Autors note: Check it out! another chapter. Well, while I'm writing this author note thingy, I would like to thank Asuterisuku for being an awesome proof reader! Ps: I didn't proof read this chapter. Though I'd give ya' something to do!

Sarah sat on the floor off the dark room. Dr. Linard had come back like he said he would. When he had opened her cage to take her out, Sarah had clamped her teeth down on his hand, which had landed her in solitary. She could hardly see the door in the little light that there was in the room. She was waiting for it to open, and a chance to escape. Just like she had thought it would, the door opened. The bright light from outside of the room blinded her for a couple of seconds, just long enough for a guard to slap a collar around her neck and drag her out. She snarled at the guard, but without wolfish fangs, it wasn't nearly as threatening. She was taken to another room and shoved inside. Sarah knew this room, the drill room.

The collar around her neck was removed as the guard left the room. Sarah heard a growl from behind her and turned to see a huge fully morphed tiger/human mutant. She doubted that he was naturally that size, maybe they had come out with some kind of weird mutant steroids.

'Great, just what the world needs' she thought to her self.

The oversized mutant lunged forward; Sarah dodged him, morphing into her wolf/human form. He lunged at her again, Sarah tried to jump away, but he caught her shoulder in his claws. Pain exploded where his claws dug into her skin. She turned and bit into his arm. Yowling in pain, he let go. Sarah flew to the very top of the room, hoping that with his hulking frame, he couldn't fly. But he spread his black wings and flew up to where she was. She darted to the left in attempt to get away, but he caught her throat with his huge paws and slammed her against the wall. His hand around her neck was choking her.

Sarah struggled, gasping for breath. Unable to think of anything else to do, she kicked off her shoes and dug her clawed feet into his stomach. He roared in agony and let her drop to the floor 25 feet below. She hit the floor coughing and gagging, trying to get her breath back. Rubbing her throat, she looked around to see the other mutant running toward her. He ran into her with his shoulder, throwing her against the wall. She fell back to the floor. Before she could get up, he grabbed her by the wings and threw her back against the wall. Sarah wondered why they hadn't just ended the drill yet; it was obvious that she was going to lose. She was thrown again; her head yet again banged the wall.

As she hit the floor, Sarah got a glimpse at the wall; it had a dent in it from where her head had hit it multiple times.

The huge mutant grabbed her by the throat again and threw her back down on the floor. He put on of his huge feet on her chest to hold her down. Sarah tried to struggle, but the more she did, the harder the mutant would press down on her, until she could hardly breathe.

She helplessly clawed at the mutant's leg, but he wouldn't budge. Finally, the mutant seemed to get bored with the minimal amount of damage he was causing his opponent, and released her to finish the fight.

Sarah quickly darted away from him. He chased after her, holding his arms out so that she couldn't get past him. Sarah flew up, then dived down, kicking the giant mutant in the head. She had hoped it would knock him out, but he didn't even seem to notice.

She landed on all fours a couple of feet away from him. He started to run after, but she lunged at him.

Sarah bit down on his shoulder. The huge mutant roared in pain and clawed at Sarah's back, attempting to get her off. Sarah bit down harder, ignoring the pain of the mutant's claws. Slowly, the mutant began to sway, his towering body weakened from blood loss.

Suddenly, the room was filled with a bright red light and a loud beeping. The drill was over.

Sarah released her jaws from the mutant's shoulder. She fell to the floor and didn't bother to get up. The pain of the claw marks in her back finally set in. Her shoulder hurt. Her head hurt. The pains she had been ignoring had come back full force.

She heard the door to the room open as guards walked in. The huge mutant was lead away, probably to be patched up.

Sarah was jerked roughly to her feet by a guard, but only got a few steps before the guard was forced to carry her. Everything she heard started to run together, and her vision started to get fuzzy. By the time they had gotten her to the medical ward, she could barely keep her eyes open.

She heard people's voices. She knew they were close, but they sounded as if they were at the other end of a tunnel. There was one that she recognized: Dr. Linard.

"You should have ended the drill," he said, "now we have two severely damaged experiments."

"I wouldn't worry about that," said some other scientist, "249 is very advanced, he will recover from his injuries soon enough. 134 on the other hand is an old experiment, she is not as advanced. She will take longer to heal, if she survives," the scientist said, almost proudly.

"You say that like it's a good thing," said Dr Linard.

"134 is not the easiest to deal with. As you know, she's very stubborn. All she's really good for is target practice for the others," the other scientist answered.

"At least she can actually think on her own. I would like to see that hulk of yours survive in the real world as long as she did," Dr. Linard snapped.

The rest of the conversation was about who could beat who. They called her by her number, 134, instead of by name.

It wasn't long before a doctor came in and stuck her with a needle. Almost immediately, she was in a deep sleep.

When she woke up, she was in a familiar cage in a familiar room. She was wearing a different shirt, though it looked like it was from a good will store. She assumed it was because the back of her old one was shredded by the claws of experiment 249.

Sarah looked at the empty cage next to her. Usually Danny was sitting there, glaring at any scientist that happened to enter the room. She looked around at the other cages in the room. They, as usual, were all empty. Other experiments were hardly ever brought into the room. Apparently, she and Danny were a bad influence.

Before Sarah could think anymore about it, Danny, morphed into his tiger/human form, was dragged in, snarling and struggling as usual, and tossed into his cage.

Once the guards left, he stopped fighting and changed back to normal. He looked over into Sarah's cage.

"Wow," he said, "you look like you got run over by a train."

"I feel like it too," Sarah replied.

She saw that the bandage that had covered almost half his face was gone. Where it had been, there were four light, almost invisible, scars that ran from above his right eyebrow, and ended somewhere around his right cheek. They were obviously made by claws. She already knew that he had gotten them from a drill with another experiment. The drills were getting worse for them, mainly because they were considered useless since they wouldn't follow orders. That meant the only other use for them were to be human punching bags. Sarah knew they had to try to escape again. If they didn't get away soon, they would probably be dead in the next couple months.

Danny noticed Sarah staring off into space. He looked at her questioningly, after a little while, she finally noticed.

"What are you thinking about now?" he asked.

"We have to get out of here. The sooner the better," she answered.

"Well I already knew that," Danny said.

"No. You don't get it. I heard them talking, the scientists, one said the only thing I was really good for was target practice. That's why they let me get so injured during that drill, and it's probably the same for you," when Sarah said that, Danny remember how the drills have been getting harder and harder for him since they had tried to escape.

"Your right," he said, "we've gotta' get out of here. But how? They've beefed up security a lot since we tried to escape."

"We'll find a way," Sarah said, "We always do."