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Chapter 4

Max POV

"So, is everything clear?" I shouted at my flock. Everyone nodded, the plan was easy. Fang would sneak into the facility with his new found invisibility and disarm the alarms. Iggy was going to go with him, so he could warn Fang if anyone approached or a trap was set. Then Dylan and I would beat up the guards, while Angel interrogated some scientists. If the interrogation failed Nudge would hack into the system and Gazzy would search for mutants and help them with medical care.

Of course having the luck we had things went off the moment we set foot on the ground. Fang disappeared with Iggy and walked towards the window. The whole team waited silently for them to return. After what seemed like an eternity Angel gasped fear shining clearly in her eyes. A second later two shots were heard on the distance.

"No" The word rang quietly on my mouth. I rushed forward like the rest of the flock. We leaped out of hiding just to find twenty or more soldiers pointing guns at us.

"Um, fight or flight?" Gazzy asked not looking up from the nearest gun.

The answer was really easy, I smiled "Fight."

The rest was a blur. I jumped, slashed, kicked, punched and dodged. Dylan was always at my side protecting me, even if I didn't need it. Nudge with her magnetic powers was making the bullets miss their mark.

When everything finished and my sight returned I saw the battle outcome. Everyone was bruised up, but fine. Dylan was the only with a nasty cut on his leg, although he was ready to go in no time with his healing abilities.

The security guards weren't so lucky. They were all knocked out cold. We carefully took and hided their guns. Quiet as a mouse the flock walked into the building.

The institute was huge, full of halls and rooms containing who knows what. Nudge looked back just to trip and fall into something. And that something was proven to be a gagged sleeping Fang and Iggy. A more detailed search confirmed my thoughts, they were sedated with a strange dart.

I sighted, we didn't have time to wait for them to wake up. I did the only thing possible. Shouted "Wake up!" and slammed Fang into the wall. Really painfully, which earned me a stifled laugh from Dylan and some grunts from Fang.

"Ouch! What was that for?" Fang rubbed his head and shook his head trying to dissipate the fog that clouded it.

Angel being the… well, angel she was and the cough baby cough decided that was the perfect moment to try to take the leadership from me. Again.

"This isn't the time to discus this, we're at the middle of a mission!" I basically shouted at her. I instantly regretted it when a loud explosion shook the whole building, making Fang and Iggy lose their footing due to the fact there was still a little drug in their veins, making them sleepy and unprepared for the sudden change.

I yelled at them, telling Gazzy and Nudge to find the computer room and copy every document and experiment. Then I turned to Fang and Iggy inspecting them. I sighted yet again. "You two return and hide in the forest," before they could respond I continued "you are in no condition to continue and you have to warn my mom about what happens. Don't worry Fang, Dylan is going to come with me." I bit my tongue. Fang was giving Dylan and me one of his glares.

I just shook it off, rolled my eyes, graved Dylan and took off running after Nudge and Gazzy, Angel following closely. I started recording the turns and numbers of hallways we passed by. Right, right, left, straight 3 hallways, left, left and right door to the left.

"Max look at this!" Nudge's voice brought me out of my head. I reached and glimpsed at the computer. Smiling I patted Nudge on the shoulder, just to focus on the title that read.

OMEGA 18/ SUBJECT 4521

This can't be true! I couldn't take my eyes of the screen, keeping reading I grabbed Dylan and made a motion so he would read it also.

Name: ?

Age:?

Experiment: Inserting avian DNA of the type 69.

Hypothesis: The subject is expected to grow wings, changes on weight, muscle mass and height.

HOLLY MUTANT! A kid was kept here and he was just like us! I read further, or at least looked at the photos. The first one showed a beautiful woman with a dangerous glint on her eyes explaining to a group of young scientists what to do. The next one showed a teenager no older than 18 years old strapped to an operating table. The wild look on his eyes was clear as water. The next five pictures were so gross that I had to look away. And finally the last one. This one showed the same poor boy after all the tests and operations, he was slumped on a cage with his eyes closed. He was thinner, kind of like us, showing his muscles. A bandage was wrapped around his torso and a slight bump could be seen through it.

I gasped at the last photo, poor kid! They were making wings grow on his back! That must really hurt. I imagined myself not being born with wings. I shuddered unwillingly.

Another explosion made everyone land on their butts. Rubble and dust started raining down on us. I quickly stood up, grabbed everyone and got out of the room, not before grabbing the papers and documents Nudge had printed. We nearly were crushed when the roof broke apart.

"Phew! That was close! You know we could have died in there. What are we going to do know? IthinkweshouldgofindGazzyandAngelmaybetheyfoundsomeoneelsebecausewehavn'tfoundnolivingpersonsapartfromtheguards"Nudge was cut off short when I clamped her mouth shut.

We kept walking until we found Angel and Gazzy standing in front of another door. Angel turned to look at me, she nodded. I instantly knew there was something behind the door.

The floor shook once again. This time everyone remained on their feet. A pained whimper was heard from the room and then the sound of tearing flesh. How? I kicked the door open, smashing it into pieces. On the floor laid the same teenager of the photo. That bandage was covers with blood and feathers. Now I understood his wings had grown and reaped open his skin.

I looked at Dylan and nodded. As if reading my thoughts he picked up the kid and cradled him into his arms. It was obvious the kid was knocked out cold from the pain.

We jumped out the window and took off into the woods. I was hoping to get to the island on time, at least before the kid died of blood loss.

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