Disclaimer: If I wrote Maximum Ride, no one would like it. That is why I am writing a book for my own and not claiming to own any of this. I am but a mere fan.

A/N: Well, I'm planning on editing all the rest of the chapters and posting them today! So it will be my FIRST completed story! I'm excited. Well, have fun reading!

I watched Ari go. I thought he must be telling the truth. He was much nicer either way. But still, something made me incredibly sad. It must have been the fact that all I had been through, everything that had happened to me never happened. It was incredibly depressing.

I turned my attention to Jeb who was lecturing the Whitecoats about how all this was supposed to work. "We will slowly insert the wings into the slits we have made in his back."

A woman with black whispy hair raised her hand.

Jeb acknowledged her. "Yes, Mariah?"

The woman had a high, pretty voice. But that didn't fool me. She was probably just new. "How will the wings actually connect to his back bone?" She asked.

"Great question." Jeb smiled "I was getting to that. My job is not only to supervise this operation but also to alter his DNA while it is taking place. This will allow us to insert the wings and let his body do the rest of the work."

Then Jeb began to assign jobs to everyone. I struggled against the straps. I had to get out of here before they messed me up for good. I didn't want six wings anyway.

"Alright. Let's get to work." Jeb rubbed his hands together excitedly. Boy did his face look in need of a good punch.

They turned me over and took off my shirt. I tried to get away, but they must have suspected that because they each held me down until I was secure again. They even velcroed my wings which made me even more furious.

Jeb stood in front of a computer and tested a few things before giving the others the sign.

They went to work, all doing their jobs. They scurried around the table, hardly noticing me.

A man motioned to another of the Whitecoats who brought some utensils. I winced. I couldn't see them very well, since I was facing the table. But out of the corner of my eye, I saw him pick up a knife that looked almost like an exact-o-knife. I tensed. This was bad. Really bad.

Just then, the door opened. I heard a Whitecoat rush in. "The others are awake!" He announced.

The man dropped his knife, much to my delight.

Jeb sighed. "Alright. We'll finish this another time." They flipped me over and I sighed in relief as they left the room. I wouldn't be turned into a six-winged weirdo. For now at least.

A/N: Please review! Say "Veela" in your review if you have read my author notes! Alright, 3 more chapters to go! But Arthur barely made it…Could this possibly mean that Arthur will have 6 wings, instead of 2? Keep reading and find out!