Hey everyone! I don't have anything to say, and I'm sure you all really don't care, so here's the sequel to Stolen Away! Yeah, I know the drill... I don't own Maximum Ride, but I do own Riley Ride and every other figment of my imagination. Enjoy!
(Chappie 1) (Riley's POV, obviously.) I couldn't see anything. I couldn't hear anything. I could only feel a thick liquid blazing through my veins. The pain was so intense that I felt like crying, but men don't cry, so I just held it in.
Suddenly, there was a high-pitched screech that echoed throughout the room. Wait, that was coming from me! Jeez! I sound like a girl!
Then, out of the blue, everything stopped. The burning, the screaming, the haze that seemed to surround me, all gone.
I opened my eyes and saw about ten Whitecoats surrounding me. I was strapped to a metal table. The Whitecoats were murmuring quietly to themselves.
"Amazing."
"Outstanding."
"Extraordinary."
"Facinating."
"He looks like a big puppy!"
The last comment came from a little girl, about my age, in a cage over near the wall. She had bright, blue-gray eyes; chubby, rosy red cheeks; wavy, brown hair; and a huge smile on her face.
"Hi!" she yelled. She stuck her hand through the cage bars and wiggled her fingers at me.
I just stared back at her while the Whitecoats poked and prodded my new Eraser fur.
She looked at me with such curiousity that I had to say something.
"Hi. Whats your name?"
"My name's Lily! I'm seven!"
"Stop talking!" Some mean Whitecoat yelled at us. I glared at him and continued.
"That's a nice name. My name's Riley. I'm seven too."
"Riley. Riley. Riley," she chanted, testing out my name.
I was suddenly poked hard with a sharp object. I hissed and looked at my bleeding arm. Someone had taken a scalpel and cut my arm, just to see how long it would take for me to heal. I could already see my skin starting to piece itself back together.
In just a few minutes, there was only an angry pink scar on my arm.
The table that I was strapped to was wheeled out of the room and into another room. The walls were lined with caged children; experiments gone wrong.
I was unstrapped from the table, shoved into a crate, and injected with a sedative.
Then the world went black.
Omc! I'm starting to actually like this story! So, yeah. Don't forget to review!
