Yo. I don't really have anything to say. Odd.

Oh hang on, yeah I do. Could I please ask for more reviews, I'm not saying I want 20 or something, just, you know, more than 2.

….Anyway.

Max's POV.

The guy wheeled me down a hall, and I closed my eyes, trying not to look at the disturbing sights around me while still clutching my foot in pain.

"I'm Ari, by the way." He sneered.

I stayed quiet, trying to calm myself. Fang was here now, it was all okay. Fang would look after me, he would keep me safe. He had said so himself. He would get me out of here, he had to.

My chest tightened as I thought of Iggy, and how I had no clue where he was, or whether he was even alive or not. I mean, if Fang was captured, something may have happened to Iggy…

Stop. Stop it now. You're only making yourself more worried.

I chastised myself. I had to stay positive, so that I could get out of this hellhole.

I opened my eyes when the wheeling motions stopped.

I was in a big white room, with a couple of people in white coats standing in the centre, discussing something avidly.

Ari opened my cage and grabbed my arm, roughly yanking me out and holding me up so that my feet dangled, my toes just brushing the floor.

I hissed in pain as he grabbed my shoulder, but gritted my teeth, forcing myself to stay silent.

He practically dragged me across the room, through a door into an almost empty room with an observation panel in one wall, where I could see a bunch of whitecoats watching me, some taking notes and others talking amongst themselves.

Ari led me to the centre of the room, where he dropped me.

A voice came over through some speakers in the top corners of the room.

"Today we will be observing any changes in subject 12. To temporarily stop the side affects of our work, subject 12 will be injected with serum 002893. This will push aside the fever and weakness for a short while, and we will see if there have been any changes in the strength of subject 12."

I shuddered.

Ari walked over to a table in the corner of the room, picking up a syringe filled with a weak orange liquid.

He grinned as he turned towards me.

I desperately tried to scramble to a stand, sliding around on the polished floor, but failing as Ari reached me.

He grabbed the collar of my shirt, lifting me right up off the floor, and holding me up while he plunged the needle into my neck.

I hissed in pain and he smiles, injecting the fluid into my bloodstream.

"You disgust me." I said to him. "You know that?"

"You don't even know half of what I've done." He said, pulling the needle out of my neck and mindlessly chucking it across the room, where it clattered down to the floor.

He let go of my collar and I suddenly found that I had the strength to stand on my own.

I instantly backed away from him, weak escape plans running through my head.

He smirked. "No way out Max. You gotta do what they say." He said, gesturing to himself. "And they want us to fight."

My eyes narrowed. "What?"

I could already feel the dizziness from earlier falling away, and I was getting stronger and more like myself by the second.

"You heard them. They want to see if there have been any changes to their little 'experiment'. This is how they can see."

He leaned back against a wall, and my fists clenched at the casual way he held himself. How could he live with himself, seeing what was going on here but not acting on it.

I felt completely back to normal already- stronger than normal, In fact. I felt a rush of foolish confidence, which I would probably regret having later.

Eh.

I smirked back at him, throwing my arms wide. "Come at me bro."

Fang's POV.

I struggled madly against my restraints, wildly yanking my hands and feet, struggling around.

"It's no use." Nudge said from opposite me, sounding defeated.

I ignored her and carried on thrashing around with a cold desperation.

I needed to get Max. Something bad was happening to her, I could sense it.

"It's no use." Nudge repeated. "Max tried for hours and hours, and the only thing that it did was tire her out."

That made me stop. Max was one of the strongest people I knew, or at least she was before we all got in this mess with Jeb.

My jaw clenched and I stared up at the ceiling, the awful disinfectant smell making my stomach churn, dread settling deep in my chest.

I just hoped that Iggy would come soon, would be able to get us out, so that we could go away, far, far away and never look back.

Iggy's POV.

I connected two wires and set aside the finished bomb.

I was squatting in an abandoned apartment block, a map spread out on the floor in front of me.

I stood up and folded the map, the route memorised, stuffing it into Max's knapsack along with a bunch of bombs which I had spent the last hour making.

I walked out of the apartment block, past a man who was limping in. He looked to be about 25, maybe 20, and was covered in grime.

He gave me an odd look as I walked past, probably wandering why somebody my age was on the streets already.

I could feel him turn around to watch me as I carried walking, and I felt my senses go on alert.

A hand fell on my shoulder, and I stopped walking, tensing up.

"Are you okay, son?" Came a gravelly voice.

I turned around and the man was right behind me, one hand on my shoulder.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I said, my voice hard. I tried to turn away, but the man's hand tightened on my shoulder, holding me there.

He gave me a smile, and then his teeth elongated, his face stretching into a muzzle.

I felt my jaw drop with shock as I staggered back, watching the man as his hair grew thicker and darker, and his fingernails grew into long claws.

His back hunched and he stood up straight again with a howl, now having grown about Five foot, towering over me.

I stumbled back as the man casually strode towards me, a smile distorting his wolfy features.

"Surprised?" He said, laughing.

My chest constricted and I backed away, but he kept advancing.

My jaw clenched as he backed me up against the wall, and then I released a roundhouse kick to his chest, making him take a small step back.

I turned and hightailed it out of there, sprinting down the busy street, my heart thumping.

I peered over my shoulder and saw that he was chasing me, and he was catching up.

My heart was like a staccato drumroll in my chest as I sprinted down the pavement.

I feinted turning into an alleyway, swerving at the last second to dive into a huge crowd of people.

My height proved to be a huge disadvantage here, so I had to duck down to avoid being seen, pushing and shoving my way through the crowd.

When I escaped, the man was gone. I looked around wildly, but he was nowhere to be seen. I had escaped him.

I found a street sign and discovered that I was going in the right direction to the school, so I kept walking, my mind racing.

What the hell was that? The man was clearly normal when I first saw him, but he had… changed. I mean…. Can we say wtf?

I panicked as I kept walking. What if those were the things that had Max and Fang? What if there were more of them, and I had just sent Fang right to them.

I shook my head, my fists clenching. How could I let this happen?

First, I let Max, my little baby sister, get taken by Jeb. How could I just stand there and let my own emotions at the sight of Jeb stop me from saving her? How could I?

And then I had gone and let Fang mindlessly stroll into that place, with only the bare bones of a plan to get them back. How could I have done this?

What was wrong with me?

Max's POV.

He shook his head, a grin snaking it's way across his face.

"You'll regret saying that."

He threw his head back as his face elongated into a muzzle. A muzzle.

Let me repeat that for any of you who didn't catch it the first couple of times.

His face transformed into a muzzle.

He seemed to grow in size, getting taller, muscles bulging out of his arms and chest. His fingernails grew into vicious claws.

I felt my jaw drop and I backed away a step before shock froze down my system, leaving me paralysed, only able to stare at him in fear.

"What the hell just….. What… what are you?" I spluttered, my heart racing as fast as a Lamborghini.

And who said poetry was dead?

He grinned, leaning back against the wall.

"Well." He began, his voice muffled slightly and distorted from the long freaking muzzle which his face had become.

"If you wanna get technical, you could say that I'm a lupine-human recombinant DNA experiment."

He could obviously see my shock as I desperately tried to take this in.

"Or, you could just call my kind Erasers."

There were more of them? Where were they all?

I fought back my shock, trying to keep my game face on.

I cracked my knuckles and rolled my shoulders, making the joints pop, and wincing from a slight pain in the one which was previously wounded.

In a flash he was in front of me, raising his hand to rake his claws across my face (again), but I was fast too, and ducked just in time, following out the momentum with a hard punch to his gut which would have made any normal man weep for weeks.

But Ari only staggered back slightly before regaining his balance, coming at me again, and catching me in the face with an iron hard fist.

I stumbled back, but straightened up and came running at him again, this time snapping out a kick to his chest which would have broken any normal man's ribs.

He fell back slightly, clutching his chest, before coming back at me and kicking me in the leg.

I almost fell, but instead turned, using the momentum of my near fall to put as much force behind the roundhouse kick to his chest as possible.

He fell over, landing heavily on his back.

I was on him in a flash, straddling his chest and punching him in the face repeatedly.

He growled and in seconds flipped me over, so that the positions were reversed, and I was now being straddled.

He took one second to smirk at me, the blood from a cut on his face, courtesy of moi, dripping onto me.

Then he was punching me with full force, and I almost passed out after only the first couple of punches.

I forced myself to think straight through the pain as he punched me over and over, battering my face with a hell of a lot of strength, let me tell you.

I bucked up, kneeing him in the back and punching him in the face, knocking him off me. I quickly stood as fast as I could, regaining my balance before turning to face him once again.

He stood so fast that my eyes barely registered it, and cheekily grinned at me, blood dripping down his face.

"I gotta say, I'm impressed Max. Didn't know that you knew how to punch."

My jaw tightened in anger and I made a growling noise in my throat.

He shook his head, wagging a finger.

"Now, now, Maxie. Play nicely."

I poured on the speed, and was next to him in a second.

His face flashed with surprise as I cocked my arm back and socked him in the nose, making blood pour from it.

"Don't."

I punched him again, this time in the throat.

"Call."

I swept out my leg, kicking his feet out from under him so that he fell onto the ground.

"Me."

I kicked him in the ribs with a brutal force, causing him to cough and splutter, hacking.

"Maxie!"

I ground out each word along with the blow. I lifted my foot to deliver another kick, but the next thing I knew, I was being roughly slammed onto a wall, Ari's hand around my throat.

He pulled my head forward by my hair, and then savagely pushed it back, slamming it into the wall.

I heard a horrible crack and pain sliced through my head.

I lifted my leg and weakly kneed him where it counts, but now I was overwhelmed.

My whole face was just one big mass of pain, and my head throbbed along with my racing heartbeat.

"I can destroy you in a second." Ari snarled, and fear knifed through my chest and he punched my face again, making my head whip to the side.

I winced and desperately tried to gather my strength and he hit me again, and black glitter rained down on my vision, blood pouring down my face.

I tried to stay awake, but Ari hit me again, and I lost the battle, my vision fading as I felt myself go limp, sliding down the wall.

Fang's POV.

I lay perfectly still, my eyes closed and I tried to formulate a plan to get us out of here.

I was getting nowhere when the door opened. I opened my eyes to see that guy from earlier walk in.

Geez, he looked awful.

He had a long cut on his forehead and a huge bruise on his cheek, and a black eye.

His shirt was bulging from all the bandages wrapped around his chest, and I began to come up with a snide comment before I saw what he was carrying in his arms.

My heart almost stopped when I saw Max's limp form, looking tiny in his arms.

He slammed her down onto the table and I winced.

He turned his head to look at me sharply. "Remember, you say anything lover boy, anything at all, she gets hurt." He said, gesturing to Max. "Well." He smirked. "More than she already is. You have me to thank for that, by the way."

My fists clenched and I strained against my straps to no avail. I tightened my jaw and grit my teeth to keep myself from spitting out something which might get Max hurt.

Anger coursed through me as he roughly strapped her down to the table, and I swore to myself that I would kill him. That I would be the one to watch the light fade from his eyes, because he even touched Max.

He banged out of the room without another word, wincing slightly in pain.

Then it was silent. We all stared at Max. If I thought that Ari looked bad, he was nothing compared to how beat up Max was. She looked like she had been beaten to the brink of death.

"Max?" I whispered.

She stirred slightly, and my heart soared. She was going to be okay, she was going to be fine.

Her eyes opened weakly, which looked like trouble considering that both were almost swelled completely shut already.

She turned her head to look at me. "Fang?"

She sounded weak, and the way she said my name ignited a feeling in my chest which I couldn't identify.

"What happened? Are you ok?"

She nodded slightly, coughing roughly.

"Never better."

Yeah, so, that was the new chapter. I'm going to be updating more regularly on here, I'm still feeling bad for keeping the other chapter from you guys for so long.

So, please, please, from the bottom of my heart, please review.

Fly on,

-Raven.