was the hospital. So we just walked over there to see the doctor.
	“Can we see Doctor Monsoon? We have an important question to ask him,” I asked the desk lady.
	“Yes, he is in his office right now. It is hall 100, on the right,” she replied.
	“Thank you,” Misty said.
	“You’re welcome, goodbye.” She waved her hand as we left.
	We arrived at Hall 100 and we looked right to left, right to left over and over. Then we found his office. 
	“Are you ready?” I asked everyone.
	“Yes,” Emily said. “But, I am worried that it is not possible.”
	“I am ready,” Misty replied to reduce her worry.
	“Let’s do this,” Kat said with a determined expression.
	Knock, knock, knock. As soon as we knocked on the door we heard Doctor Monsoon say, “Come in.”
	We walked in and I saw his expression of joy as soon as he saw me. “Wow, long time no see. How are your wings?”
	“Great. Thanks for asking. Doctor, can we ask you a question?” I asked cheerfully yet worried inside that the answer would be no and I could possibly never fly with them.
	“Of course, anything you need,” he replied, stunned.
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	“Is it possible to transfuse their DNA with avian DNA, even though they don’t have an injury?”
	“Yes, it is possible. We can get started now if you would like.”
	I took a long stare at them and they all nodded. They left while I waited. They all came out after an hour with the doctor saying, “Since they had no injuries, they can leave immediately. Now you have to wait for bones to thin out, then you can play and learn to fly.” 
	We high-fived each other, thanked the doctor and left. On the way back, I told them how to fly and how I would help them learn. We were all very excited.
A Lab in a Desert
	“Looks like our little friend has made some new targets. How fun…” said the mysterious man. “My name is Stereo! I will get my targets with ease.”
	And with that, Stereo went inside his lab and didn’t come out.
Back at Wisconsin
We arrived at my house and we came to a halt at the glass door. There was blood on it.
	“What the?” Misty said, confused.
	I heard crying from inside. My mom! “Come on, let’s go inside.”
	We crept in. Next thing we saw, I will never forget. It was my dad on the floor! He wasn’t moving. I started to panic. “Emily, see if you can feel a pulse.”
	I was praying he wasn’t dead, but it wasn’t enough. He… was… dead.
	Mother was behind the couch. “Alex? Alex, is that you?”
	 “Yeah mom, it’s me. Mom what happened here?” I questioned.
	“It… it was wolf hybrids! They attacked us. They could barely talk right, but all I could understand was, ‘Come, Alex. Come, friends of Alex. Prepare to be crushed.’” she replied, sounding terrified. “When you didn’t come they attacked us. I ran and hid but your father was too slow. They killed him.” And she started crying again.
	Next thing we heard was a huge slam on the floor. BAM! We turned around.
	“That’s… that‘s a…” Mother started but couldn’t finish because of fear.
	Emily finished for her. “Wolf hybrid.” We all gulped. We were great fighters, but my friends weren’t completely done transfusing so they didn’t have the speed, strength or fighting skills needed to defeat this thing. I couldn’t do it alone either. They had a week to go before they had the transfusion complete. Heck, their wings were still growing. They had maybe five days until completion. Great.
	I held out my hand to my mom. “Let’s find a way out of here.” She grabbed onto my hand. I yanked her up. We all started yelling to make it seem like we were attacking so the wolf hybrid would move, which, like we planned, it did right into a wall. We ran through the door got into the car and drove off. 
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	Once we arrived at a homeless shelter, we told them what happened. At first they thought we were crazy, until we showed them our wings full grown and halfway grown.
					
	We stayed at the homeless shelter for over a year. We told Emily’s, Kat’s, and Misty’s parents everything. Then, my friends and I said goodbye to my mom and their parents. We all thought it was best if we flew off (we all knew how to fly) and leave them because we had been attacked twice. Someone was trying to get rid of us kids. We learned how to hunt, fight, and survive. We were leaving for our families, to keep them safe. We flew off into the setting sun, and remembering our skills, we left. The school thought we had moved, but the enemy might have known different. We moved on and right then our journey began.