Sorry I haven't updated guys! I have lots of essays and projects, then I got writers block because all I could think about are these stupid reports! Anywho…..I have a few things on my agenda before you read the story so - this is for those of you who like to skip the AU at the beginning- PAY ATTENTION TO THE AU, RIGHT OVER HERE, LOOK AT THE BOLD TYPE AT THE TOP OF THE SCREEN!!!!! Okay, now that I've got your attention, first on my agenda:

I've been doing research and *sad face* the Max Ride movie isn't coming out until 2013, *cries*. Because James Patterson is really choosy about his cast members, which is a good thing. And, thankfully James Patterson is definitely NOT letting Hardwicke cast Rob and Kristen - thank goodness. They would be terrible for the part.

Second on my agenda:

I have a new story idea to run past you guys, let me know what you think, here it is:

It's about 6 year old orphaned twin sisters, Eloise gets changed into a vampire, making her an immortal child, the only thing keeping her humanity alive is the connection she has with her beloved twin Ileana - who is still human - and the fear of harming her. Follow their story as Eloise tries to figure out what she has become, all the while working to keep her frail human sister alive as they escape from the orphanage where they grew up and become nomads, evading vampires who all see her as a valuable asset to their covens, and using powers that only the twins share.

And then maybe another one which would be a spin off of a character that I will introduce soon in this story that I am writing currently, which I will talk more about later, after you meet her.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything, don't rub it in, gosh!

Of course telling Alice that I was meeting a guy at an ice cream store at six tonight was a terribly bad idea, why didn't I realize that before? And now, thanks to my thoughtlessness, I was standing in her closet as she picked out different clothes from my - 'new wardrobe' as she called the massive amount of clothes she picked out during our excursion at the mall - for me to try on.

"Alice," I sighed once again as tried on a dark emerald quarter length sleeve shirt with a scoop neck, and a black skirt with an elastic band that hugged me just below my ribcage, "You know that this is not a date, right? I am dating Jacob."

"Have you actually gone on a date with the dog? I think not." She was smirking when I came out of the closet in the jade shirt and black skirt, I also had on a pair of black leggings underneath the skirt, and black ballet flats with green beads that matched my top. "I count a walk on the beach as a date so, ha. And stop calling him dog." I scolded and she just shrugged. "Sorry, old habits die hard." She said as she surveyed my outfit. "That's what you're going to wear." She decided, and I breathed a sigh of relief, the torture was over.

Alice checked her watch. "Whoops, time for you to go, take the Volvo." She stopped abruptly in the doorway of her cluttered bedroom and eyed me. "You do know how to drive right?"

"I've driven the Volvo before." I pushed past her, avoiding her question carefully and ran the stairs as she called after me. "Hey!"

I snatched the keys for the Volvo and smiled as I heard the gentle purr of the engine.

Now that I thought about a random guy asking me out to ice cream even though I was already taken, the more paranoid I got - I blew it off as just my nature.

When I got to the little ice cream shop I hopped out of the car and walked inside, where I immediately saw Kade leaning up against the opposite wall. He smiled when he saw me and pushed away from the wall to greet me.

"Hey, Sage." He said.

"Hi Kade." I looked into his eyes and my thoughts were frozen again. I felt my own eyes widen and fear shot down my spine until he broke his gaze and said. "Let's go get some ice cream." He grabbed my elbow, and remembering the fear his stare had caused me, I pulled out of his grasp. His eyes narrowed for a second and then he returned to normal. "Something wrong?" He asked, sounding a little too innocent. I was going with my gut on this one.

I karate chopped right between his neck and shoulder then as he gasped for air, kicked him in the stomach- which had him kneeling over on the ground. I stopped and noticed the rest of the people in the little ice cream store and thought fast.

"That's what you get for cheating on me, jackass! I hate you!" I shrieked at the top of my lungs. Everyone had shocked/amused looks on their faces as I bolted out the front doors. I saw Kade press a button on what looked like a beeper on his jeans - I knew better, he was really calling in troops. "Dammit, how'd they find me?" I hissed under my breath as I ran back to Edwards' Volvo. I jumped into the front seat only to find that the keys were not in my pocket. "Ugh, damn pickpocket." I cursed then jumped back out of the car, finding myself in the face of ten robot dogs and Kade.

"Leaving so soon, Phoenix?" He taunted and jiggled my keys in front of him. A snarl escaped my lips and just as I was about to lunge at him I was caught in his gaze again. My mind froze, I couldn't think and therefore - I couldn't move. I was immobilized, mentally and physically.

"You see Phoenix," Kade continued nonchalantly. "Itex figured that - if they can't capture you using brute force, they could capture you by getting inside your head. Literally. Anyway, the director wants you back at headquarters immediately, we have made accommodations just for you." He smiled, then walked forward, pulling out a syringe - my eyes widened. He stuck the needle in my arm - constantly keeping eye contact, until my eyelids started drooping, then closed completely - I felt myself fall, then I was unconscious.

I jolted upright from my sleep, dazed and disoriented - what happened? I looked around, I was in a room, the walls and floor were completely covered in black fabric. A camera was perched in the top corner of one of the walls, and a TV monitor hung on the wall next to it.

'No, no, no, no.' I thought as I swung my legs out of the cot I was laying in, I was wearing a nightgown again. 'Oh no.' I cried in my head. The fabric had a funny feeling on my bare feet, like heavy padding but slightly…metallic. The only lighting in the room came from dim fluorescent lights on the ceiling, but they shone brighter against the black material.

I felt along the wall for a doorknob but all I found was a small outline of a box - which they would probably open to give me food or something. I was about to sit back on the bed when the monitor fizzled and turned on to that gray static you get when your tuned to the wrong- oh you know what I mean. Soon the screen showed the personification of evil. The Director. I almost hissed out loud at the sight of her.

I jumped up from the bed and walked over to stand in front of the screen, nostrils flared.

"Hello Phoenix." She said with a superior smile. I just death glared at her, too infuriated to speak.

"Well, I see we have finally succeeded in your capture." She said, I wanted to smack that smile off her face.

"Good to see you haven't gone blind, it's amazing considering your age." I spat.

Anger flashed in her eyes but she composed herself and cleared her throat. "By the way, don't even think about escaping that room, it's completely fire and blast proof, completely immune to your powers." I kept my emotions in check but inside my stomach fell - so much for that plan.

"We've been contemplating what exactly to do with you now that you are here, Phoenix."

"And?" I asked, pretending to be bored.

"You have two choices Phoenix, either join us here and become a part of our fleet, or be executed." She stated.

I smiled slowly. "Fine, kill me, what do I care?"

Her fists clenched. "Always so selfless, well then let me revise my offer. Become a part of our fleet, or your little boyfriend dies."

My eyes widened, she noticed and smirked. I made my eyes go blank and repeated to myself 'Jake can defend himself, he's got the pack, he can defend himself. Oh who am I kidding, just because he's a werewolf doesn't mean guns don't affect him.

I looked down as I answered. "Fine." I whispered, but I had no intention of staying here.

For the next couple of days I complied, they started out my training in my room - but then decided that they trusted me enough to take me outside the protected walls of my cell, with handcuffs of course. Access to the halls was all I needed. It gave me the chance to mentally map the place, to plan routes of escape that would be needed in the near future. So far I had one way out.

From my room I'll have go left, take another left, take the stairs at right up to the first floor (my room was in the basement, to make it more difficult to escape I supposed), then take the hallway straight down to the front door which is made of iron - no escaping there, but the door next to it leads to the boiler room which leads to the service elevator (who will suspect me taking an elevator?), that will take me straight up to the roof. Home free.

Right now I was in the exercise room, they were testing how much weight I could handle, so far it was going well. The whitecoat watching me left for a second and I took the time to look around for new escape routes.

"Hello again Phoenix." A voice purred from beside me, no way. I turned slowly and blinked at what I saw. "Hello Chloe, I see they…reconstructed you." I almost shivered at the fact that they brought her back from the dead.

"Surprised? I was one of heir most prized assassins, no way were they going to let me die." She laughed lightly.

"Were you always so full of yourself? And what do you mean 'was'? Lose your ability to hunt rouges when you died? " She glared at me, but blew off my question.

"I never thought they'd actually tame you, Phoenix." She stated snidely, I ground my teeth.

"I am not tame." I growled.

"Face it Phoenix, you're a caged bird now." She said smugly.

"And you're a washed up, undead kitty cat." Chloe hissed, the slits grew wider and blacker. 'This is fun.' I thought. 'Eh, might as well poke the bear while I've got a stick.'

"Meow." I squeaked and made a pawing motion in the air, which was hard with handcuffs, well everything was hard with handcuffs on. She growled then pounced forward at me, I dodged and held the metal weight I had in my hands out in my place. Her forehead came in contact with it at full force and she fell to the floor, unconscious. I laughed out loud, that's when the guards came to take me back to my cell.

They latched my handcuffs to the cot, so I lay down, waiting for sleep to come. As soon as I gained their trust, at least enough to get these handcuffs off, I could attempt an escape from this hell.