First Sergeant Medzin

Medzin was on The pedestal to receive a reward for bravery in the Middle Eastern Wars. As a messenger Medzin was tasked with bring information for the allies. While he was getting his reward he noticed that the people's heads stated to morph into drones as he panicked he was over taken by a buzz.

Medizn woke up with a sweat in his cage. Medzin was in a home for animal veterans in which houses retired military animals that are to unstable to live with civilians. Medzin hoped towards the steel bars of his cage and undid the lock. In his last mission he flew with a damaged wing which had to be amputated. This severely annoyed Medzin to the point of being know to have a nasty temper to his handlers. He gave a sigh no amount of anger will bring back his glory days he thought as he climbed down to his food bowl. Oh how great it would be! he thought If he could only fly be free again but alas he was stuck to the ground. As he sully ate his food his favorite human came into sight. Unlike the other care takers she didn't treat him like and old and past his time veteran but as a great being of valor. He always enjoyed telling here about his exploits of war and how he made love over seas. In fact she was the one who gave him his beret and scarf that he wears right now. As she walked into the room he jumped to greet her but was startled by her distraught air. When he also realized she wasn't wearing her volunteer vest he knew what was happening. She was being transferred to another station and he will be alone. Even though the realization of this made him sad he still hopped to her with the same glee in his step he happily did their routines putting extra effort than usual for this will be his last day with her. As she but him in his cage for the last time he watched her leave still locking through the door even when he knew she was gone. Years past by special people went and left from Medzin's life he slowly grew older until one cold Memorial Day he sang his final song

Medizn woke up in a dark space. It was familiar to him. He soon realized where he was . He was in an Egg! This place was comfortable but he knew I wouldn't last. In a few weeks or months he knew that the egg would become a prison for his growing body. He settled in for the show as his body grew and grew until he could feel the egg crushing his body. He soon started to struggle as he relived his first moments again. After he maid his first crack and pushed his head out he was blinded by the glare of the sun. After fully breaking his head through he rested to regain his stamina before fully breaking free. He looked around his surroundings and realized he was in a court yard of some sort with a bunch of other eggs. He saw people taking notes on the eggs or other hatchlings and his military training kicked in. As good as a newly born chick could stand to attention he did puffing his chest, flicking his beak and displaying his "plumage" to the humans who where observing him.

(Observer's point of view)

This batch of eggs which should contain Rank One Beast or higher but out of 30 of the 100 eggs hatched above or around Rank One Beast and a few with the right elements for the the princes. One element that we needed for the youngest princess was one of the light elements in any form and so far we found one scaled beast but it's temper would be two great for the newly awakened. As I was about to give up my search of this batch I saw a particular site. A 3ft chick doing a pose. As I quickly came towards the chick I could instantly sense its aura. A Rank Three Beast! I quickly checked it's elements. It was a mixture of light and earth perfect for the princess. I quickly called the bird keeper to take the chick to the place to get it dressed up for the princess before she returns from the capital.

(Medizn's point of view)

After the observe looked me over I was quickly brought into a a soft cage and placed into a vehicle in which I was driven to a fancy palace in which I was then placed into a luxurious room. Many people came into the room. Some feed me bland pill like substances that made my feathers grow in an un real pace. Then a stylist came that dressed me up with a bow. By the time the artists had finished having their way with me I was a living peep. Then I was carted out into a room and placed in a gorgeous looking cage in which the placed a bow on it as they walked out leaving me to my vices