Hey guys… I feel really… meh... today. So yeah…. But thank you to all my reviewers that mentioned bacon! It made me so happy.

Okay… Here goes nothing…

FangPOV

You have got to be freaking kidding me.

I heard more footsteps behind me and whirled around to face about six more Flyboys. Piece. Of. Cake. They should really know to send more by now… I could feel adrenaline whipping through my veins and got ready to attack... It had been a while, and I was itching for a good fight. I was about to do so when the one behind me holding Max spoke. "Stop, or I will kill the girl. I will not hesitate."

I turned around slowly, seething with rage. They had me there… I couldn't let Max get hurt. "Didn't your little scientist buddies tell you to catch all of us?" I spat. "Last time I counted, one plus one didn't equal six. Maybe you really are as stupid as you look." The Flyboy ignored me, saying, "You will come with us."

Wait… Maybe all they wanted was Max and I. Didn't Max tell me something about the suicide guy wanting both of us to get out before he exploded? But why would they just want us? I feel so special now. Right.

My teeth clenched as the Flyboys behind me bound my wrists. And I let them. After all those times we've escaped, won fights against much more than freaking TEN FLYBOYS, I had to just… give up. Max would yell at me if she were awake- "Don't worry about me, kick their asses," or something like that- but unfortunately, she wasn't, and that Flyboy could take her out in the blink of an eye.

How did they even catch her? She's Max, for god's sake. This is completely illogical.

"You will come with us," he droned again. Suddenly, two more figures entered the kitchen.

Oh my God.

Now you REALLY have to be freaking kidding me. Hint hint, Itex, you tried this once, and it didn't exactly work out.

They'd made clones of Max and me.

Do they ever learn? ANGEL CAN READ MINDS. I bet Max 3, or whatever she is, is gonna offer to cook. Hah. I glared at my other me (wow, that sounded weird) and he smirked, and as if he knew what I was thinking, he spoke. "We've got mind blocks on everything important. Angel will never know. And this time, we act just like you do." Holy crap. He even called her Angel, not 'the mind reader' or whatever.

This was bad. This was very, very bad.

And that was my last thought before Me 2.0 said goodnight and chloroformed me.

MaxPOV

Darkness. Voices. Pain.

That was all there was.

Terrible, terrible pain.

Burning pain. Searing, like acid.

Agony.

Suddenly, my eyes snapped open, and I screamed. Long and loud.

PAIN. PAIN. PAIN.

That was all I could think, even now.

"What's wrong with subject one?" shouted a voice over my screaming. A man in a white coat bent over me to look at a monitor. A white coat.

Oh, great.

"She's at her limit- give her the antidote."

Antidote? I like that word. I hope.

I didn't even feel the needle through the burning- and suddenly, it stopped. My breathing slowed, and I quieted, closing my eyes.

"She did better than we expected- this is good."

"What... was… that…" I managed, eyes still closed. I almost asked where I was, but I already knew it.

I was in a School.

Welcome home, Max.

"She's still conscious," observed a whitecoat.

"No shit," I muttered.

"That, subject one, was a test," one said coolly. "One of many tests. This one in particular was to test your endurance, how much pain you could take."

Well, shit. I get to be tested on some more. Aren't I a lucky girl!

Suddenly, I noticed a sound coming from the next room. Hmm, shouldn't these walls be soundproof? Great! They're cheap AND they love to torture people! Such winning personalities.

"What's that noise?" I said quietly. I would've been all over the demanding and yelling, but I felt pretty… pretty… it almost hurts to say this… WEAK. Ew.

"Subject two did not react well to your exclamations, even the ones in your sleep," said a whitecoat. "We found him quite angered." I assumed that subject two was Fang- the muffled shouting sounded like him. Oh, and 'my exclamations'? Right. More like 'screams at the top of my lungs.' And I screamed in my sleep? How does that not wake me up?

"So what kind of 'tests' are you putting him through?" I said rather groggily. Getting… sleepy…

Another whitecoat grinned. "Nothing yet- nothing we had planned on, anyway. We are currently testing his strength without him knowing it- ever since he woke he has been trying to break out of his room and into here. He has been suffering injuries- bones do not take kindly to being rammed against the metal of our doors."

Fang was such an idiot! He was trying to rescue me? And he was breaking his bones trying to get out? He was so stupid sometimes… if he hadn't gotten out by now, he probably wasn't gonna get out at all.

If we got out- no, when we got out- I was having a talk with him. But at the same time… it was kinda sweet of him for trying. But that doesn't give him an excuse.

All of a sudden, I felt really tired. I looked at my arm, and sure enough, there was another needle. I struggled to stay conscious, but the blackness was so very inviting… and warm… and wait, no, what am I thinking? Wake up, Max, wake up!

But it was too late- my eyes drifted closed.

FlockPOV

A bubbling Nudge, Ella, and Angel, walked into the house, carrying bags and laughing and talking. The exhausted Dr Martinez, Gazzy, and Iggy followed them in and immediately sat down, sighing with relief. "Thank bacon that's over," muttered Iggy. Suddenly, Max walked down the stairs. "Have fun?" she said, smirking and noticing their tired expressions. Iggy glared at her (as well as a blind kid can), and she laughed and went to go talk to the girls. Fang descended quietly, being his broody, silent self. Gazzy waved to him. "Hey, Fang." Fang just nodded at him and left to go get something to eat.

When Fang II was alone, he smiled to himself. They didn't suspect a thing.

Oooo... Evilness... IT'S EVERYWHERE.

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-Sierra