AN: Yay! Three chappies in one night!
WAHOO!
Yeah… anyway… Blast Wednesday is tomorrow, so maybe my grandma can drive me to school…
On with the Twinkies!!!!
MAX POV
The next thing I knew, I was seated in a giant white room, watching as two white-coated men rushed around the other side.
They filled a needle with some kind of potion and turned, headed towards me.
Uh-oh.
"Stop!" I yelled at one of them, but it was like they couldn't hear me.
They didn't even glance down at my struggling figure as they plunged the needle into my arm.
"STOP IT! PLEASE!" I heard a voice and I looked over and noticed I could see through the other side.
A two-way mirror type of thing.
And there, seated on the other side, was… The Director?
Wha?
What was going on?
"Silence, Samuel! You have embarrassed us for many years! Sixteen to be exact! Samuel, it is time," A woman with a booming voice came in, snapping medical gloves onto her hands.
Her name tag read Amy Minkler.
Whoever this woman was, I didn't want to mess with her.
"No! Not Fang! Don't hurt him! He's my only son!" The Director pleaded and my breath caught.
She was going to hurt Fang.
Like hell she was.
I found the strength to struggle, making the two whitecoats run out to grab some help.
That's when I searched around for something to cut off these braces with.
Nothing.
Damn it, these people were expecting a smart person, I guess.
"All right. Fine. Then I'll just take down that little Maximum girl with him. In fact, I'll torture her, then kill her, make him watch the whole thing, and then strap a rope around his neck and hang him from your doorway," Ann smirked as Sam shook his head, a cloth wrapped around his mouth now.
Suddenly, an Eraser-looking robot entered the room and brought out a giant looking knife and cut off my arm brackets.
"Tha-" I was about to thank them when I remembered what Ann had said.
Oh. Never mind!
"Hey, what's going on?" I heard Fang's voice from down the hall and I swear part of me was blaring joy from being taken to my doom.
Fang was going to be there.
Wait, Fang was going to die too.
"FANG!" I screamed with all my might, hoping he would hear me as the robot slid a needle into my arm.
FANG POV
"FANG!" Max's voice cried as the Eraser-bots were throwing me out of my room in handcuffs.
"Max?" I whipped my head around to see a robot sliding a needle into her arm, causing her pretty blonde head to droop.
"Max! Don't you fucking touch her, you bastards!" I ordered the Erasers, but they just snapped her into some handcuffs- like mine- and dragged us down the hall together.
Why weren't they putting me to sleep?
"Why, Fang, that's because we can't put you asleep until you're operation," Hayley's sweet- yet so evil it scared me- voice came from down the hall.
She glided up to us, shooting a disgusted look at Max.
"My daughter always was a washout," Hayley snorted and I snapped my jaw shut, containing my comeback.
"Aw, come on, Fang," Hayley stroked my chin, smirking at me,
"Don't you have something to say?"
"No," I jerked my face away from her hand and she narrowed her eyes.
"Anyway," She motioned for the bots to take us on down the hall, to our doom,
"Nice chatting with you, hubby."
What did she mean by that?
What the hell is going on?
LATER THAT DAYThe two of us were placed in a cellblock about eight feet wide and only nine foot ceilings.
"Max," I tried to shake my girlfriend awake, begging and pleading she wasn't-
"Hmm?" A mumble came from her now un-sleeping form and I nearly starting whooping for joy.
I had seen first hand what could happen if they placed too much drugs into your bloodstream.
Most of the kids had wound up dead, lying cold on the floor with blood coming out of their mouths.
"Max, it's Fang. We've gotta get out of-"
"You're not going anywhere! You or your little girlfriend, Fang," A booming voice interrupted Max and I- yet again- from breaking out.
"Ann, what the hell do you want with us? They're must be reason, otherwise you would have done away with me by now," I turned and had to look down upon the woman who was shrinking before me.
It rocks to be tall.
"Good thinking Fang, because you're right. There is something I want from you," Ann moved closer, to where her breath was huffing out against my throat.
"Your life," She hissed and immediately sent out her hand, bringing Max closer with her telekinesis powers,
"And your girl."
"You do a thing to her and you will burn in hell!" I raised my voice, reaching out for Max, but Ann blocked my hand away.
"Do you want to know what I'm going to do to her once your operation is complete? Do you?" Ann stroked Max's face- who was still a little bit out of it- and widened her eyes.
"I'm gonna rip out all of her pretty blonde hair and stuff it into her mouth to muffle her screams. Then I'll take a knife and slide it across her arms and legs while she cries out for you."
I was shaking with anger now, ready to rip into this woman's throat.
She wouldn't hurt Max.
I would do everything in my power to make sure that didn't happen.
"And then I'll pour tar all over her and then rip it off. Can't you imagine how her skin would look, half of it missing as she bleeds, wishing you had not gotten her into this situation? Can't you hear her screams of pain, Fang? And when she takes her last breath as I feed poison into her veins, causing her to set fire and wither as she burns to death?"
"SHUT UP!" I tackled Ann, punching her face in, hoping it would knock off her mouth.
"Guards! Grab him!" Ann managed and the robots immediately pulled me off of their Director.
"Well, Fang, I wasn't quite expecting that. I'd figured you'd learned from last time, about the torturing being worse."
Oh, shit.
Suddenly, a needle- that came out of nowhere- appeared in Ann's hand as she stalked over to Max, pulling her up by her perfect blonde hair.
"NO! PLEASE! DON'T HURT HER! I'll… I'll do whatever you want. Just… don't… hurt Max," I choked, tears flooding into my mouth.
"Fang?" Max mumbled, snapping open her eyes to see a crazed woman with a needle and me gagged by some Erasers.
"What's going on?" Max cried, trying to run over to me, but Ann lashed out a force field, causing Max to stand mere inches from me.
"Fang, why are you crying? What's going on? Where are we?" Max pleaded, yelling at me as she banged on the shield.
I was frozen to the spot, unable to comprehend as Ann moved closer with the needle.
"Poor little Fang. Watching this will be tragic for you. But trust me, it'll teach you a little thing about life. And how easily it can be taken away when you work for this company," Ann smirked as I shook my head.
Max gasped as the needle hit her skin, crying as she started to feel the effects.
Suddenly, her skin seemed to look as though it was paper placed in a small fire, bits crumpling and shriveling up.
"Stop! STOP IT! MAKE IT STOP, FANG! PLEASE!" Max crumbled to the ground, head in hands, rocking back and forth.
Ann capped the needle, tossed it into the nearest waste can, and walked out of the room.
The Erasers dropped me, leaving the room, as I surrounded Max.
"Oh, God, Max. Oh, no. This can't be happening."
"Fang… make it stop… I don't want to die. Not now. Not ever. I want to stay with you," She squeaked in a tiny voice, showing me how much she was holding back those cries.
She was still staying strong as she began to sweat from all the heat.
I, however, as I was holding her couldn't feel a thing.
"You'll stay with me, won't you, Fang? Up until… the end?" Max breathed out, closing her eyes as she rested her forehead on my cheek.
"Yeah, Max, I'll stay with you. I always will."
But I didn't know how long that end would take.
A thousand years… or three minutes…
AN: OMG! OMG! HOW COULD THIS BE HAPPENING?HOW COULD SOME TERRIBLE PERSON HAVE LET THIS HAPPEN?
WHO'S SICK MIND IS SO SICK THAT THEY SHOULD DO THIS?
Oh, there you are, my peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I thought someone had stolen you.
(chew chew chew)
Yum.
Stick around for the next chapter.
This is not the end.
I promise.