Once again, I don't own very much. I own Frii, I own Tiffany, and I own a TV. Everything else is owned by other people.

Update: Thanks to a reviewer, I realized that some readers may not have read the whole series (as published so far) so I am now adding a warning to my original author's note for this chapter! I included a spoiler for the third Max Ride book in this chapter! The spoiler has a few pieces of major events from the third book, but I changed it and added to it, so it might be considered semi-AU. If you've read through or past the third book, continue reading the story. It'll be old news to you. If you haven't...the choice is up to you.

Click! "…get the be-e-est of both worlds—"

Click! "…am I? Tell me! Where do I come fr—"

Click! "Nefertiti could have been buried with—"

Click! "This is your international news report…" The TV remote lands on the floor now that Tiffany has found the channel she was looking for.

I roll my eyes. "Tiff, we're supposed to be doing homework."

"I know, but my cousin called yesterday telling me to watch the news because something crazy was going to be investigated. And he rarely shows any interest in ANYTHING!"

"Fine, fail Algebra class then."

Tiffany sighs and picks the remote back up. "…illegal DNA testing facil—" Click!

"Wait wait wait! Turn that back on!!"

Tiff stares at me like I've grown a second head (I'm hoping that's just a saying, but where I come from…I'll check the mirror later), but she turns the television back on.

"…thousands of kids around the world read this blog that was supposedly written by one of these genetic experiments, and followed his advice. Over fifty company buildings globally received various forms of protests, ranging from marches to violent attacks. Several of these events were stopped by police units, but when one attack leveled a castle wall in Germany, the nation's army was forced to intervene. They were shocked, however, to discover that inside the courtyard was a battle between humanoid children, cyborg-like wolves, and strange creatures that resembled monsters from fantasy stories. A teenage girl with falcon wings and a preteen negro girl with wings resembling those of hawks carried a woman several hundred feet into the air, and dropped her. But before the woman hit the ground, the bird-kids retrieved her and carried her to one of the army trucks. They forced her to admit crimes including murder, kidnapping, illegal testing and torture of children and adults, and world destruction plans. She has been identified as Marian Janssen, the Director of Itexicorp. When the chaos finally calmed down, reports were sent out and the other company buildings were also searched for evidence of similar activities. Of the hundred and twelve buildings belonging to Itex and smaller branches, one hundred and four were discovered to contain secret testing facilities and/or large quantities of weapons, and one hundred and two contained rooms filled with children, adults, and animals in cages. Many of these captives had obviously been subjected to genetic experimentation, and others told of their would-be fates as target-prey for the carnivorous experiments that would be training to hunt. Itexicorp has been shut down, and there are immense efforts to search through the files and hopefully reunite the families of the kidnapped children. But this is proving futile for a large number of the captives, who are orphans or simply have no records found so far. Many of them have been found to have dates written on the backs of their necks, and though it is unknown what they mean, the experiments who are able to communicate are absolutely sure that they do not bode well. We'll keep you updated as best as we can."

I stare at the screen for several more minutes, barely registering that they have switched over to sports. They've been caught… The experiments…are all free!! The scientists can't hurt us anymore! I don't have to worry about being hunted down and shoved back into my cage! ...At least not by Itex anyways.

Tiff is just as amazed as I am, or probably more, considering this is her first time hearing about it. "Woah… This is like…science fiction books come to life! It's…not possible!"

I snort, "If it wasn't possible, it would be playing on Disney channel, not the news."

"Oh, and you act like you're not surprised." She rolls her eyes at me. "What, did you know this was gonna happen? Are you psychic or something? Had a vision of a bunch of creepy people in lab coats screaming 'It's ALIVE'?" Chuckling at her joke, she turns off the TV and opens her math book. I try not to show her how close her joking guess was to the truth. I'm not psychic, and I had no idea that Itex would get caught, but she was right on one thing. The existence of DNA-experimentation isn't unbelievable to me—because I've already lived through it. I have seen a bunch of scary scientists playing around with test tubes and surgery and electrical shocking of their barely-living experiments. I still have nightmares about that place.

Then it suddenly hits me: Itex has been caught; everyone knows about their crimes. If I make my movie out of my memories, Itex can't come and get me, and the humans won't question my inspiration. I can do whatever I want!

K, that might seem a bit rushed, but I got a little excited writing it... And I know a good number of people will probly notice a few things wrong with certain stuff, but hold on a bit longer. Things will be explained in due time. But still, feel free to point things out and make suggestions. You might catch something I missed. Plus I enjoy hearing from all my wonderful readers!