I patted my lap and she came over and sat down. I rubbed her back between her wings to calm her down.

Mom was worried now. But she read on like she knew she should.

"Chapter 5:

There was no time to think. Jeb had trained us not to think - just to act. I launched myself at an Eraser, spinning and planting a hard round house kick in his barrel chest. His breath went oof, and the odor was just awful, like raw sewage left out in the hot sun." "Nice wording there Max - that's exactly what it smells like" Iggy said, while I shuddered remembering the stench.

"After that, it was like a movie, a bunch of superimposed images that hardly seemed real. I landed another blow, then an Eraser punched me so hard that my head snapped around and I felt a burst of blood in my mouth. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Fang holding his own against an Eraser - until two more ganged up on him, and he went down under flailing clawed hands.

Iggy was still upright, but one eye was already swelling shut.

Beyond shock, I scrambled to my feet, then saw the Gasman outcold, lying facedown on the ground.

I leaped toward him, only t be grabbed again. Two Erasers pinned my arms behind my back. Another leaned in, his reddish eyes glinting with excitement, his jaw fully morphed out and snoutlike. He pulled back his hand and curled it into a fist. Then he brought it in hard, punching me in the stomach. An unbelievable pain exploded inside me, and I doubled over, dropping like a stone.

Dimly, I heard Angel screaming and Nudge crying.

Get up! I told myself, trying to suck in air. Get up!

As weird mutant kids, we're much, much stronger than regular grown-up humas. But Erasers aren't regular grown-up humans, and they outnumbered us as well. We were dog meat. I struggled to my feet, bloodlust in my eyes, ready to kill. Two Erasers held Nudge's hands and feet. They swung her hard, and she went sailing, hitting her head against a tree. I heard a small pained cry, and then she lay crumpled among the pine needles.

With a hoarse, blood-muffled shout, I ran up and clapped my cupped palms around an Erasers furry ears. He shrieked as his eardrums popped, and he fell to his knees.

"Max!" Angel screamed, high-pitched and terrified, and I spun around. An Eraser had her by the arms, and I raced forward, jumping over Iggy, who now lay unconscious. Two Erasers fell on me, knocking me down, one pressing a heavy knee into my chest. I wheezed and struggled, and one of them cuffed my face hard, his ragged claws digging deep welts in my cheek.

Dizzily, I fell back, the two Erasers pinning me, and with uncomprehending horror I was three other Erasers stuffing Angel, my baby, into a rough sack. She was crying and screaming, and one of them hit her.

Frantically struggling, I tried to scream but could make only a hoarse choked cry. "Get off me, you stupid, freaking --" I choked, but was slammed back again.

An Eraser leaned over me, smiling horribly.

"Max," he said, and my stomach clenched - did I know him? "Good to see you again," he went on conversationally. "You look like crap. You always acted so much better than anyone else, so this cheers me up."

"Who are you?" I gasped. Felling cold at the center of my being.

The Eraser grinned, his long, sharp teeth barely fitting in his jaw. "You don't recognize me? I guess I've grown some."

My eyes went wide with sudden, horrified recognition.

"Ari," I whispered, and he laughed like a mad person. Then he stood up. I saw his huge, black boot come at my head, felt my head jerk to one side, and everything wet black.

My last thought was disbelief: Ari was Jeb's son. They'd made him into an Eraser. He was seven years old.

Wow. That's what you've had to go through??" mom finished.

"Hate to break it to you, mom, but that was JUST the beginning of many battles." I told her gravely. "Ella would you do the honors and read the next chapter before we lose it here? I don't know if we'll make it through these next through chapters if we take our merry time doing so."

"Sure, I guess. I'll read." And she took the book in her hands and began to read.

A/N: I OWN NOTHING but the back stuff in regular type :)