AN: Hello people. I'm still in Orlando. To answer a reviewers question, no I am not just redoing the books. It might seem like they're very similar now, but it is going to get different. Anyways, I'm going to stop blabbering and let you enjoy the story. So here's the next chapter! Enjoy!

P.S. I don't own MR.

P.S.S. I hate disclaimers. You'd think we'd all eventually get the point.

"Come on, Fang. Get up." a voice said. I felt someone shaking my shoulder. I opened my eyes to see Iggy standing over me. I frowned and sat up, looking around the cave. And stiffened when I noticed that Max wasn't there.

Don't freak out, I thought to myself. Don't jump to conclusions. "Where's Max?" I asked casually.

"Hmm? Oh, Max. She just went out on a flight for patrol. She said that she might be able to see them from the air." Iggy replied, starting the fire. Gazzy, Angel, and Nudge were sitting around the fire with him.

And then Max landed in front of the cave. She shook her wings out before coming inside. I looked at her and raised I eyebrow, frowning. Did you find anything? She shook her head. "Nothing. The Shadows either don't know we're here, or they're just not attacking us." she said, looking at me, but speaking to all of us.

"So, do we attack today?" I asked her.

She shook her head. "Not yet. Today we go into the subway and find the sewer entrance. Then, we're going to go down and find the entrance, check out the security, and all the other necessities." she replied.

"When do we attack?" I asked. I was getting slightly impatient, and I think she could tell.

Max shot me a warning look. "Either tomorrow or the next day. Preferably tomorrow. The longer we're here, the more chance the Shadows will find us. If they don't already know where we are."

I nodded and sighed.

"I can't stand all this waiting crap." Iggy said, frustrated. "Why can't we just go in there and blow the place up?"

"We could, but that could get us and others killed." Max said, scowling.

"Well, I don't care! They're just a bunch of whitecoats! If we don't get rid of them, they're just going to start over again." he yelled, standing up. "We're wasting time here! Can't you see that? Or are you so stubborn–"

"Enough!" Max yelled, cutting him off. She walked right up to him, getting in his face. "It's the other experiments I'm worried about. Besides, we're not a bunch of murders! The point of this is to cause so much damage that they can't start over."

"I still don't see why we can't just get rid of them." Iggy growled.

Max's sighed and ran a hand through her hair, stepping back from Iggy some. She looked up at him, her look somber and sad. It was wasted on him, but her words hit home. "Because if we did that, then we wouldn't be any better than they are. That wouldn't be thinking of them as human. That would be thinking of them as expendable, exactly how they think of us."

Iggy, Nudge, and I stared at her, shocked. Gazzy and Angel looked confused. "We can't let them bring us to their level. Then we'd be the very monsters we call them. And, they'd just beat us through experience anyways. They don't understand the way we think, or act. They don't know nearly as much about us as they think they do. That's why we can still beat them. They don't know what to expect.

"They put us in their equation, and expected it to work out. But they didn't think about something. We're variables, meaning we vary. If we just start killing people, we'll be the very things we were created to be. Weapons." she finished.

"Weapons?" Iggy asked weakly.

Max nodded. "They were going to sell us to the highest bidders. Using us for whatever they needed. Assassins, spies, the military. We're the perfect weapons, because no one but Itex has people like us. We're stronger, faster, smarter. But, unlike the Erasers, we don't have this uncontrollable bloodlust. We don't have any reason to fight or kill. The whitecoats didn't factor our humanity into their little equation." she explained sitting down.

"How do you know all this?" Nudge asked, one of the shortest things I'd ever heard her say. She was just as shocked as the rest of us. Well, Gazzy and Angel were still too small to understand some of this, but they got the general idea.

Max shrugged. "Jeb explained it to me. He kept saying that they made a mistake, that they needed to stop while they were ahead. Unfortunately, no one else would listen to him."

"I get it." I said, my thoughts going a mile a minute. "They wanted to sell us not just to make money, but to put us in a situation that would really test us, and give them good results. But they didn't think about the human part of us. The part that doesn't act on just instinct, but logic and morals. They didn't think about how we might not have a reason to kill, so they consider us failures."

The others stared at me. "Who are you and what have you done with Fang?" Gazzy asked.

"That's the longest thing I've ever heard you say." Angel added.

"Maybe, but he does get the gist of it. We're failures, and unpredictable failures at that. That's why they want to get rid of us. Because we 'failures' could be the very things that bring down their organization. Jeb was right, they should've stopped while they were ahead. But they didn't, so now we have to make them stop."

"Why are you telling us all this now?" I asked. It didn't make any sense. Why didn't she tell us this before? Like, way before.

"So that you'll know the true reason why we're doing this. It's not just for us, so that we can get on with our lives. It's so that no one ever has to go through what we've been through. And too keep Itex from making the ultimate weapon. A human hybrid that feels nothing and only obeys orders." Max replied.

"I see. Having a hybrid that has no feelings would mean that he doesn't feel pain or remorse. Basically, noting would stop it from killing, and it wouldn't stop until someone killed it." Iggy said.

Max nodded. She leaned her head back against the wall and closed her eyes. "A living robot. That's what Jeb called it. Sure, they could build a robot, but they have all kinds of kinks to work out." she mumbled. "The ultimate monstrosity. Something that would make Erasers seem like playful puppies. And I have a bad feeling that these Shadows might be the closest thing to those monsters."

"How do we know they aren't?" I asked. It was casual, but inside I was panicking. What if we were already too late?

Max shook her head. "They feel pain." she said. I calmed down a little. "They seem to be more like animals than people, meaning they might not take orders very well. But I had to throw a few punches when I was running from them. They definitely feel pain."

"So we just have to beat them before they can upgrade the Shadows, right?" Gazzy asked.

Max nodded. "The more branches we hit, and the more damage we cause, the better. It will put their research back, which is exactly what we want."

"So, what's the plan?" Iggy asked, frowning, his blind eyes looking just above Max's left eyebrow.

"What do you mean? Which part of the plan?" she asked, raising her eyebrow.

"He means what damage are you thinking of?" Angel said.

Max smirked. "Well, we release the experiments there, get any useful information off their computer. Delete everything, and then blow it all up, just to make sure. But we want the building to remain intact. The last thing we need is the government freaking out and thinking that we're getting hit by terrorists." she replied. "Do you have something that we could use?" The last question was directed at Gazzy and Iggy.

Both grinned. "Just give us the chance to make a couple adjustments." they said at the same time.

Max nodded. "You two stay here and do…what you do best. The rest of us will check out the sewers. And, please, be careful. Look out for Shadows, and we'll be back within a couple of hours. Got it?"

Iggy and Gazzy saluted her. "Yes ma'am!"

I rolled my eyes and the rest of us took off, to go dig around in a sewer. I'm starting to think I should've stayed with Iggy and Gazzy.

AN: Sorry if it's not very good, but I was trying to make this an explanatory chapter. So, there it is. Review and tell me what you think.