the gist of it and then on the run

I got out. it was weird, where they took me, it was like a huge lab complex. i got caged up next to someone who looked about seventeen. only difference was that he had wings(like an angel), well at least i think. they werent connected to him though, more like eirily hovering behind him. i found out that he was my age and that his name was Sven. we talked about what was going on. i also found out that he never knew any family, only remember growing up in this building. being victim to the wierd experiments these scientist placed on him. i would explain the details, if they hadnt caused me to puke. so anyways. Sven(whom we decided to call Fang, from his choice) and I thought of an idea.
By this time it was about three weeks since I had been free. Ever since i changed. during an experiment, i heard them mentioning fusion of creatures. this scared me so much, yet as that thought entered my mind i fell uncounscous. When Iwoke up my back ached beyond belief, until Fang told me not to be alarmed. my find focused on whatever it could be that would alarm me. until he said, "dude, look at your back."
Upon instict i wasnt worried until i turned my head. seeing a pair of evil-looking wings. I screamed so loud. "WHAT THE HELL!?" followed by me fainting. Over a week, I was able to get used to the wings.
"Yeah, it took me a while to get used to them, but at least they didnt change your hair." fang replied cooly. "I can make it spike and its stronger than anything, or so i figure."
When he said that, an idea popped into my mind. His hair can be stronger than anything, we can get out of here. After explaining my plan to Fang, we waited till night. Using his hair to cut open our cages. Stage one:complete. Now to my sword.
We ran through the halls. Looking for something to register in a thought or idea. Finally, we found it, a sign. Swiftly reading it said INVENTORY CONTAINMENT AND MISCELLANIOUS, ROOM 673. "It's a start." Fang whispers.
A few minutes of wandering down halls checking the number. Until, yes. We found it. Grasping the doornob. I curse,"locked."
"No problem here" Fang says, already slicing it with his hair.
Inside, we found my sword, and even more. Supplies, and two knives for Fang. Finally, we can get out of this hellhole.
Using our supplies, which happen to include an old bomb. You know, those fuse-action ones from video games. We blew a hole in the wall, and chancing our lives. We tried to fly off, and it worked! We went straight to Katie. She needed to know, and now here we are. Running for our lives. Currently Driving. Katie(whom we nicknamed Alanna, from her favorite book),Fang, and I. Using Alanna's laptop, and car. We fled.