I do not own Maximum Ride, James Patterson does.

CHAPTER 1- Experiment

Silver's POV

School? What school? This? This is a freaking torture chamber! What did they do? upgrade the punishments for students? I don't even think that this is legal!

'What?' I asked nervously.

'Don't worry, all your questions would be answered later.' he chuckled as he wrote something down on a piece of paper. I could have sworn that I heard him mumble,'if you're still alive' but I blamed it on paranoia.

'Experiment 100, unfortunately for you, your tests would start now.' He said as he scribbled furiously down on the paper.

I felt like ripping that piece of paper into pieces. What experiment? What tests? And what is he writing on that paper of his. 'Cause to be honest, it's really starting to get on my nerves.

'What are you writing?' I snapped, trying to grab the piece of paper but he jerked his hand back and glared at me. But then, a creepy smirk appeared on his face.

'Don't you know that curiousity always kills the cat.'

Before I could figure out what that meant, he suddenly nodded and called out for an . . . Experiment 30?

Suddenly, a man appeared. And when I said he appeared, I meant that he literally appeared out of nowhere! I let out a yelp of surprise and jerked back into the cage.

'W-where did you come from? What are you?' I asked aghast. But they just ignored me and exchanged a few words with each other. After their short conversation, the man grabbed my shoulder and I blacked out.

When I woke up, I was lying down on what seems like an operation table, except that doctors don't restrain their patients with metal chains! True enough, chains were locked around my feet and wrist and hurts even more as I tried to wiggle my way out. I soon gave up and surveyed my surroundings. Two scientists were standing over me and with a closer look to their nametags, their names were 'James Loke' and 'Madison Law'.

James was nodding, whispering words to his partner who was holding what seemed like the same paper that damn scientist was writing on. I tried to listen to their conversation but only caught phrases and words like,'Experiment 100', '5% cat' and 'injection'.

But when they took out a syringe and searched for a vein, hysteria started kicking in and I attempted to escape with more strength. They jabbed the tip roughly into my skin and I let out a cry of pain. But as they pushed the plunger down, the world exploded in pain.

I spasmed on the table and kept on jerking non-stop. I distinctively heard screaming and realised that it was coming from me. My whole body felt as if it was on fire. Imagine burning yourself when you touch fire and multiply that by a million, then you'll only feel the minimum pain of what I'm feeling.

Soon, I blacked out. Again. But this time, I welcomed the painless abyss . . .