Uh oh...

I ran into some trouble the other day. As you know, in order for one to survive, one must eat. In order for one to eat, they need to find food. Well, that's harder then it seems when you are, oh, I dunno, A MUTANT FREAK!!!

Sorry for the yelling, I'm just a bit peeved, ya know?

Ok, so here's what happened.

I flew down to the local Wal*Mart, right? Well once inside, wings folded in and tail in hiding, I went to the food section and grabbed a bunch of light stuff for myself to carry around and eat for the next few days. Now, granted lately I've been living off of small animals and the occasional berries and fruit, but I wanted something a little different. I wanted pop-tarts, thank you very much. Can't a strange mutant freak buy some pop tarts? Aparently not. I was checking out when the lady behind the counter asked who was paying. So I told her I was. And she told me I wasn't old enough. I'm like, "Ex-ca-use-me? I don't know about you, but I need food to survive, and this is food, and I'd like to survive." Ok, so I didn't say that. I said something a little more along the lines of, "Huh?" Yes, that's me, the brilliant, genious, ever-so-bright Saria the mutant freak. By the way, all she can say is, "Huh?" I know, I'm so smart. So the stupid lady tells me that she can't let me buy the food. So I said, "Well, then I won't pay for it." And grabbed the two bags, starting to walk to the doors. That's when security hit. You know, the ceiling at Wal*Mart is not that high, after all, and I have the bruise on my head to prove it.

Anyways, I'm gonna stick to small animals and fish from now on, because taking out a bunch of security camera's is not good for one's health, and trying to break into the security center is really hard to try to erase all of those tapes is even worse for one's health. Anyways, when you hear about the strange dragon girl assault at Wal*Mart, ignore it. I swear it never happened, *cough cough*

yup

Yup, that's right. Wings, tail, talons. I have the whole shabang. Uh, on a completely different note, it might be a B flat instead of a D sharp, what does "shabang" mean? Just wondering.

I actually don't hate having wings and a tail, or talons and a few scales, but they do earn me some funny looks. It's like, it's kinda surprising when someone goes streaking, but uh, if I went streaking, that's a whole nother story. You see, if I went streaking, you would be able to see my tail, my wings, my talons, and even the occasional scale that likes to hang around my hairline and on the underside of my arms and near the tips of my fingers, and all the other places I'd really rather not name, *cough cough*.

Anyways, I have bright purple hair. No, it's not natural, I just like the color purple because it goes well with my black scales. I like to wear clothes. You know, pieces of cloth that are sewn together to fit on a person's body. The only problem is, I have to either make my own clothes, or alter the clothes I buy. And I barely have money for either, nor the means to carry it around as I travel the world. Did you know that I can get to the East if I go West? It's strange....

Back to the topic, me. Oh wait, I was talking about me. Oops. Oh well. Anyways, I like poetry, long walks on the beach, and poking dead things with a stick. I also enjoy chopping off FlyBoy heads.

Let me explain.

I'm sure you've heard of Maximum Ride and her family. Well, imaging the scientists creating someone that's part dragon. Uh huh, they did. They first made a dragon, then they grafted his DNA into me. Mind you he was pretty messed up for a dragon. He couldn't walk, and his voice was really, really weak. I got to meet him when I was four. Then he died. Thankfully, I can use my wings, and my tail, and my talons, and I'm not very messed up. Aside from maybe the fact that I don't looked like normal people.

My goal in life is to find Maximum Ride and her flock. Mostly because they are like, the only other living expiraments who haven't been killed yet.

I bet you're wondering how I escaped. Get this: I didn't.

This whole time that the white coats have been looking for me, I've been right under their noses. I stole away into one of the Schools and have been living there since. Finally they forgot about me and I came out of hiding with a few nice, new items in my possession. Now I just travel around, hopeing one day to run into Max, Fang, Iggy and the rest.

Well, I'll keep you up to date on where I am, which I currently am not very sure of, and will get back to you later.

Saria