Chapter 2 Max Pov
My wings lifted me high above Ari as his ugly mug growled. He backtrached and morphed so quickly my Raptor eyes had trouble seeing it. And to make matters worse, he jumped up and grabbed my foot in his jaw, biring down hard as he pulled me down with him.
My mind reminded me of a power I'd recently gotten. It was brutal, I hated it. It made me a monster- literally. But I had to bear with it. I did a few flips as Ari tried to pounce on me, my ankle bleeding angrily.
I caught his gaze and felt guilty as his eyes went blank and he crumpled. I stared down at him, searching his mind. His greatest fear… being left behind- forgotten. I winced, knowing how it felt. In his mind, he could see Jeb and me leaving him at the School to be experimented on. I felt terrible- like I was going to gag. Ari slipped into unconsciousness as I left his mind, and his fear to throw up violently.
The biggest downplay of my power was the pain they felt, I felt. I kept my eyes blank, not showing the pain behind them.
I didn't refuse as the Whitecoats dragged me into a crate. I sat in silence with the other experiments. I shook and refused to meet anyone's eyes, burrying my face in my knees.
The doors opened again a few hours later. The last person I wanted to see came in and smiled at me sadly.
"Why'd you do it?" Jeb asked, sorrow in his voice as he sat in front of my cage, ignoring the other experiments.
"… You rather I let myself get pummled by Ari?" I asked blandly.
Jeb chuckled. "No. I mean, why did you give in to the despreat desire to let him die?"
I flinched. Monster- that's what I was.
"He didn't die." I whispered. "I let him live."
"I know that, but why? If he loathes you so much…"
"Shut up!" I yelled furiously. "Shut up, Shut up! He is your son! You don't just ask someone these questions! I'm your daughter! I'm not just someone! You are heartless, Jeb!"
Anger flared through me as I realized I really hated him. Truly and sincerely. I hated him.
My eyes locked on his as I searched for his fear. What I found… was me. He was afraid of me? That made me even angrier. The image I put in his mind wasn't pretty. I stood above him, hands grasping his throat. Jeb crumped to the floor outside my cage. I leaned forward and whispered, "Did you see? I didn't kill you, either." That was all I had said for the rest of the day. I watched in dismay as the Whitecoats passed by and dragged Jeb quickly out of the room, glaring at me with such fury only a regular person could have.
I chuckled, imagining their expressions if they saw my glare.