AN: Hello. I'm bored, so I decided to update this story. Seeing as I've left you guys hanging for four freaking days. Yeah, not cool. So, I don't own MR, and here's the chapter.
(Fang's POV)
"I hate this. It's so depressing." Max murmured next to me. We were at the grave yard, burying Ari. Nudge, Angel, Tori, and Mom were wearing black dresses. Iggy, Gazzy, and me were wearing tuxes. Max was wearing black jeans and a black button-up shirt. It was short sleeved, with the cuffs flipped up. Max fidgeted next to me.
"Yeah. But it's pretty much a rule that you can't have fun at a funeral." Iggy said, trying to lighten the mood. It didn't work. The funeral guys brought Ari's body forward. Max grimaced, seeing his neck jutting out at an odd angle. I couldn't even begin to imagine what was going on through her head right now. I reached out and grabbed her hand. In the two days she'd been at the hospital, we'd eventually told each other how we felt. Now we were dating.
When it came time for Max to make a speech or something, she remained quiet. I guess it was understandable though. I mean, her relationship with Ari must have been very strained. But she still loved her brother. And she'd accidently killed him. That must be tough.
So, it was a very quiet funeral. Max was starting to look more and more depressed throughout the funeral. When it was over, she was having to hold back tears. I wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "It'll be alright." I murmured. "I promise."
"Yeah." she mumbled. She didn't look or sound convinced. She sighed. "Can we just go back home? My head is killing me." I nodded and led her to the car.
~La di da di da~
I walked into Max's room later that night. She was at her desk, leafing through papers in a file. Several similar files were sitting on the desk beside her. "Max, what are all of these?" I asked her, picking one up.
She jumped, obviously not hearing me, and spun around. She didn't relax when she saw that it was me. "Put that down." she growled, taking the file from me. "Trust me, you don't want to look at these."
I frowned. "Why not? You're looking at them." I stated. Then something hit me. "That's not anything illegal, is it?"
She sighed, sounding tired and frustrated. "Not exactly. It contains illegal information, but nothing that would get me in trouble. It would lengthen Jeb's sentence by quite a bit though." she murmured, closing the file that she'd been reading before I came in.
My eyes widened in recognition. "Those are from the School, aren't they?" I asked her.
"Yeah. They're old files Jeb took with him when we left. Most of them are…detail descriptions of experiments Ari and I had been through. Some tell exactly what they did to us to make us the mutant freaks we are." she said, glaring at the files, as if that would make all of it go away.
I grabbed a different file. "Fang!" she whisper-yelled in protest.
"I want to know what they did to you. And I have a feeling you aren't going to tell me." I said, moving out of her reach. Max suddenly stopped trying to get the file, sinking back in her chair and glaring at me in defeat. I moved beside the desk again before I started reading.
Experiment 1-7… "What is Experiment 1-7?" I asked.
"That's me." she mumbled. "It means the first to be mutated in the seventh batch. There were five kids in each batch. I was the only one out of all of them to survive."
I swallowed hard and nodded, whispering a sorry to her. You know, for reminding her. She just nodded and I continued to read. Experiment 1-7, March 10th 1999. Experiment was taken into the testing room and chained by her arms and legs. She was stretched to her limits to see her flexibility limit. Experiment ended up breaking the chains. That was actually an edited version of it. The actual version was horrible, describing each moment…it sent shivers down my spine, and a white-hot rage throughout my body.
"This…this is…" I stuttered through my rage, not even able to come up with the right words.
"Horrible? In humane? Absurd?" Max supplied helpfully.
"Try all of the above and then some!" I growled. "How could they do this to people! Especially little kids!"
"Because to them, we weren't kids. We were there experiments. No better than animals. I guess they didn't think we could feel, despite our tears, screams, and curses. You should've seen the way they looked at us. Like they couldn't get enough. Like they were constantly studying us, waiting for us to do something amazing. Like they owned us and were watching us under a microscope." Max shuddered despite herself, her eyes distant with memories.
I pulled her up from the chair and held her tight. "You're never going back." I murmured. "Never. I won't let it happen. That's just…not right."
"They weren't concerned with what was right." Max mumbled, wrapping her arms around me after getting over her initial surprise. "They just wanted to see how far they could push us."
"Are there more of these?" I asked her, my voice strained with the rage and protectiveness I was still feeling.
Max nodded and pulled away, opening one of the drawers. It was filled with files. Then another. And another. And another. All of them were filled to the brink with files. It was insane. My knees gave out in shock and I collapsed on the bed, hard. "All of these?" I asked, my voice sounding shaky with shock. "Holy crap…"
Max smirked, but it was bitter and held no humor whatsoever. "I've been looking through these files. Ari's to be exact. I just wanted to figure out what exactly they did to him. If there was a reason he was so vicious. If it had something to do with the fact he wasn't born an Eraser. The only thing I found was that the lupine DNA that they gave him also gave him a major bloodlust. Which I already knew that. It gave all of the Erasers bloodlust." she murmured.
"These guys aren't coming back, right?" I asked.
Max's cold smirk dropped and she gave me an uncertain look. "I don't know."
"But, they were caught." I protested.
Max shook her head. "Not all of them. And many thought what they were doing was good for the world. The surviving members might try to reestablish the School." she said, her tone sour. "We just don't know for sure."
I was quiet for a minute. "It's getting late." Max said. "You should get some sleep."
I nodded. "They aren't going to get you." I told her, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek. "I promise."
"Don't make a promise if you don't know for sure if you can keep it." she mumbled, looking at me seriously. She gave me a quick kiss and ushered me out of her room before I could respond. I could keep that promise. She couldn't get taken away. Because I don't know what I'd do if she did.
AN: Alright, this chapter was pretty much filler, so I'm sorry if you don't like it. But review anyways! Flames are used for s'mores!