[hr][i][h1][color=Yellowgreen]Fiona Ashley Barrett[/color].[/h1][/i][hr][hider=Breton - Hours Away][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VP3-wiYYH6E[/youtube][/hider][hr]


From the inside of her cell, there was a faint flute playing.

It was beautiful, as it was the only thing that young Fiona could sneak into the prison (Painful, too. She had to transform and hide it in her shell). And it was the only thing preserving her sanity in this hell prison. Ah. Well, other things were helping her, too. Fiona longed to see the starlight again... and some day, transform back into her human form. It's been a few months since she manifested her superpowers, and turned into... this. Fiona looked down at her exoskeleton form, and shuddered a bit as she had to some day come to terms with her form. Or hope to someday turn back.

The girl peacefully sat on her bed with her legs crossed, playing the flute. Fiona started out as a Irish girl who was going to America to visit some family, then the wave hit, and she transformed into a bug. Since then, she ran away from her family, and lived on the streets until the Government picked her up, and threw her in here. With the only thing happening to her was getting prodded by scientists. It was irritating, but Fiona kept hope that she would some day return to her previous life. 

Footsteps traveled through the hall, which Fiona's hearing allowed her to easily picked up, and quickly tuck her flute away in her pants. The door opened, and two guards entered, holding assault rifles in each hand as they took position on each side of the door.

Usually, this was the part where she was given food, or experimented on. Fiona merely sighed, as she patiently waited for the guards to haul her away.

"Hello, Ms. Barrett," A doctor said as he walked into the room. "I am not here to run tests on you... so, you may ease up. I have good news, in fact."

That didn't help, Fiona merely kept her mouth (and mandibles) firmly shut.

"I wish to help people like you understand their powers... instead of keeping them locked away in here. Form a team that can potentially help the world, and change the way the Gifted are viewed."

[i]Isn't that funny? He's forming a team[/i] now. Fiona thought to herself.

"So, I'm offering to help you... if you come with me, you can live a better life."

That interested Fiona a bit. "... Do I... do I get to live outside?" Fiona asked.

"Yes, Fiona, you'll get to leave," The Doctor said. "Only if you agree."

Even if it was a lie, Fiona wasn't going to pass up the chance to leave here.

"... Yes." Fiona said.

"Good, guards, escort her topside." The Doctor nodded at the guards.

They were about to walk her out, when Fiona put out both hands. "Wait, wait, wait..." Fiona said. This was embarrassing... but, she reached underneath her bed and pulled out a grey cloak that she had in safekeeping. This was the thing that she always had the guards cart her around in. Just so nobody can see who she is. Fiona quickly put the cloak on. The cloak concealed her from head to toe, but someone could see her face if they looked hard enough. It also gave Fiona enough field of vision to at least look around.

After she put on her cloak, she was ready to go. With the guards by her sides, Fiona walked through the prison.... she couldn't help but feel a bit of sympathy for the people who were left behind. But, why, out of everyone here, was she chosen? There were so many questions, but she had to save them for later. They had been redirected to the elevator, in which she stood upon, nervously. She stared at the counter going up, and up. Every ting was the signal that she was getting even higher.... [i]Just how big is this place?[/i]

... Once the doors opened, Fiona was filled with an unfamiliar joy as the sunlight hit it.

A giggle left her lips as she realized that it was soooooo long since the sunlight had touched her. She undid her hood, and smiled as she stepped into the sunlight. She was pretty much on the verge of dropping her cloak, and dancing in joy - but, the guard bumped her on the shoulder, and pointed at the jet.

Oh. She has to get on that? Fiona was a bit more skeptical about what the doctor said. However, she merely sighed, and got aboard. Thank God she was wearing the cloak, she couldn't bare anyone seeing her like this. She hid herself in the most secluded area of the plane, but she quickly whipped out her flute, and began playing it. Quietly, however. She didn't want to attract too much attention.

Though, that would be hard with the grey cloak she's wearing.

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A [i]very[/i] long time later, and Fiona watched as the plane landed outside of a mansion. She reconsidered her stance on the good doctor when she saw the place. Maybe he's been reading too many comics, but she was willing to give the place a chance. When the doors to the plane opened, Fiona made sure to be the last one off.... and considered whether or not she was trying too hard. Right when they approached the mansion, some odd looking girl said something about getting something to eat. 

That was the thing about Fiona's power. She could hear [i]everything[/i] that was going on out here. All the chattering, and everything.

There was so much Fiona could do. From exploring the mansion... to getting something to eat as that odd girl suggested. Fiona decided to hold off on wandering the mansion, and heard that everyone was gathering in the main room. Good enough for her. 

Fiona wandered towards the foyer.