A/N kay people I rushed to get this up and it took up a lot of my time so I would really love some reviews. Also I need some help, I cant think of a name for a new character I'm bringin in he's gonna be a type of Fang/Iggy character that helps Max so any suggestions?

Chapter 7

I focused as hard as I could I had managed to somehow cause the metal panels in the floor to rip up. I concentrated and imagined the metal strips were as flexible as my hand, as the experiments got closer I dragged my eyes from the metal panels to just above them, the metal followed. I slapped my hands down and clenched my fists. With a clang the metal slanted across the experiments bodies and curved, forming a cage and preventing them to move

I could hear a camera zooming in and swivelling in my direction. The experiments snarled and thrashed around in the constrictions. I was safe, for now.

The air locked door across from me swung open with a hiss, causing me to jump. Lash walked in with an evil grin on his face. I knew straight away that I was in trouble. And true to my prediction, I was.

Turned out these were the top experiments around, used to terminate subjects and feed them at the same time. I had just immobilized them, and the head honchos weren't happy about that.

They had, had enough of me already. I wasn't cooperating and I was a pain cause I just wouldn't do anything, I was scheduled for termination, I should never have been allowed to live this long anyway. I wasn't even meant to survive to be one, my programming didn't go that far. That was what the white coat who came in yelled at me. I was a mistake, an abomination, worthless. They were creating another to replace me, one who obeyed and they thought they had done enough experiments to make them like me, but commandable.

I didn't like that white coat. I felt, for the first time in my life, anger so hot I screamed and lashed out in blind fury. Lash held me back and cinched his arms around my waist locking my wings and arms in place.

As if I didn't know I was a mistake, something not wanted. I had gone through my life knowing that i was WRONG, not meant to even breath, think or live. That I was worthless which was why nobody cared enough to take me out of here or keep me out. It was why I was all alone. Because Sky and Chase were gone after they realised what I was worth. Nothing.

I was taken into a room that had computers and cages stacked up on each other. There was a man in military clothes there. I didn't like him either.

Lash tossed me to the floor. I scrambled back up and found myself back to back with a wall.

"Well, you've been a pain haven't you? A bit of a shame to throw something away that has your special abilities but if we made you I'm sure we can make another more cooperative creature."

"We're not creatures, we're living beings. With thoughts and feelings, probably more feeling than any of you though." I snapped rebelliously.

"You have a mouth on you don't you?" I said glaring.

"I also have wings if you didn't notice." He didn't like that. He glared and snapped his fingers. Two Wing Beaters took five steps towards me. In an age old fear I pressed back into the wall, forgetting momentarily that I had a new power.

Someone dashed to my side and threw a black bag over my head, confusing me before darkness consumed me making me scream. The wall at my back and gave way, they split down the middle and two sliding doors open, to which I fell into.

When I landed I pulled the bag off just in time to see the wall/door close with glass instead of concrete. Metal gears grinded and I felt the floor shift. Then I realised the roof was moving down and the floor up, the space I was in getting smaller and smaller. They were going to crush me.

I tried to fight my way out, but my mind was so panicked as claustrophobia kicked in that I couldn't focus enough to use my powers. The floor and ceiling stopped when I was lying on my stomach with one hand each on the ceiling and the floor.

I was in an awkward position. But I saw the man in military clothing smirk and wave right before the concrete wall slid back into place, I was trapped in darkness and all abilities I had that allowed me to move things with my mind went into a closed space in my mind. Fear took over, pure ungrounded terror.

I did what any kid does when in the dark and scared. I cried and called out for Chase and Sky. They never came. The tests got more violent. They didn't even bother to stitch me back up, or if they did they didn't bother to do a good job. I was apparently going to die soon, so why waste supplies on me?

Three days I cowered in the dark, wincing as lacerations leaked blood onto my cramped and limited space. Three days until I heard banging and shouting outside my dark tomb walls. I didn't even react. It was probably an experiment misbehaving, or dying.

When the sliding concrete doors slid open I winced at the bright light that shone in. I could hear mumble curses and hands reached for me.
What shocked me though wasn't the curses, bit the gentleness the hands lifted me with. Not claws and brute force. But tender love and care.

I was cradled in arms and held close to a warm chest. Someone stroked my hair out of my face. I blinked open an eye and saw the face that belonged to someone that I never thought I would see again.

Chase. He had come back. Then I heard more banging, more shouting and booms. Chase started running, there were people with us. But the combined force of no food, little rest and testing and bad operations took its toll. I quickly fell unconscious just as I heard the whistling of wind in my hair and a light so bright it hurt my eyes when they were closed and warmed my skin.

I smiled as I fell unconscious. I was out. I was free.

A/N Well what you think? Also I still need suggestions for a name. What do you think about Ace? Yes no or something else? I'm updating soon as my life is settling down for xmas. So happy Christmas everybody!! x