"It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend"
   -Abraham Lincoln

"Get him out this instant!" Dr.Cliff barks at the lower statused bodyguards surrounding him.

"But sir we cant..he has already given the pills and we do need this field test" says a masculine voice not looking up from the computer which showed the currents subjects internal and external status. He was one of the new aprentices He wasent allowed to watch them, only Dr. Cliff was allowed so he can make judgment and not allow the biased opinions of his colleagues get in his way. At the moment he needed help on the matter. Bitting on his tounge he glares at the male facing with the albino female.

"How dare he! I told him countless times not to interfere with my work" tightening his fists into balls he tries not to blow up in front of the others. Dr. Andrew Cliff was a elderly man at the age of 67 with no hair whatsoever on his bald head he also has light blue eyes accompanied with a puggy pale body aged with arthritis and lack of proper care. Latley he had been undergoing a lot of stress from his superiors and also the experiments themselves.

"Calm down Cliff let us just observe what will happen" a female voice speaks landing a reassuring hand on his shoulder. Cliff turns to see it was the CEO of the whole project. Lady Reign. She was a young woman with thick brown chestnut hair to her waist and green blazing emerald eyes that would strike fear in anyone's hearts, even his.

Lady Eliza Reign stood at a good length of 5'7 with sun kissed skin. She looked perfect yet the only imperfection about her was that she had a fer-de-lis sign carved on the right side of her face. It was the carving of her prestigious family. When the eldest of the family died; her father, she had taken control being the only living relative at the age of 27.

"But ma'am she is not ready to face him drug induced he will have a unfair advantage" He says eyes gleaming with fear. Fear not for the girls safety but fear for his data gained. He couldn't go on if she died. The tests and countless hours spent would be meaningless. Lilith, the butterfly was the most fascinating creation yet.

"That may be true but I've seen her hold strong in previous affairs, she will learn to adjust to the new playing field or will surely die..I would perfer the first over the latter" Lady Reign says calmly signaling to the workers to just focused on their own tasks.

"Are you planning on killing me?" I ask staring at the boy in front of me. Thomas only chuckles. This was entertaining for him.

"Maybe or maybe not depends on my mood" grinning he takes a step close looking me over. His green eye looks just like a snakes. His watch makes me feel like a mouse about to be devoured. He looked like a predator.

"Why do you let your beast side show?" I ask changing the subject hopefully buying myself more time.

Thomas stops gazing at me and looks down at the pile of dead animals. It reeked of blood and sweat in here now. My nose scrunches in disgust as I two look at them. There was an array of animals. The white wolf being the biggest one.

"Why don't you let yours show? Are you ashamed by your kind?"He looks back up something foreign to me in his eyes.

"Ashamed?" I inquire not knowing what the definition of the word is. Thomas just rolls his eyes and crosses his arms.

"Are you embarrassed of your own kind?"he says clarifying for me.

To be frank I didn't know how to answer him. I wasent ashamed of my powerful breed yet I was at the same time. My species got itself captured,they had lost the war to humans with less assets, they had gotten their children taken away. They had gotten me put in a glass cage where I am ordered to harm other living things. It seemed I was when I thought about it.

"Yes" I whisper avoiding eye contact with him. Thomas only laughs at my small reply.

"Well your the first cupcake, all the others embrace their animals side" he says between a fit of laughter. Others? Suddenly he stops stepping close to me lifting my chin up with his index finger making me look into his predator eyes.

"What is your animal?" He asks curious. I do not answer him. It is not needed information. Thomas only growls repeating his question once more. I again choose to not answer.

"I see so the little albino girl doesn't want to tell the scary snake her animal" he says licking over his lips. I nod. It is the truth after all.

"I do have ways of making you tell me you do understand that, don't you?" He says. I just stare into his eyes. I was exhausted already and getting into another fight half drugged will surely mean a death sentence. No it must be avoided at the moment.

"Butterfly" I say in a hushed tone making Thomas beam.

"A butterfly?" He let's go off my chin and looks down at the animals again. They were only an inch away from his bare feet.

"Liar" he says.

"Its the truth, would you like me to prove it?" I ask in a monotone voice. Thomas only nods and I smile. Digging into my very being I beckon for my red and white wings to show. Concentrating I shut my eyes tight for a matter of seconds until I hear rippling of cartilage in my back. My white uniform tears in the back exposing big lush butterfly wings. Days ago the very activity would hurt but now I'm used to it. The blood and wounds made when my wings show heal in a few minutes so it was no fuss.

My wings were designed in a camaflouge configuration. Four red colored eye shaped details with magnificent paint brush curls and lines. Small little specks shaped like red snowflakes were also in the mixture. Even though my bright white and red wings were appealing I  always thought my wings and body itself was useless. A albino butterfly trying to camaflouge with earth colors was ridiculous, it was asking for death. As I am at the moment showing this stranger my prized wings.

"Woah..there so-" Thomas goes to touch them but before he could the speaker starts talking again. Dr.Cliff had officially ordered us to fight. He had ordered me to die.

"Wait a sec! Let's make this fair" Thomas says eyes still looking at my fully exposed wings.

"Bring me some ambrosia" he says waiting for Cliff to obey his command. The male was very prideful indeed. Three minutes after he spoke a body guard walked in with a white hazmat suit in holding a needle filled with red liquid. Tilting my head I watch as he injects Thomas.

"Yup that's the stuff" Thomas says smiling wide.

"What was that?" I ask watching the body guard walk away now.

"Oh you'll see" he says voice sounding a little limp now. He drugged himself. He had made the gaming field even. Thomas was not a one hundred percent jerk.