Hey sorry for the lack of posting... I had to make the next three chapters flow that's all.

Y'all know the disclaimer, claimer crap so don't make me say it.

You're going to make me say it aren't you?

-sighs- Okay... but we're going to do it in style...

DiScLaImEr I don't own any Maximum ride or Twilight characters... BOO-YA!

ClAiMeR I own this plot... SO BACK UP! BACK UP! BACK UP! MINE! ALL MINE! -snarls like a hamster with rabies-

I also own Lilith. (Squeeee I love her XD she's so cute... you'll see...)

Chapter 9

(Fang's POV)

My eyes fluttered open and the world was blurry at first. It slowly focused, there was a bright light above me and my wrists and ankles were practically bolted to the stainless steal table underneath me.

I pulled pointlessly against my restrains. I could feel the panic rising in me. I could smell the smells that made me want to crawl the walls.

Suddenly a door to my right opened and I shut down as I gave up.

Randle walked in with nameless whitecoat numero uno. Nameless whitecoat numero uno was holding a syringe and pure, cold fear shot through my system and my mind went frantic. I pulled again and Randle laughed and smacked me across the face.

The whitecoat unlatched my right wrist and Randle held it tightly. I could see my vein clearly in my arm. My eyes were wide as I pulled against him. I began to almost whimper, but it was more like a squeak. The whitecoat glanced at me and I gave one last useless yank of my arm before he gripped it too and injected me with the reddish liquid inside the syringe.

I gasped, needles hurt when you were tense like I was.

I got my hand free for a second and I knocked the empty syringe out of the whitecoat's hand. It clattered to the floor and it shattered. The two of them immediately covered their mouths. As if it had contained something… bad, which it no doubt was.

Randle smacked me across the face again and I could feel the bruise starting to grow as I lay there. He gripped my wrist and practically threw it onto the table and locked it back in place.

He grinned and leaned down near my ear, "Welcome home, freak."

I struggled as they left, Randle's ghostly chuckle seemed to bounce around the walls and fear took control. I blinked, I started to feel weird. It was almost like I was sick. I groaned and my head rested against the table.

A few minutes later someone came in and I was too weak to move. He felt my forehead and his fingers were freezing. I shivered and he looked at the other person and nodded.

They started to take the straps off of my wrists and ankles. I trying to move but I couldn't get my body to move. An Eraser came in and gripped me under the arms and dragged me out of the room.

I missed parts of how I got to my cage, but I was suddenly in cage. All around me was terrible creatures. They were all of them had the same slightly grey looking skin. Some of them were moaning, one of them was unconscious and some of them looked deformed.

They were the children I had seen in my vision. I cowered in the back of my cage.

Suddenly someone made a noise. I looked to my left. There was a little girl, maybe 4 or 5 years old. She had messy light brown hair and she was curled into the fetal position.

She had whimpered, as if she was in pain. She was shivering violently. She was watching me with wide, terrified, blue eyes.

I looked at her sadly. "Hello," I said and my voice sounded like it hadn't been used in ages.

She shivered violent for a moment before saying in a tiny voice, "Hi."

"My name is Fang. What's yours?" I asked. She seemed totally alone, and she seemed like she was going to be gone soon and no one should die without one friend.

She watched me with curious eyes, "My name is 013. What kind of number is Fang?"

I smiled softly, "My number was 002. I mean your name... what do they call you?"

"I don't understand… I am called 13, unlucky number 13."

"I mean… what's your real name, the name they don't call you, the name the children call you?"

"What do you mean? We don't talk to each other. We're not supposed to."

"What? Why not?" she shrugged, "Well what do you wish me to call you?"

She was silent for a minute, "You can call me Lilith… or Lili."(A/N Lili is said like Lily (pretty easy to figure out))

I smiled at her, "Well I'm very happy to meet you Lilith. Why did you pick that name?" I asked honestly curious.

"I was once told the story of Adam and Eve." She started; she had a coughing fit for a moment. "There was a different version… one where a girl named Lilith was married to Adam before Eve… but because she disobeyed him she was turned into a demon." She said smiling evilly. "I thought it was cool. "Plus it means, 'belonging to the night,' which I think sound cool."

I laughed softly at her excited face before I coughed badly, "Ya, it sounds cool. Do you know what they are doing here?" I asked.

She nodded, "They're making us sick to find out how to make other people sick. Apparently there is some sort of… secret… in our blood, Mutant blood. If they unlock the secret they can make sicknesses and things." She coughed badly, "In me is the worse kind of flu known to man."

I watched her sadly. She slipped her hand through the bars and I held it. "I wonder what they put in me." I mumbled.

"Probably the same thing, 010 dyed yesterday, the next is going to be 011, the unconscious boy to my left, and then there is, 012, the girl across from me, and then me. It's been that way for as long as I remember, I just know, I die after 012 dies." Lilith whispered. I looked at all the children in their cages. There was the blond unconscious boy, a red haired little girl with brown eyes that was 012, Lilith, me, and a black curly haired boy with green eyes. None of them could have been over 10 years old.

"That's horrible," I whispered.

She shrugged, "You never know when they die… until they come and take them away."

"How old are you?" I asked in a whisper.

"4." She said holding up her hand to show me four of her little fingers.

"You're pretty smart for 4."

"T-t-that doesn't help you when you're stuck in a cage and you're praying for death quicker then it'll come." She said shivering violently.

"Lili, I will get you out of here. I promise you." I said looking her in the eyes.

She laughed almost hysterically, "Don't make promises you can't keep… Fang," she whispered.

"I promise you." I whispered again.

I looked around all the children cowering in the backs of their cages, "Hey," I called loudly and they all looked at me alarmed, "Listen to me, all of you. You can't lose hope; you don't all have to die like this. You can live and be free; you don't have to listen to them. You can fight! Don't give up on yourselves! You can survive. You can defy them in the little ways you can!" I said furiously and I coughed and shivered. I had to have faith in the flock and the Cullens to save me, to save us.

They all watched me and their eyes seemed to understand they nodded with brave faces. Lilith looked at me a wide smiled on her face. She leaned close to the bars and whispered, "Thank you. You've given hope to those who have none."

Suddenly a picture flashed before my eyes. Max and flock were all standing with the Cullens in the living room by the piano.

"Why should we let you help us? You're the ones that let this happen!" Max yelled. She was angry. She was in pain. She was suffering.

"Max, we can help you." It was Alice who spoke, "I saw their last decision. They injected him with a dangerous flu, the most dangerous flu ever known to man."

"Really, and that was that?" Max practically spat.

"The 1918 flu," She answered with a look of pain.

Bella went as stiff as a board, "You mean… the one Edward would have died from?" She asked looking at the ground and everyone looked at Edward.

"Yes," Alice said looking like she wanted to cry.

Carlisle was still now. "Please, we have to help him, before it's too late."

"You mean… those people he saw… they were the ones who were diseased?" Max asked with horrified eyes.

Alice nodded, "We need to help him."

Max finally sighed, "Fine, let's go before this gets bad enough to kill."

They disappeared and I felt my eyes in shock, I was crying. "Max, Max, no, it's not their fault." I cried in a whisper.

Lili watched me with a shocked look, "What is it?" She asked in a young voice.

"Don't worry Lilith, they'll come, they're coming."

"Who's coming?" she asked looking hopeful.

I sniffed, "Help."

She smiled and a door burst open and two whitecoats came in. They opened 011's cage and pulled the boy out and dragged him.

She looked at me sadly, "Well… at least you'll be free. I'll be dead in less then 48 hours at this rate." With that, she closed her little eyes and went to sleep.