Iggy pov

I sat in my cage silently, like I normally do. I couldn't believe how bored I was. Of course, there aren't many things to do to keep yourself entertained when you're blind, but I'm not complaining. I'm used to being blind now. No big deal.

It seemed like a pretty normal day at the school, except for the one exception. The exception being that I had been taken for any experiments today. I was alright with that though, I wasn't going to complain.

Just as I found myself beginning to fall asleep the large metal door to the room we were kept in was opened noisily. I knew good things didn't last, but it would be nice if they could have lasted a little longer.

The door to my cage was opened and I was dragged out. I didn't struggle. Yesterday I learned the hard way how bad things could get if you struggle. I had the bruises and cut lip to prove it.

I could hear the hushed whispers of a white coat to the eraser holding me and I felt my hands zip tied my back tightly. It wasn't pleasant having the harsh plastic rubbing cruelly against my wrists, but I would live.

Shortly after my hands were zip tied a thick piece of rope was tied around my neck. A collar, I realized with disgust. I tried to pull my head away, but it was no use. The rough rope only chaffed at my neck.

I heard Fang moving in his cage and whisper to me softly, "It'll be ok, Igs. Just stay calm."

I couldn't help but smile and roll my eyes. I knew to stay calm. The ziptie and rope were just annoying. "Who says I wasn't staying calm?"

I heard the slap before I felt it. "Stop talking subject three!" I winced slightly, glaring in the direction of the whitecoat. I remained silent though, not wanting to be slapped again.

They led me out of the room by the rope, like an animal I couldn't help but notice. They led me for a long while, and after a while I felt the cool outside air on my face.

I couldn't help but smiles softly. I hadn't been outside in over a week, and even though I couldn't see the sun, I missed feeling it's rays on my skin.

They led me into another cage. I didn't understand what was happening when the cage was loaded into what felt like a car. They weren't separating me from the flock, where they? They couldn't! I'm lost without the flock!

Before I even had the chance to protest about leaving this school, the door of the trunk was slammed shut. I chewed on my lip nervously. Out of a nervous habit I began to groom my wings, lying back against the bars of the cage.

I wanted Fang. Fang was the only person in the flock who could stand me. I had always heard Max whispering mean things about me to the younger kids. She isn't the quietest whisperer after all.

She didn't want me in the flock, and if she had her way they wouldn't come looking for me if they get out and I don't come back from wherever these whitecoats are taking me.

I knew I could rely on Fang though. Fang and I were close. We were brothers, best friends, and I don't know if Fang felt what I did, but I had begun to fall in love with him. But I knew it wouldn't work out. After all, as far as I knew Fang was straight and in love with Max.

That's why I never told him. I was afraid of scaring him away. I wouldn't be able to bear being without him, and didn't want him disgusted in me. I wouldn't be able to stand that. I could endure not having him know my feelings if it meant I could stay around him.

After what felt like an hour the car rolled to a stop and parked. Then the trunk was opened and I was pulled from the cage. I heard talking by me but I didn't pay attention to it, folding my wings inside my shirt so they wouldn't be noticeable and trying to figure out my surroundings.

After about a minute I was led into a large building. I could almost smell my surroundings. It stunk. The smell of blood was everywhere along with the smell of bodily fluids. The only sounds I could hear was screaming and crying.

I immediately knew I was in for trouble. Bad trouble.