A/N

So. It's been a while. I'll blame it on ultimate.

In advance, I wanna apologize for the mythology references which will probably start coming up, since I've been reading Percy Jackson for about, uh, two months, maybe?

Anyway, for those of you who actually read these things, thanks, and we finally find out (I don't wanna spoil it)! It was the best I could come up with, so it's not as good as I'd like, but the stuff I found on the internet, well, let's just say I wasn't comfortable writing it.

So, without further ado (or adue, or however you spell it),

Chapter 11!

12/9/15

Dear Diary,

I was currently flying over...some town. Dunno which.

"Hey, where exactly are we going? You were pretty vague," I called. . The older kids had gone off to discuss the issue of Angel's disappearance. It was pretty sad they left me out, seeing as I'm her sister-wait, brother. Brother, Diary. I hate this pen. I really should move to the internet. Fun fact of the day: Hermes invented the internet, if you believe in Greek mythology. Bonus fact: once, Zeus' tendons were ripped out and-

"Hey, Gaz, what you writing?" Max yelled. Crap. Writing in midair is hard, Diary. Max nearly made me drop you. And yeah, I was writing while we were flying, because I thought no one would notice. But Max did.

"Uh, experiment log?" I tried, then winced. That's what I'm meant to be hiding from Max! Damn.

"You know what, I don't even wanna know. Just don't let me see it again." Thank the gods, she didn't read it. Now that would be embarrassing. Luckily, Max didn't realize it was a diary I was writing in, so I was safe.

"That's it there, right?" Fang called, pointing to a small island covered by one big, seemingly abandoned building.

If you have kept up to date with The Flock of Our Lives, you would know that solitary islands with solitary seemingly abandoned buildings and mutant bird kids don't mix well. We landed on an (shock horror) abandoned stretch of beach.

"Well," Max said dryly. "This is welcoming."

"You think it's a trap?" Fang asked. She nodded.

"Definitely. Which means we came to the right place. Let's check out that building." Oh, yes, let's go check out the creepy abandoned building. Great idea, Max. Your leader skills are superb.

Richard and David had decided to catch a boat rather than be carried by one of us, so they would be a bit late to the party. Kaci and Lilly were with us, though.

"Is that the building?" I asked. Lilly nodded.

"Yes." She's worse than Fang, I tell you! And that's pretty damn hard to beat. We trekked through the bushes, and after much swearing (thanks to Iggy), complaining (also thanks to Iggy), and injuries (all of us were guilty of that), we made it to the massive stone building. And I mean massive. It was like they'd stolen a small country, and put the stone walls around it. Heck, knowing Stalker Guy, they probably had.

"This doesn't look suspicious at all. Like, no way," Nudge said, her eyes wide.

"Right. So, I guess we go through that door there?" Max pointed to a creaking, tattered wooden door. It'd probably fall off the hinges as soon as someone touched it.

"Lead the way!" Iggy said cheerfully. We filed in through the door, and we were met by absolute darkness. It was scary, I tell you.

"Okay, guys. Stay close. You don't know when we might-crap!" Max yelped.

"Max?" Fang called. No answer, which was really weird for Max.

"Um. This is starting to creep me out," Kaci offered. I nodded. It was so dark, I could just barely make her out.

"So, Max is gone. We need to find her," Fang said determinedly. At least, I thought it was Fang. Iggy didn't speak that deeply, so I'm assuming it was. I hoped.

"Hey, is there a torch or something? Cause-woah!" Iggy exclaimed.

"Iggy?" I yelled. You wanna bet on whether he answered, Diary?

"This is bad," Nudge said needlessly. I'm pretty sure everyone nodded.

"Hold on, I have a torch," Lilly said quietly. Thanks for thinking of that earlier. When she lit it, Max, Iggy and Fang were no longer with us.

"Oh. Oh, damn," I said. The others nodded grimly.

"There's nothing here," Nudge pointed out.

"So where'd they go?" Kaci asked. We all stood there, looking stupid and doing nothing. Then the ground opened up beneath Lilly, and swallowed her whole, like Kronos eating his godly children-

Okay. I've really got to stop with the mythology references. But we're learning that stuff in history, so don't blame me! I found all the cannibalism stuff interesting.

"Nudge, I'm guessing you're next," Kaci swallowed.

"What? Why?" She started to panic.

"Max was first. Then Iggy. Then Fang, and Lilly. It's in age order. And you're the oldest here," she explained simply.

"Oh. Well, see you on the other side, right?" Nudge tried to smile, but it turned into a grimace. The ground suddenly opened, and she fell down with a small yell. Kaci turned to me.

"You're next." Jeez, what a nice way to put it. Way to make it sound like I was gonna die. Well, maybe I was. Oh dear, that was a bad thought. What if I die? Wait...wasn't Kaci older than me?

"I'm thirteen, like you. I got put into your year to keep an eye on you," she told me.

"Oh, right. More spy stuff," I said bitterly. She glared at me.

"I was trying to help you! I wanted you to-" I interrupted her.

"To get us to help you? You didn't want to protect us, you just needed us. You used us-"

"Shut up! God, why has it come to this? We can't have a civil conversation anymore."

"And whose fault is that?" I replied coldly, before I felt the ground fall out from beneath me. I tried to snap out my wings, but the space was too small.

Diary, I would like to write down my many revelations about life, and about how I came to peace with the world.

In truth?

My only thought was: CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAP! Well, actually, I think I screamed it. Ah, well.

I woke up. At least, I thought I did. My movements were slow, and I didn't need to breath. I didn't actually feel anything.

"What the heck?" What really came out was more like: wahgaheh? I remembered when Max was describing her time in an isolation tank. This seemed a whole lot like that. Oh, great. I'm stuck in a damn tank. And not even a cool one with guns and awesome explosives! My life blows.

So. What to do in a tank where you can't do anything? Contemplate life?

"Gazzy!" I heard someone call. I slowly (read: painfully tried for about five whole minutes to move my head) moved my head towards the top. Well, what I thought was the top. You can never be sure with tanks. Especially ones that make you not able to move.

Who was at the top?

My vision wasn't the best right then, but I was pretty sure I was staring at Stalker Guy.

Oh, man. Why? He hauled me up, and I lay on the glass floor, coughing, for about ten minutes. Stalker Guy tapped his foot. Impatient, much?

"How have you been, Gasman?" I stared at him in disbelief.

"Oh, just hanging in a freaking isolation tank! What the heck do you think?" I exclaimed. He chuckled, which made me think he actually was insane.

"Sorry. I needed to talk to you alone." If that doesn't strike you as creepy, Diary, I don't know what will.

"About?"

"You are more special than you know. And your friend is wrong. Assuming is never wise," he droned.

"Wow. That was deep," I noted dryly.

"It may seem trivial, but it is important. I will see you-" I stood up, and waved my arms frantically.

"Wait! Wait, what's your name?" I asked, and felt extremely proud of myself.

"I go by TE," he said snobbily.

"Can I call you Tee? What's your real name?"

"Some people, namely my mother, call me Ted," he began, his face contorting.

"And what's your last name, dude?" I insisted. He pinched his nose, and sighed.

"Ebaire. My last name is Ebaire," he said. I looked at him for a moment. Then I burst out laughing.

"Your name...is Ted Ebaire?" I yelped, clutching my stomach. He glared at me sourly.

"Yes. My brother from another mother-" I started snickering. "is named Toxic. And his last name is Gas."

"Your brothers name is Toxic Gas," I deadpanned.

"Yes."

"AHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" I laughed, rolling on the floor.

"Goodbye, Gasman. See you-"

"In the clouds. I got it," I informed weakly, still holding my sides. After he left, I wandered around the prison, sorry, abandoned building. The hallways were dark and cold, and I seriously wished I brought a jacket. Then, I saw the light. Oh, please don't let this be a dumb death scene, and my last words on earth were: in the clouds. I got it. That would be lame. Or, maybe Stalker Guy's, sorry, Teddy-bear's revelation was all a part of my imagination, and my real last words were: And whose fault is that? Ah, CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAP! Can we say double lame? The first part might've been cool, but the whole crap thing on the end? No.

Just when I thought I was gonna die, I saw a button. A blue one. Not red. Huh, that's a first. Of course, I pressed it. Some kind of thing opened up above me, and six shapes toppled out. The flock + extras.

"Guys, we have a problem," I began gravelly.

"Oh, joy!" Iggy muttered. I clasped my hands like a true evil person.

"Ted Ebaire's going to destroy the world."

As you can imagine, that went over like a...I dunno. What do people normally say? A ton of bricks? That's boring. How's about a falling elephant?

As you can imagine, that went over like a falling elephant.

Much better.