Hi everyone! Thanks to the people who have reviewed so far! Please review more, it really helps! And i hope the white coats seem meaner now, culacula! :) and I agree, FourNations93, Iggy should have gotten more legos! :) Anyway, hope more people read and enjoy! Please review!

I feel bad for Fang in this chapter :( I'm sorry I had you beaten up, Fang! But at least Max comforts you!

KATHY :)


DNAvians: Chapter 2: Safe In Your Arms

"Worthless mutant, are you taking this seriously?" spat a chubby white coat. "You are only flying at 95 miles per hour! You've hardly improved! Maximum is flying at 100 miles per hour!"

Fang snorted, "Let's see you try, Santa!" A skinnier white coat with a toupee rubbed his temples, "You need to be taught a lesson, mutant. You are our property! You must obey us!"

Fang smirked, "Yeah, how's that working out for ya?" 'Santa' glared at Fang, "Insolent child, take him to the Re-setting Station (R.S.)!"

Fang recognized one of the white coats. He was the one who had called Max 'sweetheart'. "But he's just a child," Jeb stated shocked.

Toupee man sneered, "Well it wouldn't be Mutant Two's first time in R.S. would it?"

Fang smiled an innocent smile, eyes sparkling darkly, "I like to be consistent." Jeb smiled sadly back at the little boy.

'Santa' scoffed, "No wonder you're mother gave you up!" Fang balled up his fists but stayed silent. He didn't know if it was true or not.

Toupee man smiled, "Good, you need to learn to be cooperative." Fang snickered, "Yes, that'll happen when you get a girlfriend! Whoops, looks like that possibility up and left with your hair!" Fang couldn't believe how much he was talking, but he liked making fun of the white coats.

Two burly men burst into the room. They grabbed the six year-old roughly. Fang bit one of the men. Hard.

Fang's dark eyes shone as the man winced in pain. Fang took off into the air, kicking the other man in the eye.

"You numbskulls, he's six years old! GET HIM!"

Fang smirked, "Hey give 'em some credit, I'm a pretty feisty six year old!" His smile vanished as the man he bit came barreling toward him.

Fang shifted quickly out of the way, "Come on Big Guy, you can do better than that!" He laughed watching them jump up and down trying to grab his ankles.

He swooped down, grazing their fingertips. He made a quick U-turn and grabbed the toupee of the skinny man who had come out to help. Fang's tiny hands dangled the animal-like hair in front of the man's face, "Look what I caught!"

The man turned red with anger, "That is it!"

A net was released suddenly, crushing Fang under the hard ropes. His tiny hands gripped the net angrily as he was dragged away.

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Max walked over to Fang's blond friend, "Hey you, did Fang come back yet?" Despite just meeting Fang today, Max felt worried about him.

Iggy turned toward Max and grinned mischievously, "Do I know you?" His pale eyebrows lifted in question.

"Nope, where's Fang?" Max asked impatiently.

Iggy grinned, "Hi I'm Iggy, nice to meet you!"

"I'm Max, where's Fang?" Max tapped her foot. This pretty boy knew how to get under her skin.

"It's nice to meet you Max. How are you doing today?" Iggy asked, blinking his big blue eyes innocently.

Max glared, trying to burn a hole in his mocking grin. Iggy smiled, "Okay, what can I do for Fang's first girlfriend?"

"I am not his girlfriend! But have you seen Fang? Did he come back from the lab?" Max asked as worry slipped into her eyes.

Iggy shrugged, "I haven't seen Fang since he ran off to the lab with you."

"He's at the Re-setting Station," said a voice from behind. Max and Iggy turned to face a wild haired little girl.

"Hey you're from the room I was in," said Max.

"Yup, my name's Nudge. I think it's a pretty cool name, but this kid I talked to earlier said it was stupid so I kicked him and told him that his name was stupid 'cause it kinda was, I mean what kinda name is Bernard. I mean Nudge is such a cooler name than Bernard. Bernard is like a doggie's name, ruff, and ruff! I mean seriously! Do you get it?" Nudge asked looking at Max and Iggy for an answer.

Iggy raised one of his eyebrows, "What are you, three? How can you possibly talk that much?"

Nudge ignored him, "Anyway, yeah, Fang is in Re-setting Station." Max looked disturbed, "They beat people in there…"

Iggy laughed bitterly, "Well, it wouldn't be Fang's first time in there." Max shook her head, "But still, Fang maybe tough, but if the grown-ups get really mad, believe me, you don't want to be in there." Max shivered, thinking of her past experience at four years-old. They had only stopped when Jeb interfered.

Iggy sighed, "Knowing Fang, he'll get them pretty mad."

"I'll go see if Jeb will help me," Max said running off. I hope you're okay Fang!

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Fang was thrown onto the floor with his hands tied together. His legs were then chained to the floor. His wings were strapped to his back, uncomfortably. A white coat Fang didn't recognize came over with a high-tech whip. The hard material of the whip was intertwined with strands of electric wiring that shocked and burned at the touch of it.

"I hate to beat such a marvelous experiment, but I they say you've become un-obedient," the white coat said lifting the whip.

CRAA-CK! Fang gritted his teeth as he felt his skin tear and burn. Wet, red blood trickled to the floor. The white coat lifted the whip to strike that six year-old once again.

Fang closed his eyes and went into himself. He refused to scream. CRAA-CK! He refused to cry. He refused to feel. White pain flashed in his sight as the man took three strikes quickly in a row. STOP! Fang cried in his head silently. Pain is normal Fang, accept it. The man continued to strike Fang over and over sending him into reeling, intolerable pain. No! Stop! Please! I'm begging you! Be silent! They cannot know you are in pain! But I am in pain. Blood soaked through Fang's black shirt. Long red gashes opened up scars that were already there. It hurts! It burns! I'm gonna die, go God! I still haven't tried Cracker Jacks or swung on a swing or, or CRAA-CK! CRAA-CK! Shut up weakling! Take it like a big boy. But I'm not! I six years-old! I'll scream if I want to!! SHUT UP!! AHHH!! SHUT UP!! AHHHHHHH!!

"Fang?" A worried voice called to Fang, ripping him from the battle with himself. A half an hour had passed and the man had stopped whipping Fang. The pain didn't stop though. The blood continued to flow from his wounds.

Fang struggled to keep conscious, "Maxy?" He felt the chains drop off his ankles, hands, and wings. He was free. And fricking exhausted. Did I just call Max, Maxy?

Max pressed her hand against Fang's warm cheek. His tired eyes were closed but a smile played at his lips as Max held him close. "It's okay now Fang, you'll be okay. You're with me now," Max whispered in Fang's ear.

He put his arms around her and she held on tighter, ignoring the blood soaking her sleeves. "It's okay Fang, you're safe now," Max's tiny voice whispered. And he actually felt it. The feeling of 'safe'.

Thanks for reading! Please review and await the next chapter! :) hope you liked it and continue to read! I'll post more when I write it :) Thank you!

KATHY