"Wheeeeeeeee!" I exclaimed as Fang flew me above the clouds. He held onto my hips tightly, and I stretched my arms.
"Having fun?" He asked, looking down at me.
"Much!" I yelled over the wind.
"Lets make it más fun!" He shouted over the wind.
"Wait wh-" I started, then my eyes as he released my hips. I smirked and tucked my arms por my side, diving down beneath the cloud. I closed my eyes, snapping out my wings. I let out an oof!, it felt like my wings were being torn off. Note to self: No sudden unfurling. I opened my eyes, and swooped up, joining Fang above the clouds. Our wings stroked in union, we were just far enough, that they only brushed tips. I looked over at him, smiling like an idiot. His large wings stroking powerfully, the sun making the purple tint even más beautiful. Wow, Im starting to scare myself here... He looked over.
"We gonna try it? o are tu gonna chicken out again?" He shouted over the deafening wind, grinning. I rolled my eyes.
"Lets do it!" I excliamed. Now, readers, prepare for the most awesome thing tu will ever read....

Fang dived, I followed, so we were face to face. We tucked in our wings, and grabbed each others hands. Our arms outstretched, we spun, rocketing down towards earth. We finally broke apart, spreading our arms like wings, then unfurling the real ones. We angled them and swooped apart, then rejoined, back to back. Our wings touched, then we blured away from each other. Hair whipping my face, tears induced por the wind, and my wings working like machines, I dived, did a flip, then tucked in my wings. Laying on the air, falling, I waited for my winged father to catch me. Finally, he caught me. Since Im genetically enhanced, I weight about ninety nine pounds, still a load for flying.
"Well. That was fun." I shouted calmly over the wind.

"Yep." He yelled over the wind. I slipped out of his arms, then opened my wings.
"Oh....no...." I muttered, my eyes widening. I forgot to flap for a couple seconds, then reality kicked in. A new experiment...

"We have company!" I yelled, pulling the swords from the sheaths under my shirt, designed to be useful, and not bothersome to my wings. Fang had already grabbed the collar of my shirt, and blurred off.
"Woah! What!?" I shouted.
"Bad news." Is all he said. I hung...


Sucky, I know.