*2001*

School was boring as usual. We worked on maths, reading, and Jade brought the snack, they were muffins. Muffins are really good, especially with chocolate-chips. We also colored and played football, which was tons of fun. But now that school is done with for the day, I get to go home and watch cartoons and eat my mum's chicken-noodle soup, it is delicious.
BANG!
I heard a really really loud noise. I ran as fast as I could, which is not that fast because I'm not the fastest in school. I kept hearing the really loud noises, so I kept running no matter how tired I got.
Once I got home, many police men and big trucks were surrounding it. I didn't even notice I was crying until I stopped running. Then I saw her.
Mum was lying down with blood all over her clothes and face.
"Mum!" I cried out to her hoping she'd wake up and hear me and tell everything was going to be good.
But she didn't. She didn't even look at me. She was just loaded into the ambulance, and taken away.
"Mum!" I yelled, trying to chase the ambulance. I was ready to fall on the ground and cry, but I have to keep running for Mum. I ran as fast as I could for a long time until someone pulled the collar of a my shirt. My feet weren't touching the ground anymore as a big hand covered my mouth as I screamed and cried for my Mum. The owner of the big hand threw me in the back of a big dark green truck, as he tied my hands and feet together and put tape over my mouth.
I was scared. Then the car started moving, and I didn't know what to do so I cried.
After sometime driving, I was taken to a large building that the man quickly carried me inside of, I was too scared to move.
"I found the perfect one Doris for experiment 4703!" the man yelled holding my up to a lady at a desk. The lady smiled at me and said, "Great bring him into Room 896". The man nodded and took me to a room with white walls and white floors. I was then strapped into this weird chair, it was weird because it was like a laying-down chair, and my face was looking at the floor.
I heard someone else walk in and it sounded like they were cutting something. My legs soon felt very cold. They were cutting my clothes! I started crying harded as the person cut my shirt. Once my shirt was cut off, I heard someone else walk in.
"Is the client ready?" a woman asked.
"Yes Ida, he's prepared." a man said.
Suddenly I felt something wet like a sponge on my back. Before I knew it I felt this horrid pain on my back. I was screaming through the tape.
"I don't think he likes shots" the woman said.
"Doctor?" another woman came in asking.
"What Doris?" the man asked.
"Mr. Vice is coming to see experiment 4703." the woman, named Doris, responded.
"Might as well get this over with." the man said.
"Are you crazy? The numbing probably hasn't fully settled yet." the other woman yelled.
"Ida, we either do it now or lose our jobs." the man yelled.
It was quiet for a bit, then I felt something going over my back. It was cold and small. Then I felt something warm and watery on my back. Then before I knew it, something was placed on my back. Then a smaller cold thing kept swishing back and forth on my back.
"I did it! I made the first Angel-Hybrid!" the man yelled happily.
"Doris!" he yelled "Doris! Bring in Mr. Vice!"
After a few moments, I heard two people's foot steps.
"Mr. Vice, I am proud to introduce you to the very first Angel-Hybrid!" the man shouted.
There was a very quick moment of silence,before a new man's voice started speaking.
"That's it?" he asked.
"What do you mean Mr. Vice?" the man asked.
"This is a huge disappointment I was expecting more. I am going to have to stop my donations to the 4703 experiment." Mr. Vice said.
"But you're the only contributer." the man said.
"Than looks like this boy is one of a kind." Mr. Vice spoke before leaving.
I was confused on this entire "hybrid" thing, so I looked behind expecting something. And I saw a really big wing on my back and started screaming at the top of my lungs. One if the women came over to me.
"165998 please calm down." she nicely spoke to me.
"What's that?" I whimpered.
"What? 165998?" she asked.
I nodded in response.
" That's your name." she said.
"But my name is Harry." I cried out.
"Not anymore." she said sadly.

Notes

So I tried writing in the POV of a five-year-old boy. I don't think it worked very well, but it gives a decent enough Intro.

I wanted to try something new and a bit dark.

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