Cat and Mouse

by ArtChica

10 years after escaping the School, Max, Nudge, Gazzy, and Angel live in NYC. After a bad break-up with Ari, Max meets Fang. Will she trust him? Will she fall for him? Can she? And, more importantly, will he remain loyal to her? Fax, some Niggy.

1. Prologue

Cat and Mouse

Prologue- MPOV

It was a day I would remember forever, even though I tried so hard to forget it, and all the days that came before it. I managed to stop thinking about most of it, but some things can never be truly forgotten.

I was only 10 years old then, as was Nudge. Gazzy was four and Angel was two. Despite our ages, we had suffered more, feared more and seen more horrors than most humans or animals ever would. Thanks to the whitecoats at the School, we were emotional wrecks with physical abilities beyond any humans'. Great combination, don't 'cha think? Let's give a hand to those mad scientists who put those two, plus a healthy dose of stubborn disobedience, together!

That day, the four of us- Nudge, Gazzy, Angel, and I- were standing in the training grounds, surrounded by electric fences, guards with weapons, wolf-men "erasers", and all sorts of high-tech security designed to keep us in. The erasers in the training ground began to morph into full wolf form. This meant it was time to play a game of cat-and-mouse. One guess at who the mice were.

Suddenly, alarms began ringing and whitecoats were shouting. Guards and erasers were running around following commands or searching for someone to give those orders.

Something made me look up. I saw the electric netting that kept us earth-bound crackle and short out. Someone has short-circuited it. But that's not what caught my attention. Two figures were flying away from the school, already becoming small dots in the sky. Thanks to my raptor vision, I could see that they looked human. Well, except for the giant bird wings carrying them through the air. Bird wings just like mine.

Without hesitation, I suddenly knew what we had to do. This would probably be the only chance we'd ever get to escape.

Looking at my little flock, I told them, "Up and away guys! Let's get out of here while they're distracted by the security!"

We each unfolded our wings, took a running leap into the air, and, for the first time, really flew. Beating out wings hard, we raced upward, avoiding erasers grabbing at us and guards shooting their guns. We flew away, leaving the only place we'd ever known.