Room in this world of ours
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Angel POV
I was thrown into a white room, with a small sleeping bag on each side wall. An island sat in the center. A window let filtered sunlight enter through the back. My eye caught on the figure staring at the window, leaning against the table. The figure was a blonde female with an old scar running down her arm. I listened in on her thoughts. I wonder how the flock is doing without Jeb. I mean, if Jeb works here, who takes care of them? God, I wish I could escape this prison. Her thoughts surprised me, but I stayed calm. I cleared my throat. The girl turned on her heel, anger in her deep brown eyes. "What?!" When she saw me, she breathed a sigh of relief. "Are you the new subject?" she said. I nodded. "Maximum Ride, but you can call me Max." I gasped. Hesitantly, I whispered, "Max? Max with wings?" "Yes." She said, clearly puzzled by how I knew about her wings. I smiled. "Angel." I said. It was her turn to gasp. She frowned. "What are you doing here? You and the flock escaped years ago!" she growled. Anger filled her face. She punched the wall, making her knuckles bleed. "Look, Angel, if you read my mind earlier, you known that Jeb is a whitecoat here again. He will be coming soon to pick me up for testing. Do not, and I repeat, do not let him see you." She whispered. I hid behind the island. The door opened and a whitecoat walked in. Max stood defiantly. "Max, it's time for your testing! Stop protesting! You must go! To ensure you survival!" He said. Jeb! I thought. "Why should I care about my survival? I'm not on the run, and you would just lose your precious test subject. What I cared for most is free, Jeb, thanks to you." She said. "Max…" Another whitecoat entered. "The subject is protesting? Guards!" the new whitecoat yelled into the hall. Erasers restrained Max. I heard the crack of a whip come down on her face. Ow! Hmmph, I will get him back. Rebellion! Anyway, this is going to leave a scar. Her thoughts echoed in my mind. She seemed strangely calm about the whipping, like it was normal, but angry that she could not bandage the wound. Then, gun to her back, she left the room.
Max POV
I heard the door open and close, but I did not turn around. Instead, I thought about the flock. Someone cleared their throat behind me. "What?!" I said, turning on my heel. A girl, maybe six or seven stood before me. She had long, blonde hair, pale skin, and big blue eyes. She reminded me of Angel. She looked slightly shocked before quickly regaining her composure. I breathed in relief that this was not a whitecoat. "Are you the new subject?" I asked her gently. She nodded. "Maximum Ride, but you can call me Max." I said. She gasped before hesitantly whispering, "Max? Max with wings?" I looked at her, puzzled, before I replied. "Yes." "Angel." said the girl, smiling. I gasped. From the flock? But how? No! Jeb couldn't have, could he? I frowned. "What are you doing here? You and the flock escaped years ago!" Angrily, I punched the wall, leaving my knuckles bloody. I paid no heed. "Look," I said, not giving her a chance to answer. "if you read my thoughts earlier, you know that Jeb is a whitecoat here again. He will be coming soon to pick me up for testing. Do not, and I repeat, do not let him see you." I whispered. Angel hid behind the island. Jeb entered and soon after I had a large cut across my face from a whip. I was unconcerned. Then a gun pressed against my back, I left Angel in the room.
Iggy POV
Nudge would not stop talking about Angel. She also said that she hoped that we would see Max again. "Impossible." I said. "Max is most likely dead or broken." "How much longer?" Gazzy whined. "A few hours left." said Fang. We all groaned.
*time skip
The School was just ahead of us, or so I was told. We landed in the forest nearby. I heard a faint shout. I followed the noise along with the rest of the flock. A fence separated us from the yard. Angel's voice was shouting out as a whip came down on someone, stirring no reaction from them, as though it were normal to be whipped. "Max! Please, stop hurting her! Max! Fight back! Do something! Please… "Angel shouted.
Fang POV
We followed the sound of the shout to one of the yards at the edge of The School. I was surprised to see a tall (about 5'8" or5'9") , blonde girl standing restrained as a whitecoat whipped her. The girl did not seem to feel the pain of the whip. Angel shouted at the girl, encouraging the girl to fight back. "Max!" Angel shouted again. I snapped back to reality. MAX? Angel whipped her head towards me. Seeing me, her eyes filled with hope. She looked at Max, presumably sending her a mind message. Max smiled. Then, using the Erasers as momentum, she flipped backwards onto the Erasers heads, kicking the whitecoat in the face. She smirked, spreading her powerful falcon like wings. She darted off of the Erasers heads knocking them over, and closed her wings. "See ya, Jeb." said Max, passing a whitecoat. Picking up Angel, she strode into the building and was in the forest with us in seconds.