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!