Author's Note: Here is an update. Sorry about not explaining the Erasers, I'll try to get to that next chapter. Track Sectionals are on Saturday, so more updates will be coming (hopefully). I'd written all of the Still in Max's… earlier, but it's one my favorite things I have written. Right now, Cocoa987 and me are working on an Outsiders & Newsies crossover/songfic. idea, so Maximum Ride might be on the back burner. Read, review, enjoy!

I was watching the sky behind Gazzy and Flock when I saw them. Erasers.

Max's POV

Suddenly, Erasers had charged up the hill and wrapped their huge arms around Gazzy and Iggy. At once, they started to rebel, hitting and kicking them. That's my boys, I thought. We all had kicked into "warrior mode" after that, punching the hell out of the Erasers.

But the strange thing was, we punched them, but they didn't flinch. At all. My punches aren't wimpy, either. So, either the Erasers were suddenly invincible, or we had suddenly gotten out of shape. I was going (hoping at least) for D: None of the above.

Fang had gotten over to Angel's spot. Helping her out by covering her back. I felt bad. I should be doing that job: protecting my little girl.

Nudge looked like she was losing, badly. I ran over to her.

Still in Max's POV (she never made it to Nudge)

An Eraser had pinned me to the ground. Fang was also on the ground. We had lost. Nudge, Iggy, Gazzy, and Angel were being led away in crates, consciously. I had four broken ribs, a broken arm, and was as bloody as can be.

I looked at Fang. His eyes were afraid, for the Flock, for me.

"Fang, don't leave me," I gasped. I knew he could hear me.

Then I felt an electrical shock in my back. I fell unconscious as I heard Fang scream my name.

Fang's POV

I could see Max was in pain. Max.

"Fang, don't leave me," she gasped. Never.

Then some Flyboy shoved a cattle prod into her back, and she fell unconscious.

"MAX! MAX!" I screamed. But it was no use, she was knocked out. Regardless, I screamed her name a couple more times. Angel and Nudge started crying. Gazzy was whispering something to Iggy, but I didn't care. All I could see was Max's crumpled, unconscious body being dragged into a crate. Flyboys were shoving me into a crate, but I was winning against them, running towards Max, when a cattle prod got shoved up my back. I fell down on my knees.

I struggled against the oncoming darkness, when another electrical shock ran through my back. That's when I knew that we were beaten, into the darkness.

Max's POV

My mind started to replay a dream of Erasers suddenly attacking the Flock (common enough) and getting stuffed into a crate, and-

Suddenly, I realized it wasn't a dream, but more like a real-life nightmare.

I groaned as I woke up. I looked to my left, and saw Fang. Thank God. His eyes were blood-shot from sleeplessness.

"What's wrong?" I asked. "Besides the apparent situation."

"You," was all he replied.

I looked down and saw my wounds again. Apparently the medic skipped me. Blood was everywhere, and it looked like my arm bone was slightly sticking out. I groaned in pain.

"Don't move," he said. Fang ripped off part of his shirt, soaked it in his water bowl, and looked at me. "Come here."

I obeyed. Whatever he was going to do, I wouldn't object.

He wrapped the pseudo- bandage around my arm. "We need to get you medical attention, not labcoats."

"Then, we need to find a way out of this mess," I replied, through gritted teeth. The water stung.

I looked around. The Flock were in the surrounding crates, they were asleep, not unconscious. Let them sleep, while you and Fang figure out a plan. Great, the Voice was back.

"Well, did you hear what the labcoats want of us?" I asked.

Fang nodded. "Not a word. They seem to be adopting a code of silence, and Angel's asleep. So, it looks like we're stuck for the next couple of minutes.

Great. Any ideas, Voice?

AN: So, tell me what you like (or dislike, if that's the case). In other words, REVIEW!!!! Wish me luck on my last two weeks of school!

jedigirl627 out.