I won't really tell you about the next test, because it will bore the hell out of you. It did for me. While Angel and the Gasman sat outside this room, we sat in it with exams in front of us. Now, this would have been really useful if we had been to school. We could read to basic's yes, but it was still a bit tough. So writing with our scrappy handwriting, we breeze through the science questions and did crappy with the maths. Not even Ig is good at maths, and he makes the explosives.
Ig was another thing. They put him in the perfect place without realising it. A ray of light hit the white paper and as we went blind from it, he could see. He can't read though, or write. But apparently Ang helped with that one. She would read it into his mind, he would answer it and she would make him write it with his hand. Perfect.
The next test freaked me out, but I still did it. It wasn't the killing bit. It was the cage. I went first, and had to hold back the flashbacks at the sight of another cage. The first was bad enough, but another. I stabbed the chicken with the pen without a word. Fang came out with a blank face and pain in his eyes. He held me, his face in the crock of my neck until we could move on. Ig came out slightly shaken and sat down. Ang crawled onto his lap and hugged him. Nudge came out ghostly white, even with her dark skin. I sat with her Next to me, and I on Fangs lap, trying to comfort her. She had the same problem as me. It's not the chicken. It's the cage.
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Mac didn't say a word, and neither did Tom or Dave. We made our way through a forest and stopped at a course. Angel and Gaz pleaded for them to go to, and in the end Ang 'convinced' Mac to let her go. Total sat on the ground, out of sight. Tom and Dave helped the two instructors, because there where so many of us. But we ran the course, the height not having a problem with us. Each jump became further apart, so we pushed off a touch harder. The ground became higher and I nearly jumped off the edge to fly. Fang held me; to make sure I didn't 'commit suicide'. That's what he said it would look like.
"Ok. Mat's down there." Said one of the instructors. We are twenty metres off the ground, standing on a ledge, with a mat below us to 'support' our fall. I think the hardest part here is to not land on our feet, or spread our wings. "I will go first." The guy took a breath and threw himself out into the air. He landed flat on his back, bum bent a bit.
"Cannon ball!" Shrieks Gaz as he runs off the edge. He curls into a ball, flattening out just before he lands. Ang and Nudge don't hesitate as they jump off straight after. Ig follows the sound of their laughter and lands softly on the mat.
A laugh comes from Fang as he let's go of my hand. We jump off at the same time. I do two flips in the air before landing on my back. "One more test." Comes Mac's voice.
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The test is simple. Dive into the pool, grab the brick at the bottom and swim to the other end with it. Another brilliant thing. Ig can still see. His sight has been coming back lately. Small things at first, but all the same. A bright light has to be reflecting off it, for him to see, but he can use most colours now. Just white, he can see, bright or not. We are hoping for that to happen with every colour.
"Have you had swimming lessons?" One of the mucho men asks. I didn't get their names, but mucho sounds good enough, and they seriously are. I think it's like that for all the older guys, except Mac. They all have muscles that look like they will rip you apart. "Or been swimming?" He asks again at our blank faces.
"Does the sea count?" Ang asks. So I guess we have swum a touch. But only in the sea, at a secluded spot, that you have to have wings for to get to. We haven't been to many lately, since we haven't had the time. The guy nods. "Then yes."
"Ok." The second mucho guy says. He points to the bottom of the pool. "There is a brick each. Jump in, grab it and swim to the other end then get out." Easy enough. Ang and Gaz sit on the side with annoyed faces, at not being able to jump in too. We all know they could do it if they wanted to. Angel doesn't even need to breath. With them are Mac, Dave and Tom. The later two haven't said much, just watched as we went through the tests. The two-mucho men stand on the sides of the pool. I think it's for if we start drowning or something stupid like that.
Stepping onto the edge, I take of the boots. We have to go in full gear, except for shoes. Fang, Ig and Nudge stand to my side, a lane apart for each. So, I haven't ever swum in a pool, but the beach is good enough. Also, I have seen people swim on the T.V. at Anne's house. They dive in first. I clasp my hands over my head, pointed. Taking a normal breath I dive in, heading straight down for the brick. The pool at this end is about six metres deep, so not that bad. Grabbing the brick in my left hand I start kicking for the other end. So, most people would find this hard, because of the weight of the brick. But we are not most people. I don't come up for air as I zoom along to the other end. On my right hand side are the other three, all about equal. The pool is about fifty metres.
So, I don't have to come up for breath, and I would usually worry about humans seeing this, but I got no idea how long they can hold on for. Our lungs are bigger then average, plus we have air pockets throughout our body. So you see my point when we say where fine? Touching the end I stand up. This side must be a metre at the most. "You sure you have never swum before?" Asks Tom. I just give a brief nod.
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"Well, to say that I am impressed is a gross understatement." Mac starts. We have gone back to the office from before. The cage has disappeared now. I am sitting on Fangs lap in one chair, the girls squished on another and Ig and Gaz on the last. Not many people are this close, but we are. Plus Total. Nearly forgot about him. He would be in Angel's jacket a touch scared of Mac. Then you have the two guys, Tom and Dave, who have been following us around. They are standing behind Mac. I wonder if this always happens. "You did very well in the tests. The fighting; you where phenomenal. I have not seen fighting that amazing in years. The exam. That was a bit, different. Have you ever been to school?" He asks.
School. I am guessing he means like at Anne's. How long was that for? Four months? I think. Not that I really concentrated. Didn't find it necessary, plus the voice cough-Jeb-cough helped me out. "Err… We did, I don't know. Half a year ago, for four months." I state. I think it was half a year. God knows. Maybe it was less. Or more. Not like I keep track of the date in my non existent calendar.
"So you have only gone to school for four months? Well, that would explain the handwriting and spelling. Who taught you to read?" Mac asks again. Who taught us? Well, Jeb taught Fang and I, and a touch with Nudge. But I taught Nudge, Gaz and Ang. Our writing could be dreadful, but it could be worse.
"My dad." I say through my teeth. I don't like calling him that, but I don't know if I should say his name or not. That could be dangerous. "I taught the others." The three behind the desk scan over us and give a nod. Fang's arms around my waist tighten, but he doesn't say anything. Everyone else is quiet too, as they know I do the talking.
"Ok." Mac continues. "Well, your science knowledge was impressive to say the least. Your math's needs to be improved, as none of you answered it, except Tiffany. You got them all right." I know how she got them all right. She 'felt' the answers. Someone used the pencil or touched the paper, knowing the answer. I look at her, my eyebrow raised. She gives a sigh.
"Sorry Max." She mimes grudgingly. The three behind the desk don't see.
"The chicken you all killed with no question's asked. So well done, except you did come out a bit shaky." Mac says, and Dave continues. His voice sounds utterly impressed and in awe.
"I have to admit that you guys have done fantastic. The course you practically flew across." At that a small laugh goes around the room. Dave ignores us. "You made no hesitations, so well done. Now, the swimming. That was umm… interesting. You did amazing again. But it'd dangerous to hold your breath that long. But otherwise you passed with flying colours. You will be given two days to think about whether you want to take on a role as an agent, or not. You will be sent back to the orphanage." Tom interrupts him.
"Any questions?" He asks. I rack my brain for something I need to know. We get food, accommodation and education, even if we don't really need the last one. In return we go on these mission things and go undercover. Sounds easy enough. Now, the last thing they forgot to mention. Safety.
"Are we safe here? Who knows of this place? And can we leave when we want?" I ask straight out. We need to know all of these, because one mess up and we are stuffed. Mac answers with a confused face.
"These grounds are not known by anyone except for a few people in M16, which is the same thing as this, except for adults. So this place is extremely safe. As for the other one. You can withdraw whenever you want." Mac answers. I turn to Ang waiting for a confirmation. She gives a brief nod and a grin. Looks like Ang wants to stay. Nudge nods, as do Gaz. I look at Ig, knowing he is thinking of an answer. He somehow will know I am looking at him. Scary.
"Ok with me. As long as I get food galore. I am so hunger." Ig answers as his stomach rumbles. Ours join in. I wait for Fang's answer.
"It's a good plan for now." Fang starts, thinking it through thoroughly. "We will get free food, and the younger kids will get some schooling for free. We get beds to sleep in, and I am guessing showers, which would be nice." He stops there and gives a small nod.
"Plus, you guys will be able to make friends." I put in and a few cheers are heard. We are such loners. How sad. I small laugh comes from Angel, probably about my thoughts. Out of my head, sweety. "Sure. We'll stay." I say with a nod.
"We will send you back to the orphanage to give you a few days first, then you can decide. This is a life changing thing." Mac says. We aren't going back there. We stay here or head off. Hawaii was sounding nice.
"You send us back to the orphanage and you will never hear of us again. We're staying." Ig says matter of factly. I think where all thinking on the same level, because Angel and Nudge started talking a mile a minute.
"Ok then," Mac agrees after a while. Intense much. "Now, we are going to have to change your details. You can use a different last name." Why would we need to do that? Not like we exist or anything, and Nudge just had to point that out.
"Why do we have to do that?" She starts, straight to the point. "We don't exist in the system. Never have and never will. I wonder if our parents do. Maybe we can search for them or something. Nah. I don't like mine. They're horrible. We can't split up again, that was painful. But if where going different names I think I will go, I don't know. Can we stay with Ride? Tiffany-Krystal is fine with me…"
"Shut up!" Yells Gaz.
"What do you mean you don't exist?" Tom asks in confusion. I can hear the click-click-click of the keyboard as Mac searches the computer. Most likely looking for us I guess. I don't think he will find us though. Tom and Dave look onto the computer as Mac stops. "Your not there."
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So there not telling them about the wings or anything! Wow. Training next. Hope you like and please review. I did four pages and i hope you like.