"Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is wrong. No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first, and is waiting for it."

Bring Me to Life

4

Okay, so we had to go be the rescuers for those losers? Fat chance. "C'mon, Angel, we have to go, before they catch us too!" I said. Max shot me a look.

"They need our help!" Angel yelled at me. I was taken aback.

She yelled at me?

I sighed. Max was going to do it. How idiotic! She was such a sap.

At any rate, she swooped down and knocked an eraser in the stomach with a roundhouse kick that smashed the thing into the ground. She put a foot on its neck. It was dead in 5 seconds tops. I'll spare you the disgusting details

"Die? I don't think so. Now, tell the Director to die and rot for me! Send me a postcard from Hell!" Max yelled to the rest of the erasers, as I then decided that the mere 10 were easy enough for Max. Too easy. Then, you guessed it- about 100 or so erasers swooped in with awkward movements. It was then that I figured I should help, so I came crashing down with my foot on an eraser's head. Smashing it to the ground, I smirked, despite how gruesome it looked

"Look alive!" Came a shout from Gazzy. I ducked for cover, pulling Max down with me, for an eraser had just shocked her by getting a hit to her stomach.

For that one split second, I could feel Max's breathing right next to me, and I held her down tighter.

Then we heard a boom. Like, BOOM!

How Max doesn't find out that Iggy and Gazzy carry bombs around with them, I had no idea, but it sure came in handy sometimes.

Max came out of my arms quickly, and I breathed a sigh of relief. The brush that had been wiggling just seconds before seemed to now be still.

Max silently did a head count, and then nodded for me to follow her over to the bush.

I pushed some red fall leaves away, to see a two pairs of eyes staring in terror at us. Pulling some bodies out, incredibly skinny ones at that, I could see it was two girls, one maybe a few inches shorter than Max.

One jumped out, about 5 feet out, to be exact. I almost jumped back. She had a tail. And that wasn't all.

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There were two big matching black pointed ears sticking out of the top of her head. The tail was this same color, too. Her blonde hair looked very dirty, and reached toward the middle of her back. She had piercing bright green eyes, and her torn red T-shirt was just a dark brown, torn at the bottom, with faded jeans covering the lower half of her body.

She licked her cracked lips.

This was surprising. In fact, so surprising that even Nudge was speechless.

"You're… An experiment?" Came Angel's small voice. I glanced at the other girl. Was there something different about her too? In any case, I was going to find out soon.

The girl still next to the bush was much shorter than the one about 5 feet in front of us. She looked very small and helpless. She was twitching, looked around the area, and then looked at the other girl. The blond-haired one looked at her and nodded. "I'm Experiment 112." Said the cat-girl.

I glanced at the silent one once more. She took a small step out of the brush.

Now this one had ears too. They were white. But more like a… Rabbit's ears.

A girl with Rabbit ears. This was even more surprising.

Okay, her ears were about a foot long. Her hair was black, stuffed into a messy ponytail on top of her head, and reached the beginning of her back. I estimated that down, it would reach the same place as Experiment 112's did. Her shirt was black, and had some white writing on it that looked Japanese. Her eyes were a soft blue. And, finally, she had on some light-colored and torn capris that looked like they used to be jeans.

Stepping farther into the light of the moon, she finally spoke. "Hello? I am Experiment 113" she said, in an accent I guessed was heavily Japanese. Maybe that really was Japanese writing on her shirt.

Oh, my God.

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This was like, a totally new development. Other successful experiments? Unheard of.

Experiment 112 looked much more confident than Experiment 113 did, but she still looked very scared. Max looked at me. She didn't know what to say. Neither did I, for that matter. Not even Nudge-- Wow.

The girls chose this moment to speak up. "We are trying to escape from this place. They keep prisoners here. Experiments are dieing. Selling us to different countries as slaves," Said Experiment 112. "They are killing us, destroying the world, and everyone in it." She finished.

This girl must be sentence challenged, no?

Gazzy stepped closer to Experiment 112. "Cool! You guys are other experiments that survived?" I shot him a look, as did Max, at the same time. I guess we're just funny that way. "Oh wait, was that a secret?" he asked, looking to me. "Not anymore" I said simply.

God, Gazzy, we love him, but sometimes he gets pretty annoying-As you've seen.

Max rolled her eyes.

"Fang, can I talk to you for a moment?" she asked firmly, more like a command than a question. I raised an eyebrow. "Talk away." I said, planting my feet to the ground. "I meant privately, you idiot!" she said. And this was her way of holding her temper. She grabbed my forearm and pulled-cough-dragged-cough- me over to a place out of earshot from the others.

"We don't know if they're spies, or worse" I declared. "There's a girl with bunny ears. Bunny ears. How evil could she be? They look totally helpless." I gave her a look that said, "You're such a sap" and told her, "We can't let her come with us. You're the idiot! We can't just take some strangers from The School and have them come along with us!"

"We can't leave them here." She said quietly. Why was she being so quiet? She didn't sound as firm as she usually did. "We can't let them go along and die… We've been through that. It's hard to be alone…" she said, in the same odd tone as before. I sighed. This was stupid, but she sounded so helpless. I just wanted to either reach over and either smack her upside the head, asking her why she was acting so unMaxlike, or just… Take a step closer, and hug her, because she sounded so sad- I just wanted to cheer her up. I didn't like seeing her unhappy- I can't even name that feeling I had, but it felt sensational, and hard, all splattered on my brain at the same time.