Disclaimer: I used a quote from Starwars III that Padme Amadala said to Anakin Skywalker in Sage's POV. Sage says it to Caleb.

Iggy's POV

"How much longer Fang?" I asked.

I was getting restless. Every second we spent in the sky was a second away from the School and Arseny and Sage. It was a second wasted. A second that we weren't kicking white coat butt and saving the people I loved most.

"We've got an hour or so left, and we are way ahead of schedule. It is about three o'clock now. Max and the rest of the flock should be getting home about now. You do know that when we get back, she's gonna kill us?"

Of course I knew that. But if we didn't get to the School they were gonna kill Sage. It was hard enough spending hours away from her; it was even harder knowing that she could be dying or dead. And my son, he was gone too. Dead? Maybe. He was so small, he'd always been small. When Arseny was born he fit in my hand. Even now at nine months old he was less than a foot tall.

"Iggy, I bet they're fine. Sage is a fighter and she and Arseny are probably on their way home now. I've never seen her give up and now certainly wouldn't be an exception. You just need to relax, okay? Now, we need a plan or something. If Max were here, she'd have a plan."

Damn right she would. We couldn't just walk in there like, "Yo, give me my girlfriend and son back."

If you think you could do that, you were crazy. They'd throw you in cages faster than you could say pie. Which I had a craving for now. Pie was good, really good. Especially apple. Oh and you can't forget chocolate crème with whipped cream and chocolate chips. But I'm getting off topic now. No pie until the victory.

"So we land a couple hundred feet away from the School, then sneak in through the window that's right above the main lab. From there we find a couple white coats and knock them out. Then we'll take their uniforms and get through and just look around till we find them."

Fang huffed in frustration.

"You have a better plan?" I asked.

"It's not that, I just wish that life was less complicated for us, you know?"

I nodded my head in agreement. Sure, having wings was great, but what we went through to get them was far from it. Dog crates, needles, experiments, surgeries, pain, being scarred for life. None of it was worth it just for a pair of wings. Now, don't get me wrong I love my wings! I just hate the conditions, that's all.

Sage's POV

At some point I must've fallen asleep because Arseny's crying and Caleb's gruff voice woke me up. I was stunned to see Arseny in the cage with me.

"Here, take him. He's wasting cage space anyway. Too small for his own. And don't go telling them that I gave him to you, because if you do he won't live very long."

"Caleb, you don't have to be like this! Remember when we were younger and you and I were a team looking out for each other? Caleb, you were my brother and I'd give my life for you! Why did you choose to do this?"

"Sage, you don't have to be like them! Don't you see? Right now you could choose me over them!"

"Caleb, you're going down a path I cannot follow! In the end all you will do is hurt yourself and the ones you love!"

His face tensed with anger and antagonism. Then it contorted to an expression that I'd never seen him show before; fear. I wasn't sure why, but he was afraid of something. Caleb meant so much to me, and he still did; no matter what he did to me, he was still the Caleb I grew up with. I never wanted to see him hurt or afraid.

"Just shut up! I'm doing you a favor, okay? I'm saving you guys' lives!?" he pointed at Arseny and me.

I felt the tears once again well up in my eyes. His scared face turned into disgust.

"Now I remember why I stopped caring. You are so FAKE! I can't stand that stupid façade you put up!"

With that he stomped out and the doors slammed shut, leaving Arseny and I in total darkness. Arseny started crying really loudly, and the other mutants began shaking their cages and screaming as well.

"Shh. Daddy's gonna be here and we'll get out of here. I promise no more harm to you. I'm so sorry…" I couldn't finish my sentence because the tears had spilled over and my throat got all tight.