Chapter 2: Max pov

I can't believe that they would do this to me. After all that I had given up for them, so that they could live. Sometimes even when I was on the verge of death I would give up my food because one of them was extra hungry. I tell you if I happened to live through this by shear dumb luck I will wreak havoc upon their petty little lives. Ugh they disgust me just by the thought of them! "Grrrrr" I growled at the youngest which happened to be little Angel or should I say little Traitor. "If you so much as poke me you're gonna lose your life. Just leave I don't want my last glance at life to be filled with hate and disgust!" I yelled seething.

"Fine by us. Fang told us all about your little plan about turning us over to The School." Iggy retorted.

"What plan are you talking about? I would never do that. I loved you guys too much." I blubbered through my tears because of the pain coming from my arms and legs. The Erasers had started to beat me to death by breaking my arms and legs.

"Well he told us that you were a traitor and that you were gonna give us up to the school to be retired."Angel spoke softly.

"A-and y-you b-believed h-him? O-over m-me?" I got out through the tears that had started to wash away the blood that caked my face while the rain that had started while Angel was talking to me- washed away the blood that covered every inch of my skin. I knew I was stuttering but I had no control over it because I could feel myself slipping away as I tried to hang on through the pain. But before anyone could say anything I collapsed into the darkness. After all of those times in The School when I had cheated death so many times, always just out of reach of death. All the times I had fought for what was right and what I believed in. When everyone said it couldn't be done and how one day I wouldn't be able to cheat death any longer, well I guess that day has come. Or so I think. All of a sudden I heard the fastest footsteps I had ever heard in my life time. They were speeding all over the meadow, almost as if they weren't actually there. All of this happened while I was gathering the strength to just open my eyes. As soon as the speeding footsteps stopped I opened my eyes only to find that they were all crouched around me. Usually I am very strong willed and all in all a survivalist but not if this would save my life.

"P-please d-don't k-kill m-me" my words turning into stutters because my weakness.

"Don't worry child we won't harm you." Said a woman with hair that looked as if it were caramel, she had a motherly look to her.

"O-ok" I got out. I was feeling calm and serene (wow that's a first) until I saw the man with blonde hair that was almost white lean towards my neck with his mouth open. I started to freak out inside. Then a boy with bronze colored hair said: "Carlisle stop she's scared!" When the man stopped suddenly inches from my neck pulled back, my fear started to lower. Then he started to pull a hypodermic needle from his pocket of his jacket. I was now literally doing everything I could to get away until I felt cold arms wrap around my shoulders. When I looked up I saw that it was the motherly looking lady. It looked as if she was trying to calm me down instead of hold me down. That was a first.

"Why wouldn't she do that?" asked bronze boy.

"Well for starters anyone that has ever had a needle and was coming towards me with it usually wanted me dead, and second no one has ever reassured me on anything especially when it comes to needles they always just double cross me and hold me down!" I screamed.

"Oh dear we would never do that to you." The lady with the caramel hair said in a motherly tone.

"Yeah but how do I know that I can trust you?" I said in a tone that might have been taken as rude but really I was just trying to protect myself, even if I couldn't do much.

"You can even handle the needle yourself as long as you inject it where I tell you to, otherwise we will have to force it into your bloodstream by holding you down." Warned the man with the bleached looking hair.

"Ok, ok, ok. You can do it please just don't hurt me." I pleaded as the man stuck the needle into my arm.

"No promises." Whispered the man as I started feeling warm, then hot, suddenly I was burning. I couldn't help the screaming and thrashing I was doing. My last sane thought was: Help Me!