Acceptance

Daniel's POV

Journal 2

"Just to let you know, you're being targeted." And she started walking off.

"Wait!" Maximum called. Halting, we turned around. Flare's ears and tail went back up right away. Mine went halfway. Walking up to us, Maximum circled us around and around several times. Flare smiled at her, and Maximum smiled back, or smirked. "What did you say?"

"You are being targeted by the scientists back at the experimentation center," Flare repeated. Maximum circled around Flare once more.

"How do you know this?" she asked.

"We were a part of the same experimental center. You guys never saved us though," She replied. Maximum stared at her, still in shock.

"I guess I have no choice. You guys don't seem bad. Welcome to the family, " She replied. She hugged Flare, and Flare was well, shocked. She's always been a little bit unknowing of those kinds of things. Poor little naïve Flare. Then the other bird people came and hugged us and patted us on the back.

Except for Angel. "Can we trust them?" she asked. "We don't even know their names, or if they are telling the truth."

"My Voice says these guys are all right dudes, okay Angel? And we'll figure out names later. Right now, we need to focus on this whole being targeted business. Explain please," She ordered of Flare and I.

"The people of the Facility, and the rest of the Experimentation Center want you guys dead. They, want to take your DNA and make clones," I responded this time.

"But didn't they already try that, with Max?" Nudge asked.

"They did, but Maximum's clone is considered a failure. Now, they have even better technology. More advanced. And this time-" I tried to finish my statement, but I couldn't. How could I tell them that not only were they going to be replaced with clones who would be complete minions of the scientists, but that they were also going to die?

"They will kill you," Flare said, saving me. "And us."

"Why you?"

"Because, we were a part of the center called The Facility. It was where all the rejects went, the unwanted ones. Both of us were supposed to be erasers. As you can see, it didn't turn out so well. Well, because they were stuck with us, they decided to let us live, for a short time, until we were fully developed so they can take our genes, and try to make grotesque creatures. All made for one purpose: to do their bidding to make a world perfect in their eyes." The Flock stared at us. Complete shock. Well, who can blame them? Flare is pretty, you know, frank with her words sometimes.

"Well, I don't think you guys are failures," Nudge said.

"yeah, you guys look kinda cool actually." Fang said, grinning.

We were finally accepted