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Max POV

"Please, don't hurt him!" I begged Jeb but the two Erasers held Fang's tense form up, punching him in the stomach.

"I'm sorry, but you wouldn't cooperate the easy way." Jeb said, pulling out a syringe. Fang cringed as Jeb took a blood sample and then Fang kicked as hard as he could straight into Jeb's kneecap. I heard the crack, and the yelp, and the crash as the syringe broke on the ground. The Erasers banged Fang against the wall hard as Jeb picked himself up off the floor.

"You're only making this harder on yourself." He said and Fang glared at him, snarling. Fang looked evil with his dark hair in front of his angry eyes. The cut on his jaw had healed, leaving a faint scar. The Eraser bashed his shoulder with his fists, making Fang cringe.

"Chain him." Jeb said and the Erasers cuffed his wrists and ankles, holding him against the wall. Fang struggled the whole time but I could tell he was completely worn out.

"Just leave him alone!" I screamed but they didn't pay any attention to me. Jeb walked out, slightly limping. I banged my fists on the cage wall but it didn't do any good. I could only watch as the Erasers knocked Fang unconscious, his form leaning against the wall with the chains still hooked on. His head leaned in the corner of the cage, his eyes closed, dark hair slightly covering them, the cuts on his face finally ceasing to bleed. I couldn't do anything for him either and that tore me apart. Jeb finally walked in with another syringe, opening the door to Fang's cage and walking in. I could see Fang's eyes flickering open and looking straight up at Jeb. He leaped to his feet, backing away from him.

"Are you going to do this the easy way or the hard way, Fang?" Jeb asked and Fang glared murderously at him.

"The only thing keeping you alive right now are these chains." He hissed. "You aren't getting anything from us the easy way."

"I'm sorry to hear that." Jeb said and an Eraser grabbed Fang's shoulders, keeping him still no matter how hard he struggled. The other pulled Fang's arm forward, Jeb pushing in the needle. Fang's knees suddenly buckled and he fell, the Eraser falling with him. Fang's eyes were closed, his entire body limp.

"Well, that was a bit more reaction than I thought it would be, but he's ok. Come." Jeb motioned to the Erasers and they all headed out, Jeb locking the door behind them. I could only watch as Fang remained out cold, his breaths shallow and slow.

"Fang?" I called out to him. No response. "Fang?" I waited a few minutes and then called again, this time his eyes flickered open and he looked around. He groaned as he tried to stand, leaning on the wall for support.

"What happened?" He asked, shaking his head.

"Jeb injected you with something and you fell, passed out."

"I wonder what it was." Fang said groggily. I could see his legs giving out, he slid down the wall and sat down again, leaning his head on the wall behind him. He looked at me, his eyes full of anger, pain, and exhaustion. He blinked and looked away, everything was washed out of his expression once again.

"I'm so sorry, Fang." I said as I watched his eyes slowly drift shut, despite him trying to fight it. "Just please hold on."