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Realistic or Modern Hybrids

"i am afraid I have to agree with them." Say Zack. "You would be lucky to find another pure blood that would not try to sell you off or make you their slave. And, those of you who do, are lucky to have even had parents, even if some of you despise yours. I never had the privilege." He speaks calmly, and there might be a tiny touch of hurt in his voice.
 
Zamine kept staring at his back. "there's a reason the town is called slavetown. That town even keeps human slaves, humans having human slaves. You just happen to live in a forest right around slavetown. I'm from Dexter, a town that is not allowed to break the human rights. And there, hybrids are considered humans, since they are part human. This forest isn't the whole human population. You all have been unlucky enough to be born around slavetown. Yet slavetowns seem to be spreading, its not anything new. basically right now, i can be considered a slave." Zamine said. She actually didn't know the name of the town. it wasn't slavetown, but that was just something she called towns with slaves in it.
 
"That's funny, because my old master was the governors son. And his father has hybrid slaves living in the Capitol. And I've never seen a human slave, so I don't know where you get your information. I traveled the world with my old master and I saw hybrid slaves everywhere we went. Maybe your parents lied to you. Maybe they made up a world where they could have you as theirs without any disobedience," Thia said as she stood up, her fists clenched and her eyes narrowed.
 
"You think i did nothing with my plane? Its called 'racism'. And even if my parents lied to me, hybrids are killing off any humans they see, including good ones. so that only leaves violent humans left. It's logic. And yes, i've seen many hybrid slaves. But we are part human, so if we hate humans, we basically hate ourselves."
 
"Yes, I hate the human part of me. I hate it with every fiber of my being! When I was young, I used to wish that I was just an animal. If I was purely animal, I would be treated so much better by the humans. But I am what I am and I can accept it," she said, pacing between Zamine and the others.
 
Zack keeps walking, still dragging the tied up rocky. "i'm not participating in this conversation anymore. I'll be inside if you need me." He walks away to untie rocky.
 
Snow sat silently, thinking about what she was going to do "I need to get out of here" she whispered. She had always wanted to leave and be free, but she had never done anything.
 
Tony, in his eagle form, was swooping through the sky, and landed in a tree. Red dripped from one of his wings, where a hunter had shot at him in his hybrid form, and the bullet had hit his wing. Stretching his wing out he looked at it and made a caw of pain. The bullet was wedged into his wing, and he couldn't bend it correctly to pull it out with his beak. He changed forms, and sighed, hopping down from the tree and looking around, wings hidden beneath his trench coat in a effort of hiding them, though red still dripped to the floor.


Ash woke up in a bush, curled up in her White Tiger Form. She stretched, shaking herself, and cautiously stuck her head out. Deeming it safe, Ash padded out, and wandered about, keeping out of sight at all costs
 
Aria sniffed at the air for a moment and she had smelled blood so she rushed off even it if was to any of the other's dismay or joy and she went into the forest until she came across tony and she saw the red blood dripping from underneath the trench coat and she did not bother to keep her wings hidden and they spread out as she said."Are you alright?"
 
Tony blinked at her, noticing her wings, and nodded warily, his good wing stretching out like hers, though the other only moved halfway before he winced and folded it back in, not allowing her to see the bullet, "I'm fine" He replied cautiously, not truly trusting anyone that he didn't know. For all he knew she could be luring him back to her master.


Ash padded around the bracken, hunting a squirrel who was eating a acorn. She prowled toward it, ready to pounce
 
Aria looked at him."If your wondering if i have a master than no i do not, I live in a camp with other escaped hybrids after my old master's house and fighting ring burned up in a fire and i can clearly see that you are hurt with the blood dripping quite steadily from one of your wings, So it was either a knife strike or a bullet, Correct?"
 
Tony nodded quietly, "Bullet" He mumbled to her, folding his wings neatly to his back, though his injured one he allowed to hang uselessly, the tip dragging on the floor. It hurt to keep it close to his back, and she knew he was a hybrid anyway so there was no point hiding it. He looked toward the floor, as if waiting for her to tell him off.


Ash froze as she smelt other hybrids, and cautiously left the squirrel alone, padding toward the scent, looking through a bush she noted it seemed to be a camp full of other hybrids
 
Aria walked closer to the boy and gently picked up the wing to look at it and she carefully brushed away some of the feathers so she could properly look at the wound, before she pulled out a pair of tweezers from her pocket and plucked the bullet right out of the wing then she ripped a scrap of fabric from one of her pant legs to bind the wound which has started bleeding a bit more from the removal of the bullet.
 
Tony flinched as she gently picked up his wing, not liking the contact. He made a unhappy noise as she plucked the bullet out, and bound the wound. He watched her with a cautious expression, feathers ruffled and clearly not liking the physical contact or the pain
 
Aria looked at him and nodded."I am quite sorry if that hurt but it is still better having it out and bandaged now, Right? and i did not mean to make you uncomfortable."
 
Tony nodded slightly, "It's fine....Thanks" He mumbled, watching her with his golden eyes. He folded his wings back in, feathers still ruffled, and shuffled on his feet awkwardly, then decided to ask her something, "This camp? W-Where is it?"
 
Aria smiled softly."Your welcome and it would not be very comfortable to leave your feathers ruffled like that also un-healthy, Would you mind if i fixed them for you after i show you the camp."
 
Tony blinked at her, "I uh...Its fine....I can unruffle them myself..." He mumbled, but seemed eager to see the camp. If there was more than one hybrid then maybe he could make a few friends, and in truth he hoped Aria would be his friend
 
Aria smiled."Well okay then but actual birds usually have other's help them kind of like monkeys now let me show you the camp."She walked off and smiled a bit more."My name is Aria by the way, i am a crow hybrid."
 
Tony walked after her, "I'm Tony." he replied, then continued, "I'm a Eagle Hybrid". He sounded happier than he had before, and was trying to work out how he'd sort out his feathers by himself, but he'd try at least
 
Aria giggled softly before folding her wings against her back."Good to meet you tony and i did say you would need help with your feathers."She could tell he was thinking about them and she led him into the camp which most hybrids were asleep at the moment because of it being night time.
 
Tony shrugged, "Its good to meet you too" He replied, looking around at the camp curiously. Whilst most hybrids were asleep it seemed peaceful, but he wondered what it was like in the day when they were awake
 
Aria had him sit down on a bed in a small house kind of thing then she spread out his wings and turned into a crow and she started to preen his feathers which picked out all those bad and weird bit and sorted them out.
 
Tony watched her, and shifted himself into his eagle form to make it easier for her to help. He awkwardly noted a crooked feather on one of Arias wings, and reached out to correct it so that it fell in place neatly with her other feathers
 
Aria would have smiled but at the moment she had a beak so that would not work out to well but finally she had picked out bits of under fluff and a bit of something like flea's which she threw outside at once after she got them so now his feathers were clean and nice alligned.
 

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