A/N: Sup guys I am gonna repost this story, for the third time. I've been realy busy so it never realy worked out before but hopefully it will work. Anyways, i dont own MR or max or the flock bla de bla bla. But I do own Spike and his pack, even if they dont wana admit it ;)
Not to sure why I'm doing this. You people will never understand what we have been through, and if you do then you are probably the ones responsible for our troubles. But thats beside the point. I'd probably better start by telling you who 'we' are.
Well, there's Luka, age ten, mute; Kat, fifteen, and one of the kindest most caring people I have ever known; Zeek, sixteen years old, kinda wild and violent, but still my best friend; and me, Spike, the leader whether I like it or not. Oh and there's also Cis, but we try not to talk about her to much.
None of us are really related, but they are the closest thing to a family that I'll probably ever have. Each one of us are extremely special. Not the, he is so adorable hide the scissors, kind. More like, OH MY GOD! YOUR NOT HUMAN!! Let me explain, you see we where 'born' in a place called "The School", for your sake I hope you have never heard about it. We were supposed to be a new and greatly improved Eraser, horrible human/wolf hybrids who either look like angelic super models or some terrible wolfish creature from some horror movie.
We were designed to have a longer life span than our predisesers but retain there enhancements, but as a side affect we do not mature at the extremely fast rate of the Erasers, and we are unable to change shape. In fact we all look pretty normal except for a few things. Our eyes, which are an eerie yellow, the fact we got tails sticking out of our butts, and that our ears are wolf like and are located on the top of our skulls, yah we really blend in.
Upset about their 'failures' the white coats decided to keep us as geunie pigs, putting us through horrible torturous experiments, locking us in tiny dog crates, and testing all kinds of drugs on us, believe me it's not pretty.
The only thing keeping us sane was each other. We kept telling ourselves that as long as we where together we would make it, that we would escape one day. Then they took her. Cis, the oldest, the strongest, our big sister, the one person who gave us hope, and we woke up and she was gone, no sign that she was ever there except for an empty dog crate. But we were OK, we would escape, and we would find her.
A/N: Hey guys hope yah liked it, Pleeeease review. If you dont I am gona shove you in a dog crate. lol