You stare up at the screen, disbelief filling your head. What kind of place was this? With questions coursing through you, you decide to hit another button.

-FLICK-

And the screen changes once more.

Entry #1: Small female krawk found in a nest within the Haunted Woods. Parents were not spotted, but another krawk, thought to be an older sibling was faught off during capture. This young female was brought back to the lab base and stamped with the number 756278.

Entry #2: After having the young krawk under our care for a few weeks now it has been noticed that she seems to have some sort of power. Her scales have molted into a darker grey and she seems to be growing a set of wings. These of course, will have to be trimed and cut.

Entry #3: This krawk has turned out to be some discovery! Although her wings have been clipped, it appears she can still fly. How she is able to do this we are still unsure. Special chains will be attached to her wrists and ankles to prevent any escapes. She seems friendly enough but could be potentially dangerous.

The entries continue on and on, and with no sense of time you read through them, one by one. You feel yourself feeling more and more sorry for the young krawk as you read about her years spent in the laboratory. All of her clippings, drugs, tests, and beatings. Finally, with a sigh, you come down to the last entry..

Entry #3124: Subject #756278 (Tasiis) has recently been making odd crying noises at night. The computers have been acting up and the lights have flickered nonstop. There's no question that something is wrong.. and after the years her powers have become to powerful for our controll. We can only hope things will get better.

THE MEETING

-crash-
You wheel around at the sound, immediately distracted from your reading. 'Hello?' you call out in panic, 'Who's there?' Slowly and cautiously a set of eyes creep around from behind a row of cages. Glowing in the darkness, they stare at you with fear.
Hello?' is all you can manage to say, being caught offguard and feeling frozen in your place. After another moments silence, you find the willpower to calm yourself and walk closer, straining to see who or what has also found themselves in this particular run-down lab. Eventually the creature's ellusive body moves out from behind the cages and brings itself into an upright position.
Hello..' the creature says back, her voice almost a whisper.
Who are you?' you call out again, now eager to know the stranger's name.
T-Tasiis..' she replies as she steps into the flickering light revealing her slender krawk-like body with scales of a dark grey, two wings (both plucked), and the tattooed number on her wrist reading 756278.

She keeps her distance but eyes you constantly, ready for any move you might try to make. 'I see you've been reading about me?' she said, a slight humor in her voice. 'I've never agreed with violence...but those humans got what they deserved. And THOSE things..' she said, nodding towards the computers lining the back wall. 'They don't tell half of what happened..'

Her Story

Well..my brother and I were born to a handsome krawk couple.. I couldn't tell you their names or even what they looked like. I hatched into a world with only my brother there to guide me. I'm sure he could tell you loads about our heritage..but as for me, I know nothing about my family, besides him. We lived, though, a perfectly normal life until those people found our nest. They were intrigued by us.. and my brother, with his amazing ability caught their attention. It didn't take them long.. they set fire to the surrounding trees and distracted my brother as they threw a net over myself. I remember being panicked..but then everything went black.
I woke up in a cage..in this very lab. I was young and scared.. they did things to me that you couldn't imagine.. and I took it.
After a while, I started to feel a strange power within myself.. I turned out to be like my brother, I had inherited our family's magic. Still to afraid to use it.. I tried to hide it.. but you can't hold back such powers. When held up to long, the pressure of it all builds up inside ones self, and it'll explode at the worst times. Everytime I felt scared, or angry, or even sad.. my magic would break out of me. The computers would act up, the lights would flicker, things would float, and on occasion the building would shake as if a monster rattled it's foundation.
Finally, THIS happened.. the humans were taking me in for another test and I boiled with rage as the stuck me with their needles and prodded me with their instruments. I let myself go, and the next thing I know.. the compters are raging with static and a force from myself blasts in every direction. Several of the walls collapsed, their instruments lay broken, and the humans had died.
I regret killing them, as I told you before I do not agree with violence. I am happy however that the others are free, and I, myself can get back to living once more.

LIVING ON THE OUTSIDE

I find life on the outside rather hard after growing up within the concrete walls of the lab. Unlike one who lives in the wilderness, I have not built up a strong immunity to outside diseases or even common colds. I have horrible allergies, and feel simply awful half the time. Escaping from my prison seems to be both a blessing and a curse in this way.
My other difficulties are meeting others. I've really no clue how to interact with others and I suffer a studdering problem when I'm nervous or scared. I feel awkward with others and also fear for their safety.. for I have yet to master my powers and even I can not guess my true potential.
For now I wander the woods alone with a small creature with whom I grew fond of in the lab.

Side Note: As Tasiis mentioned she suffers from allergies frequently. She also catches colds quite easily due to her weak immune system. She also suffers from a constant paranoid state. This results in odd body twitches when in a social interaction. Tasiis has also been known to have a dual personality. When threatened or angry she becomes purely instinctual and is most dangerous in this mindset. Is as if she forgets who she is and takes on the mind of a mass murderer. This dual personality is rare, and she is completely unaware of it.

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