Okay, guys, I have a confession to make. I had every intention of continuing this story. I was just curious about how people would react if I said that it was a oneshot. I promise it will never happen again.

Maybe.

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Chapter: Two

Location: Ridley's Insane Asylum; Tenth Floor; Board Room

Point of View: Fang

Recap: "Welcome to Ridley's Insane Asylum!"

"Why the mess are we in an insane asylum?" I ask.

"Oh, Max. Calm down and sit. I'll explain everything!"

"But we aren't insane!"

"Then why do you hear a voice?" The man counters. Ooh, he's good.

I'm left gaping. He smiles, and it reaches his eyes. A good trait.

I look at her, then slide back down into my seat. "Okay, fine. Explain why we're here."

I cross my arms and lean back into the chair, waiting for this.

~This should be good.~ I think.

The man takes a seat at the head of the long table. Even the table is glass.

"Okay, so if this place is full of a bunch of insane people, why is there so much glass in this room?" Gazzy asks, curious.

"That's because this floor is off limits to most of the people here. Even some of the workers aren't allowed on this floor except for special occasions." the man says.

Nudge looks like she's about to burst from not talking.

"ZOMG! I love this room! The fish are sooooooo cool! I love them! But Gazzy does make a valid point... Anyway, I love all of the little fishies swimming around! And did you say that there was crystal in the floor? One of my favorite names is Krystal! That is so cool! [insert gasp here] I jsut realized something! You never told us you're name! You know what, you really look like a Harv. Or a Maverick. Or a Bob. I've always wanted to meet someone who was named Bob. They say that it's a common name but I've never met anyone once in my life with the name Bob. But then again, I haven't exactly met a lot of people. But that's not my fault! And-"

By this point everyone is either facepalming(Max and Angel), slamming their head on the table repeatedly(Iggy), holding their ears(Gazzy), or smiling with interest on their face(The moron-I mean man.)

Taking a deep breath, I close my eyes. Then I slap my hand over Nudge's mouth. "Nudge. Please." I practically plead.

"THANK YOU, FANG! THE EMO BOY SAVED MY HEARING!" Iggy exclaims in joy.

"Excuse me?"

Iggy looks down sheepishly. "I mean... uh... the awesome boy saved my hearing?"

"Thought so."

Everyone else is holding back laughter.

The man smiles at Iggy, then turns to Nudge. "Actually, my name isn't Harv, or Maverick, or even, as awesome as that name is, Bob. My name is Lib. Lib Ross. And it is wonderful to meet you, Nudge. I find you very interesting."

Nudge smiles. "Most people just think I'm annoying..."

Lib tilts head a little and gives her a sympathetic look. "Well I pity the person who doesn't give you a second look because they wrongly think you're annoying."

Lib brightens up, clapping. The entire flock flinches at the loud noise. Lib must love to clap.

"Now, as to why you kids, or flock, as you call yourselves, are here because it's the best way to protect you."

No sooner are the words out of his mouth that Max is standing. "We don't need protection. We were perfectly fine in our safe house until you idiots decided to break in and kidnap us!"

Lib motions for Max to sit down. She crosses her arms. "Max, sweetie, I'm not going to tell you anything until you are calm. So, please sit down. Would anyone like something to eat or drink?"

Bad question. I don't even have a millisecond to steel myself before the entire flock, excluding Max and I, are yelling, demanding food. Well, Max is yelling, but not about food.

I think I actually kind of sort of feel bad for him.

And the feeling's gone.

Lib claps again, getting us to be quiet. "Now, I'll just order some pizza and water from the kitchens." I notice he doesn't bother to ask us is that's okay with us. Lib stands and walk over to a phone on the wall. "Mariangela, can we get 2 of each type of pizza we can make up here? Thank you."

Lib comes and sits back down. "Now." He starts, his elbows on the table, fingers steepled. Reluctantly, Max sits down in the seat to my left. "Your protection was only one of the many reasons. And we were not the ones who kidnapped you. The School sent people to kidnap you and take you back. Luckily, the driver of the van you guys were put in works for us. She knew that it was wrong to take you back."

"Then why were they working for the School?" Iggy points out.

"Well, the School hired some people. The people are a squad from Comatose. Comatose is a company of sorts. They are groups of many different people with different talents. They are hired by people and companies alike for jobs. There are hackers, spies, hunters, bodyguards, things of the sort." Lib explains. "No one knows why they call themselves Comatose."

He's smart. Answers questions before they can be asked.

"Why would the driver take us here?" Max asks.

The door opens. "Because Ridley's isn't what it seems." A deep, menacing, yet feminine voice says from behind us. All of us turn to look at the girl. Is this Mariangela? She doesn't look like it.

~`Well, Mariangela does mean Rebel Angel...`~ Angel helpfully says.

Hm. I must have let my mental barriers down.

The girl strides forward, grabs a chair, turns it around, and sits in it. She leans back in the chair and props her black knee-high converse clad feet up on the table. "Rese Udia Ross. That is not how you talk to people upon meeting them!" Lib chides.

Rese rolls her silvery blue eyes. She has high cheekbones and a squared jaw framed by black hair that has dark, blood red tips. She has a white streak just above her left temple, and her hair is cut all choppy. She's wearing black. She's about our age- 15.

"Hey, look. Fang has a friend!" Gazzy says.

"You know, it's probably be wise to not pick things up from Iggy." Angel says.

I allow myself a smirk.

"So, thanks to Lib, you all know my name. I'm guessing you're Fang." She points to me. "You're Gazzy." She points to Gazzy. "And you must be Iggy." She points to him. "I'm guessing that because you have this proud smile on your face, and bondie said that Gazzy over there picked it up from you."

Angel scowls at Rese. "My name is Angel, thank you very much!"

"Okay. So then... You're Max, and you're Nudge." She says, pointing to them as she says their names.

"What did you mean by what you said when you came in?" Max asks.

"I meant just what I said. I thought I was pretty clear."

Lib rolls his eyes at Rese. She obviously gets on his nerves. "You're such a twerp of a sister."

"I love you, too big bro!" Rese says sarcastically.

"What she means by Ridley's isn't what it seems is that, yes, Ridley's is an insane asylum, but it's also a refuge for hybrids."

"What?" I ask.

"So you're saying that there actually aren't any insane people here? Just a bunch of hybrids?" Nudge asks.

Rese laughs. "Oh, no. There are insane people here. Lots."

"Why do you think she's here?" Lib interrupts.

Rese ignores him. "But mixed into all those insane people are the hybrids. You see, Ridley's resembles a small community. Even has a few stores. And it's all within the walls. Where we are is the Main building. This is where everyone goes when they first come or when they are.. uh, quite serious cases. Just stick to floors one, three, seven, and nine and you might not run into any of the dangerous ones. And honestly some of the hybrids have gone insane."

She let's this sink in. "But... where does everyone else go?" Gazzy asks, obviously confused.

"You see, the more stable insanes and hybrids are living in their own houses within Ridley's community. Which, after your first week here, you'll be assigned to your own house." Rese answers.

Iggy looks up from the table. "You said all of the odd numbered floors were okay except for five. I couldn't help but notice.:

Rese laughs. "Oh, yeah. Five is the only odd-numbered floor that houses the... incurables. They're actually quite fun to hang out with. Well, that is, when they aren't trying to kill you. That'd explain why most of them are in strait jackets..." She trails off.

"Kill you?"

"Yup." She says casually, popping the 'p.'

The entire flock looks at her incredulously. "Oh, but you're safe as long as you stay off of the fifth floor. The first floor is where the cafeteria is located. The third and seventh floor are for newbies. Nine is the aquarium, which we're standing over. Ten, the floor we're on right now, is the offices. People are only allowed here on special occasions."

This is when I notice that Lib has been staring at the floor, arms crossed, the entire time, looking quite annoyed.

"Well, I'll be off. In one week, meet back up here, we'll have a house ready for all of you. Until then, if you need me, it would be best to call me. I'm usually with the incurables." Mischievous smile on her face, Rese stands and walks out the door.

Lib looks up, going back to his cheerful self. "Well! I thought she'd never leave. Anyway, does anyone have any questions?!"

I'm pretty sure all of us were too stunned by his mood swing to think of anything.

"Wait! What about the ID card things? I'm really confused. What does ITL stand for? Does it stand for-" Gazzy slaps a hand over Nudge's mouth, silencing her.

"ITL stands for Insanity Total Level."

"And we're level three?" I ask.

"Yes. It's on a scale from one to ten."

"BUT WE AREN'T INSANE!"

Lib sighs. "Max. The average ITL of normal people is two. Okay? So you're fine. You and the flock are just here for the hybrid refugee part. So you might as well enjoy your stay at Ridley's Insane Asylum. But, even at your insistence that you are not insane, I'm afraid that all of you are a little insane."

Lib stands up and claps, cutting me off. "Okay. You are all dismissed! You may go back to your rooms. Tomorrow you will be free to roam the building, until then, if you need anything, just call for it!"

All of us stand and file out of the room.

"Oh, yes! I will have the pizza brought to your rooms!" Lib calls out from behind us.

Huh. I had totally forgotten about the pizza. I nod and run into the elevator just as the doors are about to close. I slip through the doors just as the automated voice asks us where we want to go. "Seventh floor, please."

"Identification of all passengers needed." We all pass our ID cards over the scanner. Once the elevator doors open, we tumble out.

"Okay, everyone. Meet in my room tonight around 5. We need to discuss this." I say. We stack out hands together, tap them, then head back to our rooms.

Once in my room, I collapse onto the bed. I stare up at the ceiling, wondering how we went from a safe house, to an asylum. A few minutes later, there is a knock on my door. I pull myself into a somewhat standing position and trudge my way over to the door. I tug it open to see one of the nurse ladies standing there, pizza boxes piled high in her hands.

"Here you go, dear." She says, handing them to me. "Enjoy!" With that she scurries off, leaving me standing in my doorway, slightly dazed, pizza boxes in hand.

I watch her walk off, then, with my foot, close the door. I lay the boxes on my bed. "Is there a table in here?" I ask no one in particular. Hm. Maybe I am going insane. I mean, I'm talking to myse-

I jump as an automated voice says, "Table requested." and a table pops out of the wall.

"Hm. What about a chair, oh disembodied voice that isn't in my head?"

Sure enough, a chair rises out of the floor. "Wow." Is all I can come up with to sum up how cool this is.

"Uh... Phone?" I ask tentatively.

"Who would you like to call?"

I wonder if anyone else has figured all of this out... If they haven't, it could really scare them if they suddenly hear ringing, then the room starts talking to them.

[insert evil laughter here]

"Call Fang."

"Calling Fang."

I start laughing maniacally by this point.

*.*.*. Location: Room 708; Point of View: Fang .*.*.*

I'm left confused as the lady leaves. I set the pizza boxes down. I have just opened one of the boxes when I am startled by a voice saying, "Incoming Call from Max... Incoming Call from Max..."

"Uh... answer?" I say, unsure.

"You are now in a call with Max."

"Um... okay?"

"Hey Fang. So I figured out how you call people. You just use the disembodied voice from the room." My eyes widen a fraction as I hear Max's voice.

"What?" I say, incredulous.

"Oh, yeah. This is the call feature. Did you know that a table will pop out of the wall?"

"Uh... No?"

"So, what do you say to freaking Iggy out?"

I smile. "I say let's do it."

I was actually planning on having one of the insane people walk into Max's room and start talking to her about totally random things, but I'll just wait until next chapter!

Thanks for reading.

May you keep a strong heart and a steady mind,

-KaiAmazonKnightley