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Virgil hummed as he stood in the center of his room, silence giving way to the quiet melody.
His roommates were out shopping, they had left moments ago and it left Virgil an hour alone.
Times like this were great because Virgil could finally stretch his extra limbs. The large birdlike ones.
They were giant, black with silver flecks and purple tips. They shone when they weren't under the baggy jumpers because of the incident when he was younger.
He had been 15, only 2 years ago.
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Flashback
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They were fighting again.
Virgil was huddled in his room, cowering under the covers as he heard his name mentioned many times.
"He is dangerous!" His fathers deep voice yelled, booming around their small 3 room apartment. "We should tell the police we are caring for a freak."
"No! He's a boy, our boy!" His mother screeched, voice having risen as the argument got more heated.
It continued like this for a while, Virgil's father insulting the teenager, his mother defending him, although she was becoming weaker in her argument.
Suddenly a crash sounded, shrill female shrieks and smashing following before silence and a body thudding to the ground. Virgil whimpered, his head burrowing further under the blanket as footsteps thundered towards his room.
He heard the door banging, knowing the hinges would break one of these day, and then his blankets were ripped away to show his fathers pissed off face. Virgil brang up his wings to cover his face, this just seemed to anger the man more.
Then he grabbed Virgils thin arm. The same arm already mottled with purple and black from previous times his father entered his room.
All of the anxious teens instincts screamed at him, telling him that this was a threat and it must be eliminated. He didn't even register the sound of a cracking skull as he threw his father at the wall. He also didn't register the hours that passed before sirens filled his mind, no doubt coming to collect the bodies.
The only thing he registered that night was running, running till he got out of social services grasp and finding alleyways to sleep in.
Then he found best friend in Logan, who then introduced him to Patton and Roman. The rest was history.
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End flashback
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He stretched his wings out, the ones no one knew about other then his dead parents. They glittered as they touched opposite walls.
They truly were gorgeous, but when the others came back he would fold them down flat, hiding them from the world.
Because he lost his last family, he'd be damned if he lost this one.