A/N: I'm really sorry for not updating these past few days -- I was away on vacation. Really, really sorry! I won't promise a chapter every two days or something though -- I need a life too. :D


"Look, here's Maximum Ride! And the others too!" exclaimed a scientist as he opened the door of our room.

Or rather, our prison.

We were still starving, but hey, at least they already fed us. With, like, meals fit for your average human adult. But still -- a small meal's still better than nothing, especially for us mutant freaks constantly on the run.

Just then, a whitecoat peered through my crate and started taking notes on his clipboard.

"This one seems normal. A bit agitated and malnourished, but it's otherwise perfectly healthy."

See how they refer us to, like we're freaking lab experiments? Oh, wait. We are experiments, to them at least.

"Max, I wish Fang was here with us," Gazzy moaned through his crate. He looked at me with, oh God, eyes showing suffering.

All of us were.

"Gazzy, I wish the same too." It was the closest I've ever said to admitting defeat.

"Okay, you guys. You have to come with us," said one whitecoat, the one who peered through my crate.

I was puzzled. "And why should we?"

They said nothing except for, "Because you have to."

"Like that will convince us to go with you, guys. I mean, listen. We. Do. Not. Have. To. Freaking. Cooperate. With. You. Sickos. We've got minds of our own, for heaven's sake!"

I could not take it any longer.

All of a sudden, one of the whitecoats opened up my crate, and dragged me out.

"You are going to go with us, whether you like it or not. Fail to cooperate, and Itex will exterminate you," he said menacingly, holding my wrist so tight it hurt. He suddenly got a syringe filled up with some liquid, and injected it on me.

The sensation was eerily familiar.

Valium.

Holy crap.

And what was this bit about Itex? They want us again?

Fang, I asked to myself, as my body started to shut down, where the hell are you? Itex wants us, for heaven's sake!

Max, said the Voice. He's on his way. Don't worry.

Wow, so you're replying now, I retorted snappily. How come he's not here yet, then? And how come he wasn't here in the first place?

As expected, the Voice did not reply.

Holy crap. Now I was truly alone.

Why?

Because the others were still in their cages. Ergo, they only wanted me.

Holy crap indeed.