Okay, are you reading this? Bad idea. Now there's no going back. If you stop reading this story, there's an eighty percent chance that they will find you. This story, by me, Luke Hemmings, is now the key to your survival. OR In which Luke is a hybrid. A bird hybrid, to be exact, and he has the wings to prove it. Can he keep his secret from the rest of the band for much longer, or will he be found out and sent back to the nightmare of a lab that he was created in?