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We were free! Not. The four of us were huddled together in a circle, whispering quickly. The wolf kid's name was Moony. He was a new breed of Eraser, just not violently insane. I guess the lab freaks didn't like that. The tree girl didn't speak, but the whitecoat said her name was Willow. Oh yeah, the whitecoat. He was Avery, and he was our ticket out. Just wait and watch.
"This way," Avery beckoned, walking into the hallway. The rest of us followed him carefully; ready to gut him like a fish if he was tricking us. Or, at least, I was. "In this room there's a tunnel that leads to Time Square. There are always a billion people there, so we won't be noticed." Moony quietly asked, "What about the others?"
Deadly silence. "There are no others," Avery finally answered, his dark eyes looked sad.
"Why?" I asked softly. He looked at me, blinking.
"They all died." The words hit me like a thunderbolt. They all died. Horrible. He suddenly handed me something, and I looked down. Sunglasses. I put them on, wishing this had never happened. Wishing none of this was real. Wishing all those dumb scientists had never been born.
There was a moment of silence as we walked on, inwardly mourning for the lost. Poor kids. Willow had prayer hands and her bark-ish face was in a solemn expression. Moony looked a little sick, gulping. His yellow eyes softened and he let out a howl, ignoring the fact that we were supposed to be quiet. I thought about before I had escaped. There had been so many. A little jellyfish boy, a lizard girl, a shark/tiger thing...all of them gone?
Moony suddenly yipped like a dog, and I looked at him. He barked, "I can smell it! People! And something else!" I sniffed too; a faint but delicious smell was somewhere out there.
"French fries," Avery grinned. He opened the door and walked in. we followed eagerly. Freedom! Free-A pause and a curse. In front of us stood Blondie and Jeb. Jeb raised an eyebrow.
"Avry, what in hell are you doing?" the blonde girl barked.
"B-Bella!" he stammered back. He had suddenly paled. "W-why…?"
"What are those freaks doing out of their 'rooms'?" Freaks? Freaks! Oh, look who's talking, you wannabe Barbie doll! Why, I oughtta…
Willow whimpered and scuttled behind me. Her eyes were huge and filled with tears. Jeb snapped his fingers and a dozen Erasers appeared. "Don't make me do this, Icy. The rest are disposable, but I don't want to kill you."
I looked around me. Willow, poor girl, was shaking like a leaf in a hurricane. Moony was growling, his eyes narrowed. Avery's hands were curled into fists as he stared into Jeb's eyes. "What're our options, sir?" I asked, claws out. Avery ripped his gloves off, his eyes dead serious.
"Sic 'em."
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