This takes place as they were about to get away after rescuing Angel. Please Review. I don't own any characters except Whisper.

We were about to make it out of the School for the second time in our lives. But no! Heaven forbid we get a clean getaway out of this place.

"Max?" Angel slowed to a stop. Her voice sounded so weak it broke my heart. What did they do to her? "We need to get her out too."

"Why is that, sweetie? We need to hurry up and get out of here."

"That girl over there, she's one of us; she's part bird. . ." I followed her finger to a dog crate I earlier had presumed empty. Looking closely, I could see a fragile sleeping body. "She's nice. I can tell. We gotta help her," Angel continued.

I realized the thought of there being another one of us had never occurred to me. "Shh. Okay, hold on. She can come too." Angel seemed sure this was a good idea. I motioned for the others to wait as I strode to the girl's crate to undo the latch. The noise woke her and her eyes widened in terror. Her frail form scrambled even further back into the cage.

"Don't worry. We're here to help get you out," I said in my most soft and gentle voice.

"Max! Erasers!" Nudge's high pitched squeal pierced the air.

"Get out please. We'll keep you safe. Hurry! We're like you!" I hurriedly told her. She looked at me timidly then stretched out her hand and I hauled her out.

I wheeled around to see Nudge kick and Eraser in the gut and Fang locked in combat with two others. More were coming for both directions. I scanned for an exit and saw the elevator. We hate small spaces but it was our best bet. I poked the button and brushed Angel and her friend behind me.

An Eraser charged at me only to feel my fist break his nose. He yelped and I took the opportunity to kick him repeatedly in the stomach. After a groan he collapsed.

"Max, the elevator," Angel called feebly as she pulled the girl in after herself. I yanked the others in just as the doors closed.

Everyone was panting. "Once we get on the roof," I instructed, "everyone fly as far away as you can."

"I'm too tired," Angel said.

"You just try your best and I'll carry you once we get farther away." She nodded meekly, her blond curls tangled. I glanced at the new flock member whose hair was also a mess. She was swaying as of she were about to pass out. I guess she hasn't had this much action in a while.

"Why are we bringing her? I thought we were just getting Angel!" Fang demanded.



"Angel said she's a bird-mutant too."

He eyed her apprehensively, a contort on the tip of his tongue when the doors slid open. Everyone piled out. "The edge is fifteen feet away," I whispered to Iggy.

"I can hear the echo of footsteps," he warned.

"Hurry everyone!" I yelled, "They're coming up the stairs!" Angel made a wobbly take-off. I saw the new girl hesitate, looking down the ten story drop-off, as I took off. Iggy was getting a running start and he crashed into her. He quickly recovered and zoomed away, calling an apology. I watched the fragile girl drop, waiting for her wings to unfurl. I wondered which colors were in her wings.

Nothing happened. Panic gripped my chest as she neared the ground. I prepared to swoop down and get her when a black mass did it for me. Fang.

Erasers growled behind us as we flew away. Soon even the clang of alarm bells faded into the distance.

We turned towards are home as we glided closer together. The new girl was shaking violently in Fang's arms.

"It's OK," Angel comforted. I bet it helps a lot to hear that from a six-year-old mutant. Turning to Fang she stated, "She says thank you. Well, in her head."

"Why didn't you fly?" I questioned her.

"Her . . ." Angel began.

"Why don't you let her speak for herself?" I interrupted.

"She can't. She lost her voice."

Oh.

"Anyhow," Angel continued, landing in my arms, "her wings haven't finished growing yet." Then she fell asleep. The rest of the flock exchanged weary glances and stared at the new girl. She nodded and collapsed into sleep.

We spent the night in the familiar hawk cave. All of us, except our latest addition who was still asleep, ate some desert rat, despite complaints. We all stacked fists and the younger ones went to sleep.

"Max . . ." I twisted to see Fang, "I don't think taking that girl is such a good idea. She can't even fly and what if she has a locator on her? We don't know if the School does that now. How are we going to get her from place to place if something happens? She puts us at an extreme risk and is going to cause more problems than any she solves."

I blinked. That was the most i heard him say in a long time. "How about we talk about this in the morning? I'm beat." I was exasted from carrying Angel for so long. Fang must feel terrible after carrying the new girl. If her wings weren't "fully grown" than her bones might not have finished hollowing out.

"Whatever," Fang shrugged as we lied down on the cool rock.

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