Ok, here's the new chapter. After this one, there's only one chappy left of this story :( Well, I always meant for this one to be kinda short. But there WILL be a sequel!

Iggy POV

I followed Gazzy's footsteps down the hall. I had no idea where I was going. I swear I could feel curious stares from all the rooms we passed. "Where are we going, Gazzer?" I whispered.

"You'll see!" he cackled maniacally. Ah, that's my pyro-in-training! Then, he stopped so suddenly that I almost ran into him.

"Hey, you mind giving the blind kid a warning before you stop so suddenly?" I asked with irritation.

"Sorry," he muttered, not sounding sorry at all.

"Where are we?" I asked.

"Heaven! Nah, seriously we're in the science-prep room. It's its own form of heaven. It has more chemicals and bomb making supplies than back at our old house. We've hit gold baby!" He said excitedly. I bumped my fist in the air. This is gonna be awesome.

We spent the next half an hour looking for bomb materials. It didn't take us long to find the actual supplies- there were heaps –but it took us forever to decide on which ones to use. At one point, I was just about to reach into a box, but then Gazzy shouted "NO!" I immediately withdrew my hand.

"What was that about?" I asked him.

"You were just about to put your hand in a box of professional scalpels," he admitted sheepishly. Yeah, science-prep rooms can be dangerous for a blind, mutant bird kid.

Nudge POV

Aw man! Keeping these cameras paused is tiring me out. "Hey, Radar, can you get me a coffee?" I asked him. Radar stalked off to find me a coffee. "That kid has an attitude problem," I muttered to myself. Keeping these cameras offline requires a lot of concentration, so that means minimal talking.

"Hey Nudge, don't you think we should just find the security room, where all the camera feeds are and work from there? That way, it'll be easier for you and we can keep tabs on the flock!" Roro said. Damn, he is one smart kid! Why didn't I think of that before? I nodded my head. We raced off down the hallway, forgetting all about Radar and my coffee.

Angel POV

Dylan and I raced down the halls. I scanned the mind of every teacher we ran past. So far I have found three evil teachers, but quite a few students kept thinking their teacher was evil. If only they knew. Some of the classes looked pretty sketchy. I mean, a whole class dedicated to genetics, and what the hell is Sex-Ed? I'll have to ask Max about that later. "Hey Angel, found any evil teachers yet?" Dylan asked. God, he's so slow.

"Yeah, seven so far. I've sent them to the cafeteria, where we can deal with them all as a flock," I said slowly, as if I was explaining something to a three-year-old. I guess he wasn't even two yet, so this is actually how everyone should speak to him. Max and Fang would get a kick out of that. I had a sudden idea. I stopped suddenly but Dylan kept going. When he noticed I wasn't keeping up with him, he stopped and gave me a questioning look. Dylan, go back to class. The white-coats are getting suspicious. I controlled him. He turned his back on me and walked to his class. The teacher would know he was ditching, so he'd get a detention! I'm so evil.

Max POV

We followed Fang down the hallway. He came to a sudden stop in front of a janitor's closet. Huh, that is so clichéd! The secret entrance of a secret tunnel in a janitor's closet! My epiphany was short lived, as I realised I was going down a dark tunnel, having no clue on what's on the other side. Just breathe. Breathe in, breathe out. Good Max, now focus on Fang and not the walls which appear to be moving in...

We finally reached the end of the tunnel. The smell alone was enough to give me nightmares: antiseptic and disinfectant. I noticed Skyler scrunch up her nose as well.

We went around for a while, trashing the place, burning documents and waiting for Angel's call that said that Gazzy and Iggy had finished the bomb. We had split up, much to my dismay, so we could trash the place faster. I walked into one of the rooms and froze. There was a dog crate, and there was someone in it. I ran to the cage and freed the little girl who looked no older than five. On her back were two, tiny, bat-like wings. She looked fragile and couldn't even stand on her own, so I picked her up. "Hey there, I'm here to get you outa here. Do you have a name?" I asked softly.

"Waverly," the little girl whispered. Waverly had short, black hair and weird orangey-yellowy eyes, just like the eyes of those vamps in twilight (yes, I have seen twilight: Nudge wouldn't stop rambling until we let her have a twilight movie-marathon that she forced us all to watch). The little girl buried her head into my shoulder and mumbled something that sounded like "bad teachers, bad."

"Don't worry, the white-coats won't hurt you anymore," I cooed. 'Angel,' I commanded in my head, 'tell Fang and Skyler that I found a baby mutant and that I'm getting her outa here.'

Sure Max. Good luck!

Skyler POV

Uh, this place was giving me way too much déjà vu. It reminded me so much of the facility I was brought up in. Skye, Max has found a young mutant and is taking her to safety. Continue with your search, young Angel's voice said in my head.

'Aye, aye, captain!' I thought. I raced down hallways, just trashing the place with my speed. Ah, I love being fast. I passed a room with a cage in it and I back-pedalled. Going into the room, I looked around for any stinking white-coats that would be hiding. There weren't any. I looked into the cage and my breath caught in my throat. Inside the crate was a girl my age. She was surrounded by blood and feathers. I unlocked the door and reached inside to see if she was still alive. Faster than I could see, the girl's hand was clutching my wrist, cutting off circulation. I used my super-speed to whip my hand away from her. "Hey, I'm not gonna hurt you, I'm here to help!" I said. A familiar pair of purple eyes met mine. OMF (oh my fnick), she looked so freaking familiar, I just couldn't figure where I'd seen her before. "My names Skyler, what's yours?" I asked.

"How can I trust you?" OMF, she had an Aussie accent too! But back to the matter at hand. I slowly spread my beautiful wings. My wings are pretty cool, if I do say so myself. They were black, but had white tips and there were some bright red flecks scattered everywhere. The girl's eyes widened behind her short, brown and red hair. She then stood up and spread her own wings, so we were in the same position.

"Hey Skyler, I got the call from Angel. We need to get outa here no- holy crap, you're twins!" Fang shouted. He had walked into the room looking for me, not noticing the other girl at all, first. The girl and I had the same look of confusion on our faces. Then she spoke. "My name is Tyler."

"Crap, this is going to get confusing: the twins- Skyler and Tyler! Ok, this is really freaky but we've gotta move now!" Fang commanded. I grabbed Tyler's hand and started running. Like, at full speed, not that slow crap that normal mutants have to put up with. Tyler seemed to be able to match my pace ok. Must be some freaky twin thing.

We reached the end of the tunnel, panting. Apparently the diversion to get everyone out of the school had been successful: the fire bell was ringing and all the students were running off the campus. You see, we had to get everyone out of the school so we could blow it up, without harming innocent bystanders. We ran past the cafeteria and I noticed a rather large group of teachers were in a group. Those must be the white-coats Angel and Dylan had to round up. We met the rest of the flock outside, so we were only waiting for Fang, who apparently didn't have super-speed.

"Wow! I'm seeing double!" Gazzy yelled as soon as he saw me and Tyler.

"Yeah, so am I!" Iggy joked. Seriously, that kid needed to grow up; those jokes about his sight get really old, really fast.

Eventually, Fang arrived. "Took ya time!" Tyler and I said together. Wow, we haven't even known each other for ten minutes and we're already acting like twins!

"When's the bomb going to go off?" Fang asked Max, who had a small girl clinging to her, who I assumed was the girl she rescued.

"In five minutes, at three sharp!" Max said happily. Ah, end of the school day, end of the school.

"We need to get outa here," I said and Tyler nodded in agreement.

"Ok, flock, up and away!" Max yelled, and we were all jumping in the air and snapping out our wings.

I assumed Max had a place to stay, so we followed her for the flight.

Well, today school wasn't exactly boring...

There you are, another chapter (even if it was kinda short). I'm sad now: there's one chapter left of highschool hell and then it's done :(. I'm gonna have to start planning a sequel. Oh yeah, I've posted a new story: Cross your heart and hope to fly. It's kinda sad at the beginning, because Max is all alone...Anywho, R&R?