Nudge: MUAHAHA FIRST STORY :D Yeah, welcome to a story where a bunch of Flock stand-ins escape the School and go on a few missions which I'm not allowed to tell you yet cuz-

Max: NUDGE!

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Nudge : :3 i may not be the real nudge, but boy do I act like it!

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My muscles ached.

My heart beat against my bloody chest, hummingbird speeds.

Needles pricked my dark skin.

My eyes fluttered open, and I saw death.

Bright blinding lights surrounded me, and I only saw the strange humanoid shadow looming above me, digging IVs into my veins, strapping me down with more restraints, and feeling my heartbeat and pulse. Running familiar, painful tests. But pain existed here, lingering forever. Even if I ever escaped, the memories would loom in my mind, the dark shadow of my past filled with agony.

Welcome to my world, a world filled with pain, white-coats, and mutant freaks.

"Hold still." the figure commanded. As if I had a choice. I groaned in response. He injected a new, icy liquid into my veins, and I blacked out.

The next few times I woke up, I saw very odd things. Kids with extra body parts, a girl with lions fangs, a boy who had a tail, mutants which were probably once kids, morphed into green blobs of anatomy's worst nightmares, probably incapable of speech or even thoughts. The pointless mistakes in science. I just fell unconscious again with another round of ice liquid.

But soon I came around for good, and I was in a crate. One the size for a German Shepherd. Except instead of bars they were plain metal walls, and only the door of the locked crate was bars. I was sprawled across the floor, unable to rise. I groaned slightly, feeling an unnatural heaviness in my back. I didn't know how long I was out. Stiffness in my joints told me quite a while. I gazed through the bars to see more crates around me. Shadows hid my roommates.

"Help... Where am I?..." I asked as loud as I dared. No answer, a few stirs from other crates, but none of the mutants moved or answered my question.

Only one mutant crawled out from the shadows. I saw brown hair with natural blonde streaks, brown eyes, and a devil's sly smile. "Where we are? The School."

"What...section?..."

"Lord, I don't know." she shrugged, "Who are you?"

"I don't... know." I sighed weakly.

"Don't know, huh? Not many do. We know those freaking white coats know. But since we don't, we just name ourselves."

"I don't know... what to name... myself..." I was slowly trying to receive from whatever had happened.

"Let's see your characteristics... Gold hair, brown eyes, tan skin... Remind me of a California beach girl."

"No." I said, reading her mind. "Never."

"Good point... Doesn't suit you. I should just name you Clueless and be done with it."

"I could just call you... Stupid... And be done."

"Touché." she grinned. "But call me Serena. Or Max. Whichever one suits you."

"And how are those two names at all alike?" I asked.

She shrugged. "It's the name of another mutant who I've heard of from those white coats. The other I made up for fun. For now, I'm calling you Tori. A.K.A. Nudge."

"Another mutant from your eavesdropping sessions?" I guessed. Max nodded.

"Nudge was what she called herself. Her real name was Monique. But that name didn't seem right for you, no offense. I thought of Tori randomly..."

"So far, I can guess you are very random." I joked. "Tori it is."

"Alright. Nice to know I'm not alone." Max smiled.

"How long have you been here?" I asked, wanting to know how long I could possibly be in here.

Her expression fell, "Far longer than I ever wanted. So long I stopped counting the weeks." Serena backed up, and showed me many tallies, carved into the paint. My mouth dropped open as if on loose hinges. It must have been years.

"Oh. My god." I said, "Am I going to be in here that long?"

"Not if we escape." she replied, her facial expression determined. "When we escape, you're coming with us."

"Us? As in, more people?" I was bewildered. I didn't know. I was so new.

"Yup!"

"Who's us?"

Max grinned, "Fang," then she said another name with the same tone, "Shawn. He was my partner until you came."

Then, another mutant stirred, "What, I'm not your partner anymore?" he muttered.

"No, you are, but now we have another group member." she smirked. A boy crawled out of the shadows next to Max's cage. He had short brown hair, pale skin, and brown eyes that seemed endless as I looked into them. His expression was defeated, crushed. His eyes were dull. He wasn't sitting up tall like Max was. I could easily compare them, because he had given up, while she had hope. But who couldn't lose hope? I saw all the time they had been in here, sitting in cages, tests tests and more tests. We were experiments, no more, no less. Hope is easily extinguished, like a flame in the rain.

"Hi." I said.

"Hi." he replied back, not much emotion.

"Nudge, meet Fang. Fang, Nudge." Max introduced.

"Well, nice to meet someone else capable of speech, I guess. Welcome to mutant world."

"Oh there was once a happy mutant named Fang..." Max sang, until Fang cut her off.

"OH MY GOD!"

"Yes well I'm continuing, get over it! There once was a happy mutant named Fang, who believed he would one day escape, 'till eventually this hellhole sucked the life out of him!" she exclaimed. Fang groaned.

"I HATE that STUPID SONG!"

"But it's true!" Max argued, and I heard conviction and truth in her voice.

"Still." he muttered.

"One day, we'll escape, and you'll be smiling and cheering and be back to your old self in no time!" she said cheerily. "All we need is a stupid white coat with a baseball bat, that window, and a clear fly zone!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, WAIT A SEC!" I stopped them, "Slow down. Fly zone? Baseball bat? That window? I don't see any help from any of that. ESPECIALLY not the baseball bat! That'll just break my nose and ruin everything..." I wrinkled my nose, imagining it, bloody, bent at an awkward angle, me unconscious from the blow... May as well be back on the table with white coats watching me intently as if I'm an experiment. I am, actually.

"First of all, if we're gonna escape, pain is something we have to ignore. Nothing can slow us down." Max commanded, and suddenly I felt like a soldier. Max was the general, and I had to listen to her, or I would die with a bullet to the head. Boy, I forgot, that may as well be true.

"As for the baseball bat, if we can trick them so they accidentally break the cages with it, we escape." Fang explained.

"And finally, the fly zone and the window... Wait, do you think she noticed?..." Max trailed off.

"Nope." Fang shook his head.

"What? What didn't I notice?" I exclaimed. I felt like an alien.

"Anyways, we break out, crash through the window, and fly away!" she cheered. Fly... Fly, fly, fly. Was I missing something? A valuable piece of information? The key ingredient in the recipe? The number in an equation? Yes, I was, but what?

"And now we explain the hard part..." Max gave me a sly smile. Fang stared at me, and to my surprise, he wore a small grin. Then, Fang rolled his shoulders, and unfolded his dark, black wings.

Max unfolded her white wings, with brown specks and tips.

And, suddenly, without a thought to it, I unfolded MINE.

Nudge: interesting, huh? right right?

Max: ... tsk tsk Nudge...

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