As promised, here is the sixth chapter tonight! The Flock are getting a little mad about being excluded, so perhaps they'll be making their debut soon… We'll have to see… Cue the creepy music… Read on and review!

Fang's POV

I stared at the ceiling from the top of the bunk bed, wishing it away. We'd been here a little over two months, and I was about to go insane. I hadn't seen or heard from any of the girls in weeks. I was worried that something had happened to them.

I couldn't go there. They'd be fine. Max could fight her way out of any situation, no matter what you faced her with. Nudge was admittedly a chatterbox, but she was a pretty good fighter too. The only one I wasn't overly worried about was Angel. She was a mind controlling devil when she wanted to be. At least, that's what I tried to tell myself.

"Gazzy!" Iggy complained from across the room. I was well out of range of Gazzy's internal bomb. I couldn't help but snicker. It was covered by Gazzy's own raucous laughter. I sat up and raked my hand through my hair out of habit. The stupid scientist had cut it a few days after they'd brought us here.

It hadn't grown much since, and that fact aggravated the crap out of me. They'd also taken away my black ensemble and given me a couple pair of standard blue jeans, a few white tees, and a good pair of white sneakers. Gazzy and Iggy had received clothes along the same lines.

I didn't know if these scientist were better or worse than the ones at Itex. The Itex scientist were naïve, feeble minded children compared to these people. While Itex had tortured and experimented on us, they had seriously underestimated our ability to endure and escape. Here, the scientist understood that we were cunning, escape artists.

Henceforth, they'd made it virtually impossible to escape this room. There were no windows here and the door was operated from the hallway only. They wielded these big Taser things when they removed you from the room.

They hurt like crap. I should know. I've been shocked by them more than once. The good part was that we actually got fed and we weren't subjected to horrendous experiments… that I know of. I sighed, thinking of the girls. I hoped they weren't being tortured mercilessly.

I closed my eyes, letting a single tear fall. "Where are you?" I whispered softly, intending it for the one girl who'd ever stolen my heart.

Angel's POV

I sat cross legged on my bed, reading a book Jeb had given me yesterday. It was an older book, by Nicholas Sparks. I didn't care how old it was, that man was a g-e-n-i-u-s. 'The Guardian' (what I held in my hands) was amazing. I laid the book down, and impatiently stood up in my room.

Nudge, Max, and I had started out sharing this room. About a month ago, they took Max away. I was worried about her. She was like a mom to me. I couldn't tell if she was okay because I couldn't read anyone's thoughts. Somehow, they scientist had figured out how to put a block on my power. I sighed restlessly.

About a week ago they'd taken my Nudgie away. I'd heard snippets of conversation about her, but that was it. I couldn't really do anything about it. Those men had these BIG guns that acted like tasers... only a million times worse. I thought they almost killed Max when they shocked her with one of the guns.

Jeb stepped into the room with a man that looked like a rat. I liked to refer to him as 'Rat Man' because he'd never told me his name. How rude was that?

"Jeb," I said coolly, putting on a mask like Max had taught me.

"Angel, honey, how are you doing?" Jeb asked gently, sitting on my bed. I stepped away immediately.

"Fine, considering the fact that I'm being held captive." I smiled ever so sweetly.

"Angel, this is for your own good. The world has drastically changed. The Flare has ravaged the land, infecting everyone and everything in it's path."

"Then, why don't you have it?" I asked. Liar, liar, pants on fire.

"Because I'm immune to it," he explained softly. Rat Man looked at his watch impatiently, hinting that they were on a schedule. "Would you like to follow me?"

"Nope," I popped the 'p', remembering how Nudge had taught me that trick.

"If you don't come willingly then we will use force," Rat Man said coldly.

"I'm coming, I'm coming," I muttered, hands held up in surrender. "Calm down... Rat Man."

Jeb's eyes bulged and a vein became prominant on Rat Man's forehead. I'd hit a nerve. Good. I skipped ahead of the two men, humming softly, acting like any other seven year old in the world... As if. I shook my head as I waited for the men to catch up, like they knew I would. I sighed. I hated that they controlled me. I absolutely hated it.

I hope I've satisfied you for the night. I'm about to drop dead. I feel so guilty though! I know how annoying it can be when authors don't update. I apologize for that. As I explained in the last chapter… there's been a lot going on. Please continue to read. I will post sooner…. Happy Summer! Shadow Prayers