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Max's POV

I wake up with a killer headache. Nothing different here. What is different is the concrete roof over my head and the friggin four boxy walls. And the knocked-out flock lying scattered around me. I sit up and look around, evaluating my surroundings. There's a camera on the wall. I give it the finger.

"Fang! Fang!" I crawl to his side and shake him. He opens his eyes and sits upright.

"Wha? What happened?" He looks around. "Are we where I think we are?"

"Right. The School got us." We had been going on a School-destroying rampage recently, and we were currently in Ontario. We had gone out to sack this weensy little town's School. But something had gone wrong. We'd tripped the alarm somehow and now they had us.

The rest of the flock is beginning to come to. Angel crawls over to sit by my side, along with Total. We dropped off Akila with my mom and sister.

Just then, a whitecoat enters a number code onto a keypad outside and comes into our room. Well, it's more like a cell. Anyway, the whitecoat comes in, takes one look at us, and scribbles something on his keyboard.

"Well, looky here!" I snarl, "Someone dropped by for a visit!"

He looks startled, as if he didn't know I could talk.

"Yes, I do indeed talk. I can also sing and dance. Got a snappy routine from Mamma Mia." I say, getting more glee than I should from watching him stammer.

"W-well, I'm afraid that's not relevant here. Now, I would very much like for you to answer a few questions." He says. Oh no, he's getting confident, I must squelch this once and for all!

"And I have some questions for you! First, did your mom pick out that shirt?" I say vindictively. He lets out a whimper and pulls his white coat to cover his pinstripe shirt.

"I see you are out of sorts." He says. Where'd he come from, the Victorian age? "I will come back later with that truth serum then." Truth serum? Oh, no way. My knees are still weak, but I manage a kick in his direction.

He dodges. Barely. "And perhaps a mild sedative." He murmurs.

"You're gonna need more than mild, boy!" I shout at him.

All I get is a door slammed in my face. I crawl to Nudge's side. "Did you get the code?" She nods quietly. Nudge walks unsteadily to the door. She places her hand on the metal and murmurs. "4... 8…1…5…" Her magnetic pull pushes down the little buttons on the keypad outside. With a little ping, the door opens, and we all stumble out. The hallway is wide enough to spread our wings, which have not been affected. There aren't any whitecoats in the hall.

We pass more doors like our own, trying to be as silent as possible. We hear voices coming from a room three down from where we are.

The door isn't locked. The voice is male. I signal for the flock to stop, but peer through the crack between the door and frame. There is a girl there, about my age with long raven black hair. There is a whitecoat with her and some burly orderly-ish guy. Her lip is bleeding.

"Where is he?" The whitecoat says, loudly. She answers by spitting on his shoes.

Then the orderly guy back-hand slaps her across the face. He then proceeds to beat the snot out of her.

I burst into the room, Fang following behind me. He jumps on the orderly guy's back, pressing between his shoulder blades and knocking the guy out. The girl roundhouse kicks the whitecoat in the face and he's down.

We burst into the hall, and then we're gone. I push the younger kids and Iggy out ahead of me. I run out along with Fang and I look back to the girl. Iggy, Nudge, Gazzy, Angel, and Fang are already in the air.

I look at her and gape. Because she is taking off. With her wings. That's right, wings.