Geez, I have so much to write and its so hard to get all my thoughts down at once. Enjoy… :O)

Chapter Two

Fang's POV

In the middle of a dream with Max, (I know right?) my ears suddenly twitched and went to on mode.

I opened one eye and then saw a needle come towards my arm!

Whack! The needle went flying and I jumped up. Max didn't jump up and Iggy would have been up before all of us but the flock was still asleep so I assumed they drugged them already.

Taking my mind off the situation caused me to be kicked in the jaw.

I spat out blood and kicked the eraser in the, you guessed it, spot were it hurts. He threw up and blacked out.

I sensed another one running up to my back and jumped up throwing a kick in air doing a 180 and planted one on his deformed face, another out more to go.

Taking out a few more with only a few scratches on me, more and more came out from behind the trees.

I was then in a mosh pit of filthy dogs. They all stopped to a whistle then you guessed it, Ari came out. One on one fight was about to break out because I was planning on ripping his wings out and making him suffer.

"So Fangy boy, ready to be terminated?" he said with a mad laugh.

"Ready to die Terminator!? Though I am sure you'll be back so I'll have to make sure your done for this time." I said humoring myself at my little joke.

He came charging at me and I stopped him with my first connecting to his nose like it belonged there. With a pleasing off he fell to his knees. I upper cutter him and jabbed him in the eye with my elbow. He grabbed my foot to trip me so I got away by shoving my foot in his gut, hard, really hard. He was now on the floor and I managed to grab hold of his left wing and yanked it up hard!

He screamed like a girl and I saw a rainbow of stings and squirting blood come form the rip.

I thought it was all too easy till I was stuck in the neck with a needle.

Then bam, darkness.

I then woke up strapped to a wall. G-R-E-A-T I thought and tried to pull off when I realized max was strapped to a table.

White coats came in with tons of tools and needles. Dam, I thought how I could let this happen! No, I pictured Max being tortured and it made me angry! I then struggled as hard as I could but it wouldn't budge but I didn't give up!

An eraser whacked me in the face giving me a black eye.

Another came in and hit me with a metal bat out of no where and I felt kinda dizzy.

Each time I moved my eyes my brain felt like it was detached and moved with them making the pain grow ridiculously.

The white coat with the needle went for Max's eye!

"Leave her alone you jack-"then I was grabbed by my shirt and was told with a snarl, "Shut it or your girl friends gets it lover boy!"

"Bite me!" I said with my deep voice clenching my teeth together.

So he ripped off my shirt and took a bite at my neck making me inhale really fast! Showing no pain i sucked it up.

Inside I wanted to scream and yell and throw a fit but that's not me. It stung and it had doggie slobber all over it! Sick.

"No!" They stuck a needle through her eye lid and some in her arms. A white coat even poured a few drops of gasoline into her eyes! They were performing tests right in front of me!

I struggled with impressive force braking one arm free and as a result I was punched below the belly button and past out waking up moments later in a daze.

Max was gone and an eraser came in laughing.

Closing my eyes I gathered all my energy and busted off the wall!

I mean it was only rope on a hook but come on it was like three inches thick!

I started throwing punches and kicks and soon I found myself in a tornado of swarming erasers!

I took them out one by one and some times even two at a time! Knowing I had to get the flock out I picked up a left over needle with some liquid left in it and stabbed it in an erasers leg.

He yelped and I stated fighting off the others. Two more to go. I cuffed my hands and slammed them like suction cups against his ears making him whimper in the pain he deserved.

The last one had the same bat the other one used and I quickly dodged it and rammed his head into the steel door and watched him slid to the floor unconscious.

Running through the hallways the alarms hadn't yet been set off. Finally finding their room was so obvious to see only because it had the letters F-L-O-C-K carved in the name plate but there was no time to throw a party.

I slammed the door open to the flock being caught in surprised having a group hug.

Then a loud, "FANG!!" was screamed.

"Shhhh! Hurry lets go I just fought the last of them, get your things," I replied as if it was no biggie.

Then the alarms decided to go off!?

Great, perfect timing I thought.

Guess that saved by the bell thing isn't really saving us, more like turning against us!