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Max P.O.V (right after ch. 3 takes place)

The sky was dark, and the rest of the flock had fallen asleep about an hour ago, but as the moon shone down on the field, I couldn't even fall asleep if I wasn't on watch duty. This whole disappearing thing was so not going to be good for my health.

I sighed and wrapped my wings around myself, shielding myself form a cold wind blowing past us. I tried to come up with things to occupy myself, and to get my mind off of Fang, but found it (guess what?) impossible. There was not going to be much sleep in my near future.

Somehow, I got my mind off of him, and got to thinking about the rest of the flock. I was just about to decide on where and when our next meal would be, when a gorgeous black hawk, coming out of seemingly nowhere, swooped over the flock. It was all alone, and didn't have any intent that I could see to change that. But when it got close enough to us so that we could practically touch it, its speed slowed, as if it had an extreme longing to be in a group and to be loved.

It was sort of funny, how it didn't show that it wanted anything but to be alone, but it wanted to have friends. As the hawk soared out of sight, I still didn't let myself face the familiarity or the irony of its personality, because I knew that I would get too emotional over it. I simply sighed, and went back to occupying myself with an argument over Wendy's and McDonald's, though I no longer really cared.

Fang P.O.V

His fist flew towards me, and connected powerfully with my stomach, knocking the wind out of me. I tried to stand up and fight back, realizing that, for some odd reason, I wasn't chained up or anything. But the moment I got to my feet, an insane dizziness overpowered me and I fell back, my head spinning.

The walking refrigerator just laughed, and landed a kick to my ribs before talking.

"You won't be getting up any time soon, stupid bird kid," he laughed again, and threw me against the wall. This guy had to be genetically altered; it took a lot to hurt one of us, and no human had been able to do it yet.

He continued kicking and punching and the likes, trying to see how much I could take. Each hit was only about a tenth of what we could do, but given the whole poison dart thing and the ongoing repetitiveness, it began to take a toll.

Finally, after what seemed like ages, the truck came to a sudden halt, throwing me and the brick wall against the side of the truck. I clenched my jaw at the pain of the impact after my little 'punishment'. The man looked at me and took in my expression, his face exploding into a smile.

'Don't worry, buddy,' I thought, not wanting to speak out of obvious reasons, 'I promise that when I get the chance, you will be in mucho de pain,' I refused to say 'if'. I kept myself thinking that if I didn't blow through these guys myself, Max and the rest of the flock would come and help me out a bit. Or a lot, but it didn't really matter.

The fathead stood up after he finished enjoying my pain (jerk) and yanked me to my feet, just as the truck doors flew open, revealing a dark sky dotted with stars and a bright full moon.

The mini Godzilla pushed me ahead, and stars danced in front of my eyes, but, thanks to his tree trunk of an arm, I managed to stay upright until the unwanted shapes disappeared.

Ter Borcht replaced the shapes and, after looking me over (not THAT way you pervs), let loose that annoying little accent of his,

"I see you have brought him vitting punishvent, Tiberius, yah?" What country was he from, anyway?

Before I could say anything that would get me in trouble, Tiberius (HA!) spoke up, "Yes. I don't believe he will act up in this way again."

There were so many things I wanted to say to that massive oaf, but I kept my mouth shut.

"Then ve shall begin ze tests." Ter Borcht's face lit up with an evil grin, and I found myself wishing I was anywhere but there.

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