A/N: Hello friends! Jessica just updated and so now, I feel inspired.

Ooooorganization, it's the best thing that's around...

That was for you, Jessica! :D AND I DIDN'T KNOW YOU LIKED SAM TSUI! I LOVE HIM!

So I guess I'm writing the odd chapters now. Gunna have to get used to that. But I liked writing the evens! Oh well.

Jessica wrote a really short chapter. I guess I'll have to make up for it. I'll try!

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Testing

Abby POV

The day began with us waking up, consequently being tranquilized by the dumb Whitecoats. Definitely not a good start.

When I woke up, I appeared to be all alone. It was pitch-black, and no one responded to me. So I basically assumed that it was just me.

"THE FOLLOWING THREE HOURS WILL BE A TEST." called out the familiar voice of Sabas.

"Geez, you don't have to be so formal, Carl," I muttered with annoyance obvious from my voice. Then, I frowned as I remembered that Jessica, Race, and Pyro were still missing.

They might not all come back, said a voice in my head. Oh snap, was I getting a voice like Max?

Then, I realized that I was replaying what Jeb had said yesterday in my head. Did they actually kill one of them? I swear, if all three didn't come back, I was going with Iggy and Gazzy to personally bomb the School and watch Jeb die. Ok, maybe that was a little morbid, but still...

"THIS TEST WILL QUIZ YOUR FIGHTING SKILLS."

I sighed. "So I'm going to be fighting for three hours straight?" When I didn't get an answer, I assumed that I was correct. "Cool, can I have some food though?"

"You will be getting your breakfast afterwards," answered Jeb, taking over the speaker for Sabas.

"Where are the others?" I questioned.

"They're going through testing as well, don't you remember?" I decided that I was sick of talking to Jeb, so I didn't respond.

"THE TESTING WILL NOW BEGIN."

Immediately, I heard a door open, but I couldn't see where it opened because apparently, the room where the door lead to was also lightless.

I stood, a little dumbfounded. Who exactly was I fighting?

My answer approached me from behind and pushed me down. It seemed like what Sabas was, a robot-humany thing. He had skin but seemed to move more like a robot. But anyways, I got back up and gave him a good ol' roundhouse kick to the stomach. He fell down, consequently.

"Is that it?" I called out.

Apparently, it wasn't. More and more of those stupid things kept coming at me in higher quantities.

Christine POV

When I woke up, I was in a very white room. There was one mirror, which I assumed was a one-way mirror. But the walls were white and the floor matched. Besides the mirror, the only other interesting thing was a treadmill with a bunch of cords with little suction cups hanging at the end attached to it. Oh, and there was a scientist.

"Hello, I'm Dr. Hudson," she greeted, holding out her hand to help me up.

Being a stubborn bird-kid, I ignored that and got up by myself. "What do you want?"

She lost her patience with me right after that comment. Not a good idea because I was planning on being even worse. I wasn't going down without a fight.

Her green eyes turned cold quickly and her gray hair seemed to get grayer. She was wrinkled, but not from the sun, I can tell you that much. She looked like she'd never been outside, which was probably true since she was a Whitecoat and all. I've come to the conclusion that they don't have souls.

"You will be tested for the next three hours on this treadmill. We designed for you to have a great muscular endurance, but you haven't been putting that skill to use ever. So we wanted to know if it still works or not," she explained, her eyes glued to me the whole time.

I shrugged and turned invisible. My mission was to escape, but unfortunately, I couldn't get past her. The room was too small to do anything but run on the treadmill.

"You can do this the easy way or the hard way, but you're going to be running either way."

I sighed and changed back. "Do I get any gatorade or something?"

She glared at me and began attaching the suction cups connected to the wires to my skin. I felt like screaming out, "Rape!" but had the feeling no one would hear me.

She directed me to the treadmill and told me that she was going to control the speed, and I had to keep running until I collapsed. Not your traditional workout.

I looked down to see that I was sporting fancy gym shoes and a new outfit designed for running. "Who dressed me?"

"I did," she called out before she left and locked the door.

I felt completely violated.

"Alright, the testing will begin in three, two, one," I heard from the speakers. Right after, the treadmill began, going speeds I hadn't ran at for at least a month. You know, before we escaped the School. I'd estimate the speed to be at least six miles an hour, which isn't super fast, but I was just warming up.

This was going to be a long three hours.

Noah POV

I was now being tested in a claustrophobic little room with little wires coming from my head.

I hated this test. I had to touch all these books and get all of the knowledge in my brain just so the Whitecoats could see my brainwaves or something. Normally, I wouldn't mind getting all the information from a single book that I'm interested in every once in a while, but having to do it with the most boring books one after another gets exhausting. I hated having all of those useless facts in my head. They were math formulas, American history, and books written in foreign languages that I could somehow understand.

Sometimes, I just hate being such a genius.

Finally, I stopped cooperating. "My head hurts. You're going to make it explode."

Suddenly, an electrical shock was sent through the wires and I collapsed from the excruciating pain. You know how in Harry Potter they have the Cruciatus curse? Well, the agony I felt is exactly what I would picture it felt to have that curse performed on you. It spread from my head to my entire body, causing me to convulse. Even after the shock was done, I was still shaking.

Then, I did something that I haven't done for years.

I cried.

Matt POV

To say that I was tired would be the understatement of the century.

I was way more than that. I seriously thought that I would die.

Alright, Matty-Poo. After we get some rest, we're going to take the rest of the Hooligans and escape, I thought to myself.

Why do I call myself Matty-Poo, you might ask? Cos I can, that's why.

I was being forced to test my skills with speed-controlling (To be honest, I totally forgot that I even had that power up until now.) by making people attacking me slow down. And it took me a while to master that talent again. So I had two black eyes, a broken nose, and a couple of broken ribs, not to mention bruises and cuts all over my body as well. I didn't want to even know what I looked like because I was sure it was equivalent to crap.

They told me I was going to be doing this for three hours, but I was pretty sure it was longer than that. It felt like a day, but I want to say it was less than that because whenever you're in pain, everything seems to slow down.

"And you're done," said the very nasally voice of a Whitecoat. He'd been watching me do this the whole time. What a creep.

"Do I get food now?" I asked.

"Yes, you may exit outside of the door and I will take you to the cafeteria."

Silly Whitecoats, how could they not know that that was my chance to escape?

Right away, I burst through the door and took off down the hall running for my life. I had the School's map in my head, I knew exactly where I was and how I could get out. Unfortunately, there were guards that took off after me, and they surprisingly run faster than me. I was guessing the scientists genetically modified them so they could do that.

Needless to say, they forced me down to the cafeteria and chained me to the table.

Abby POV

Finally after a long time, the lights went back on.

I saw beaten up Sabas's surrounding me along with my own blood all over. I examined my bruised body and saw a gaping wound that ran up and down my arm. It almost looked like it had been slashed open, which probably happened. I also had a few broken bones, but they would heal soon.

I saw a one-way mirror, no doubt where Jeb and Carl were watching me, and examined my injuries. I looked like I was dead, I was so abused.

I was lead out to the cafeteria by the two animals who had watched me. I tried to read Jeb's mind while he was grabbing onto my arm, but there was no thought. I wondered if he had a special mind blocking device or something. I didn't try to read Carl's mind after the first time because it hurt my head too much to do so.

When I got there, I saw the rest of my flock, all looking sickly. Matt and I were both equally wounded, Noah had dark circles on his eyes and little marks on his forehead, and Christine looked ill.

We didn't even say anything. We just knew that we were all in pain and quite possibly had just gone through hell.

LONGER CHAPTER LONGER CHAPTER LONGER CHAPTER WOOT WOOT! *happy dance*

So anywho, I felt really bad for Noah in this chapter. He's a little kid and they fricken hurt him. What despicable scientists.

Umm, yeah! There you go. Chapter 37. Hopefully I made up for the really really short chapter before.

BTW, Jessica and I have YouTube accounts, so if you want to know what we look like... Ha ha, but we'll share the names next update.