Chapter 2: The End to the Plan

I quickly unlatched 18's cage and told him to unlock the others. He complied, as I went to scout ahead, and check out the door that Baldy came in through. As i approached it, it slid open and another three white coats stood there.

One was a female, her hair a dark yellow like colour, with a dark underneath. Her brown eyes looked at me scared, despite her looking down on me. Next to her was a short, old man with a balding head ringed with greyish brown. His black squinty eyes widened (if possible), and he looked straight at me, taking half a step back. The one behind them was a tall young man. He had brown hair, brown eyes that kid behind thin glasses, and a scar along his right jaw.

Eraser. My mind hardly processed the word when I was thrown back into a crate with some pathetic cat-human combination inside. 18 and 19 came running over, knocking out the two human white coats, before they could call for help, while I stood up, only to be punched in the gut by the Eraser. I gasped, but grabbed the Erasers' ear, and twisted until blood gushed over my forearms.

The Eraser yowled and clawed at my arms, mixing our blood on the white floor. I kept twisting until he passed out, and then he slumped to the grown at my feet with a thud.

"Well that was easy," I muttered more to myself than the others. "So," i said, turning to the others.

"Ready to break out of this prison?" They all nodded, so I turned, and started jogging slowly down the corridor.

I made a left halfway down the one hall, and then a right. Dead end. Backtrack. Go straight, and make another right, and then a left. Keep going until there is no hall left, then, go up. Yes, you heard me right. Us bird kids were climbing through the air vents (quite silently, might I add) to find a way out. We kept going, until we came upon a vent that had trees, and fences on the other side of it.

I pushed open the latch thing, and tumbled out, looking up at what I assumed was the sky. It was blue, rimmed with green things, I believe were called trees. Or shrubs. Either way, I know both are green. After looking around in awe for a second, 19 pushed me out of the way, and led the other experiments out. I should probably say children. Eh, I'll debate that later.

We all scrambled into a cluster, just looking around in awe. Our gawking didn't last too long, because the super loud and irritating alarm went off. And that was our cue to fly.

Now let me fill you in on a few things. We were taught to fly indoors against wind maker things. We have never flown more than 8 hours, at most. We know the basics and that was that, so when I say our take off was a bit shaky, and lopsided, don't doubt me. After I managed lift off (I should learn how to do that better), I hovered for a moment, as my fellow bird people took off, hovering around me.

Just as 18 managed to hover, the big back door opened, two doors swinging out. Huh. I hadn't noticed that earlier. A horde of very good looking men and women came jogging out of the building, holding guns. They started firing as we flew off.

Freedom.

Hi guys, Panda here (duh). So although I did not get what I wanted last time, my views have been on the same number for the past 2 days and that was like killing me on the inside. Uhm, for those of you reading this and who enjoy it, will you please help me out by telling your other Maximum Ride crazed friends? I would appreciate that so much and would love to give you a cookie in the shape of wings.

Anyways, I hope you enjoyed and for next chapter, please, 3 favourites. That is all I ask. I hope that isn't so hard. Please and thank you

Panda out!