Hello, readers! Two chapters in one day! :] Even though this one is relatively short, enjoy!

Anything familiar is James Patterson's :[

I sat stiffly in the heavily cushioned chair, and although these were the most comfortable conditions I'd EVER been in, I felt more twitchy than ever. For once, my inky black hair was clean and dried to perfection, my clothes, a midnight blue shirt and jeans from the latest teen label brand, were crisp and pressed. Quite honestly – I felt spoiled. Spoiled rotten, while Max and the rest of the Flock were probably trapped in cages, even after I asked for… more humane environments for all of them. The guilt was eating at my heart – if only I could… No. It was too late to take back anything. I'd just have to live with my decisions, and make the damn best of them. In frustration, I punched the flimsy wall, burying my hand in to the wrist just as Jeb came in.

"Mmm I see we're in a bit of a pickle here, aren't we, Fang?"

I glared at him furiously. "What pickle? The only one I see is the one that YOU landed me in." I seethed.

"Temper temper tsktsk." He scolded and took my newly vacated seat. He nodded toward my hand. "Need help?"

"No." I flinched once as I ripped my hand out of the wall. "I can handle on my own."

I leaned against the wall furthest from him, the stupid kleptomaniac, and shifted my weight nervously from foot to foot. "I have a favor to ask of you…"

Jeb nodded, complacent. "Continue."

Heat flashed through my body at his superior attitude. "I want to see Max and the flock. And I want them to be given a new life. And I want you to fulfill your promises – I want to meet my parents." I said affirmatively as possible, trying to mask the wavering in my mostly emotionless voice.

Jeb smiled dementedly. "Easily accomplished. We have captured you all for the strict motive of providing you with the best living possible, and would like to reward you for making that possible."

My anger, which had been ebbing, came back full blast. "Bull shit. As if we haven't been told that by every single person in this world." And then, realizing what I said, it all came crashing down, and my resolve broke. That's what I had told the flock. The guilt tore a few more inches deeper into my heart, and I had to bite back tears.

Suddenly, Ari tore open the door, quite literally, and took in the scene. "Bit angry, aren't we little birdie?" he grinned maliciously. "I have to escort you to Max and the rest of your juvenile delinquents. Oops, did I say that? I meant beloved Flock." He grasped my forearm with his filthy paws and yanked me toward the door.

"Gently, Ari." Jeb warned. I watched as Ari's eyes flashed with what looked like pain and sadness. Then his eyes flicked to me, and he somewhat less forcefully dragged me out the door.

Ari dragged me quickly and mercilessly down a labyrinth of paths and tunnels, and finally threw me at a steel door and kicked it open. "Enjoy." He snarled and kicked the door open.

Okay, so I've plotted a lot of the story. The question is, do you deserve it? The more reviews, the faster I update :]