For those of you just jumping in, this is a re-do. Before it was littered with oh-so many mistakes.

Oh, and I am so not doing the third book. After Undivided? No.

Chapter 1

Morning

Narrater's POV (ME! Sorry...)

She was tired. Tired, hot, and felt ready to vomit all over her crate.

The girl looked out of the bars of the crate, hearing footsteps click sharply on the linoleum floor. It was a woman, her red hair tied back into a professional bun, holding a clipboard in one arm and an Itex pen in the other. The child felt her stomach drop when she stopped in front of her own crate.

"Subject 1253, Generation Supreme?"

If that's what they really thought names were, she felt sorry for their own children, free humans or caged experiments.

"I need you to hold your arm out to me so I may take your blood," the lady instructed briskly, her unwelcoming brown eyes piercing her like knives.

The girl glared, but knew that it would only be harder for her if she argued.

She held her arm out reluctantly, the one with the shunt and had been hurting. The whitecoat swept an ID braclet in front of the new locks and there was a somewhat calming, almost muscial note that indicated access. The door swung open.

Then the scientist (if you could call them that) quickly slipped the needle out of her skin, shut the door, and exited the lab room.

The child sat up again, and closed her eyes, feeling for any other people in the room other than the experiments. She stretched out her wings, which were usually black, but today she was in a blue-sort of mood.

There was a lion-human hybrid three cages down on the right from her, named Zion, and had super strength, retractable claws, and excellent vision.

Seven cages, also to the right, held an enhanced baby named Fenymen, and had normal infant behaviors, but extreme intelligence.

And Shade herself, a human-avian hybrid, with the ability to shape and change the color of her wings.

Along with a whole lot more.

But the whitcoats didn't know that.

Shade grinned to herself, despite she was in a living hell.

And it was going to stay like that.

Max's POV

Do you know how good it feels to sleep in a warm, cozy bed?

Probably.

So you would know that you wouldn't want to wake up and start another tireless day.

I peeled the soft covers away from me, and then stopped their, lying in the bed with my long tee shirt and pajama pants.

I craned my neck to see the how the sky looked from my window, but from the light seeping in the bedroom, I didn't really need much knowledge to know it was beautiful out.

I decided to get on with the day, so I changed into a simple blue shirt and navy caprees I had recently purchased in our last shopping spree. I absently looked in the mirror of my bathroom, and saw a girl with sandy hair with blonde and pink highlights, fair skin, and brown eyes staring back at me. Then I went on to ruined everybody else's peace.

I went into the small bedroom Nudge, Angel, and Total shared, but watched them before walking up to their beds, loving how at peace they looked.

I snapped out of it, and pulled back the curtains to the big window in between the beds, and shook Nudge's shoulder. She moaned, as expected.

"Wake up, sweetie," I whispered.

Nudge opened her eyes a crack, her pupils wide and round, and it quickly dilated into a speck because of the light.

"Hmm," she mumbled.

Nudge is actually quite pretty for an eleven year old, with a nicely shaped face, beautful brown eyes, and dark brown curly hair with neat-o blonde highlights. She sat up, one arm lifting her off the matress.

"Go get dressed and go into the kitchen, okay?" I didn't give her time to answer, so I smiled and walked away.

I went to Angel's bed, but she had already heard me and was sitting up, smiling, Total resting on her lap, his eyes bleary from sleep. Angel was so cute with her almost heart-shaped face, big blue eyes, and blonde cornrows covering her fair face. Total was not an average Scottish Terrier, but that's what you would think at first glace.

"What should I wear today?" Angel said more to herself than anyone else. Total went over to her.

"Well, I am not up there in the latest girl fashion, so bring it up with the boss," he gestured to me with his paw.

Before rousing Nudge again, I helped Angel pick out a cute ourfit, a denim skirt along with a matching blue shirt with the words 'Angel' written across the front, a halo around the 'A'.

I went over to the boys room, repeating my routine, but not getting any happy campers this time.

"Aw, why do we have to get up so early?" Gazzy mumbled as he pulled on some some jeans and blue jersey. He looked a lot like Angel: same face, same eyes, but his blonde hair stuck up all over his head, making it impossible to smooth.

"Can we get birthdays off? Maybe even holidays?" Iggy asked sarcastically. He was randomly grabbing a gray tee and some black shorts, not yet putting them on.

I shrugged, then checked to see if Fang was awake, and to my surprise, he wasn't, because his door was closed. I knew he would be moody old Fang, with olive skin, dark brown eyes, and dark brown, almost black, hair that covered his face. I rapped my knuckles on the door, and I heard a moan from him, which was unusual, but I was too much in a good mood to really care.

"Yo! Get up and actually help me with breakfast!" I called nonchalantly.

As I went down the stairs, I had a feeling this would be a really good day for all of us, despite our past lives in the School.

Despite I still had to save the world.

Hehe...will she have a good day?

Read and find out. Don't expect me to spill right here.