Assuming that I carried through with my plans to rename my story, congrats on finding it! If I didn't carry through with my story, it most likely means that I couldn't figure out how to do it. This also means my fabulous computer skills have disappeared to somewhere mysterious. Here is chapter #6. SanraitaFang, if you don't start typing your butt off, I'm gonna be caught up to you in #'s of chapters. By the way, I love creative hangman. It's so much fun. Right SanraitaFang?

Natalca POV

It took me barely any time to pack All I had to pack was clothes, hairbrush, toothpaste and toothbrush. That was all I owned. Once I was done, I took the backpack I had borrowed from Max out to the living room. Shanyn was already done packing. Madysen was almost done. "I still don't get how Angel was able to tell that Taelyr's still alive. That's crazy," I said to Shanyn, since it was awkward just sitting there, "That kid scares me sometimes."

"Don't worry, she scares me to," Shanyn told me.

"I'm not scary!" a small voice called from down the hall. Shanyn and I looked at each other and laughed.

Just then, Max and Gazzy came into the room, backpacks slung over their shoulders. "I'm gonna go pack some snacks for the flight. Well, both flights," Max said, referring to the fact that we would be flying by wing to the airport in New York, and by plane to Oxford.

The only bad thing about our flight was that we would have to wait for an hour before boarding the plane. Even though the plane always arrives late, you have to be there way before it comes in, for some reason. The world has no sense.

After about five more minutes, everyone was packed. Max led the way outside, and gave us a refresher course on take-off. It was much easier this time, since we were taking off from the balcony instead of flapping our way into the sky from the ground. Once we were in the air, it was pure heaven. Flying wasn't that hard.

Hunter of the Dawn's POV

Crap. No, worse than crap. Super-crap, ultimate-crap, crazy-crap, crap-of-the-century. They had left. To Oxford. They had left a note on the door, addressed to Total and Akila, saying that they were in Oxford, and the key was behind the loose board in the stairs by the garage. (No, SanraitaFang, this time the idea was original, not taken from my life like the beige Honda. That also means that trying to break into my house is a no-go.) This sucked. I was going to have to wait so much longer to hunt them if they didn't return soon. Maybe I could kidnap Total and Akila (gosh these guys had weird names) and then hold them hostage to make the hunt more interesting…

Yes, that was what I would do. I knew I wouldn't go after them. I don't chase my quarries halfway around the globe. That's for the less-advanced folk. My prey always comes back to me.

Max POV

Once we got to the airport, I was all nerves. I had to keep track of eight people besides myself, get the people I was keeping track of to follow me, and, biggest challenge of all, keep Shanyn and Natalca from killing each other.

Eventually we found gate B7, which turned out to be on the other side of the building. We made it there with five minutes to spare. Oh, how I love the fact that Angel can control minds. It made it a lot easier to get our tickets, without going into too many details. I think you can figure out what happened.

By the time we actually got on the plane, it was Fang's job to keep me from killing someone. Have I ever before mentioned how much I hate big, flying junks of metal that, as I have said many times before, by the laws of aerodynamics and all that fancy stuff, should not be able to fly. They don't even flap their wings! And don't try to explain to me how the hell they work because I will throw a fit. If I say something shouldn't work, it shouldn't work, end of story.

I was distracted from my mental rant by Madysen jumping six feet in the air when the plane started to move. "Don't like planes?" I asked.

"They shouldn't be able to fly," she said through gritted teeth.

"I'm with you there."

"How long did you say this flight was?" Natalca asked me from her seat by the window.

"Almost eight hours," I answered her.

The entire flock groaned. Myself included. Despite having a different DNA than us, Madysen, Shanyn, and Natalca shared our enthusiastic dislike of airplanes.

After about an hour of rock, paper, scissors, fast mouth, tongue twisters, concentration, creative hangman (The colony's idea. You don't put your person at a gallows. You put it in all sorts of dangerous positions: about to be sat on by an elephant, hit by a car, gun pointed at them, surrounded by Erasers, all sorts of fun stuff.) And lots of other time keepers, a flight attendant came by, offering us anything to eat/drink. I asked her for a few dozen bags of chips, and the same amount of drinks, and she stared at me like I was crazy, but returned after five minutes with one of those cardboard boxes full of chips, and several twelve-packs of Fruitopia, Coca-Cola, and Sprite. I distributed the snacks, and we went back to our games with our seating groups.

After the rest of the seven hours had passed, the plane finally started to descend. This time it was Shanyn who jumped a foot in the air. "Is the plane crashing?" she asked, genuine fear in her voice.

Iggy laughed, then answered, "No, it's landing."

"But it's going down so fast!" Shanyn protested.

"For some reason, if it doesn't go fast it falls out of the sky. Would you prefer that happen?" Iggy responded.

Shanyn shook her head. After a few seconds of staring out the window, she asked, "Is it going fast enough?"

Iggy glanced at the built-in TV in the back of the seat in front of him, which showed some of the stats of the plane, "We are currently travelling at over 500 mph, so I assume we're going fast enough. Max, even with her turbo drive, can only go about…250?"

"And that's in a dive," I responded.

Shanyn relaxed slightly. After a few more minutes, the plane touched down with a bump that made a jolt of adrenaline rush through my body. Then the turbines went into reverse, which makes this really loud noise that sounds like the engines are falling apart, but is really used to slow down the plane, and Madysen, Shanyn, and Natalca jumped into the air and looked around, with various versions of "What the hell was that?" and signs of nervousness and panic.

"They put the turbines in reverse to slow down the plane, which makes a really loud noise. Of course, it would make more sense to just make a longer runway, but these guys have no brains," I told them, "Calm down! The flight is over! Be happy!"

We were unbuckled long before the seatbelt sign went of, so we took that sign as the 'get out of your seats as fast as you can and run to the sweet freedom of the great outdoors' sign, and barrelled for the almost open door. Seven very long seconds later, the flight attendant, same one who had given us the snacks, okayed us to go through, with another look that signalled she thought we were crazy.

But oh! The sweet, solid ground! It was wonderful. Magnificent!

Once everyone was out of the plane, I steered them instantly towards the exit. We didn't stop at the baggage pick-up, since our only bags had been our carry-on backpacks. As soon as we were out of the airport, I said, "It's almost 9:00. We'll stay in a hotel for a while, then go early in the morning and destroy the school. Iggy, Gazzy, how many bombs can you make in that amount of time?"

Iggy smiled, a good sign, and replied, "More than we'll need."

I didn't push him for an exact number.

Iggy POV

Oh, yes! I hadn't made a bomb since, ummm. Oh, Yesterday. Oh well, a few more couldn't hurt. Or maybe more than a few. Hee Hee Hee.

"Do we have to stay in a hotel?" Madysen asked, and I instantly saw where she was going, "Can't we just go and rescue Taelyr, then check into a hotel and stay the night?"

"That won't work," said Fang, "Flyboys and Shifters will be after us in seconds. We can't just check into a hotel when we're on the run. Taelyr's been waiting for almost seven years. She can wait a little longer. That is-"

Even though he had cut off, we could all tell that he was going to say 'that is if she's still alive'. Madysen nodded solemnly, then followed Max to a street kiosk, where they grabbed a map and lead us to the nearest hotel. The nearest hotel also happened to be a familiar name: Days Inn.

When we got there, Madysen ordered four adjoining rooms and a fold-out cot, speaking in a talented British accent, so that we didn't attract any more attention than necessary. Max gave me, Nudge, and Madysen a room key, and kept one for herself. "Everyone who has a key pick one person to share a room with," she said.

I quickly went to Shanyn, "Do you want to share with me?" I stuttered.

"Sure," she said, sounding slightly more confident than I did.

Nudge went with Angel and Gazzy, Madysen and Natalca went together, and, big surprise, Fang and Max took the last set of room keys. As we went up to our rooms, I saw Madysen staring at a small plate of cookies sitting on a table in the entryway. I could almost see her mouth watering. On sudden impulse, she ran back down the hallway towards the small plate of cookies, took the lid off, and popped one in her mouth. "Mmm! They're chocolate chip!" she said, a look of pure ecstasy on her face.

Of course that got Max over there as well. She never turns down a chocolate chip cookie. As soon as she put the cookie in her mouth, she frowned, and then turned to the lady at the reception desk. "Are these homemade?" she asked.

"Yes," the lady said in her British accent, "One of our employees has a cousin at the nearby bakery. She gives us several batches a week."

Max nodded. Everyone else had to take some cookies then. After I had mine, I had to admit, they were pretty good. Not as good as Dr. Martinez's though.

We went upstairs to our rooms. They were pretty nice, other than the fact that they only had one double bed per room. What a rip-off.

I went to go watch a few minutes of TV while Shanyn went in the shower. I think most of the girls were having a shower. I could hear water running in Max's room, and Madysen and Natalca's. I knew Nudge would never pass down the opportunity to have a shower.

A few minutes into my show, Madysen's shower cut off. After another minute, it started back up again as Natalca took her turn. After that came Max's, Shanyn's, and then Nudge's. Angel took her turn after Nudge came out of the washroom. Through the open door in the room next to me, I saw Madysen come out in her pyjamas. After that, Shanyn came out and joined me on the bed to watch Mythbusters. A few seconds later, Natalca's shower cut off.

All of a sudden, there was a loud thunk from Natalca's bathroom. I quickly got up and ran to the room next to mine, Shanyn right behind me. Going to the bathroom, I saw that the door was already open and Madysen was kneeling by Max, talking to her in a worried voice, "Natalca! What's wrong? Can you hear me?"

As we came through the door, Shanyn panicked when she saw Natalca on the ground, propped up against Madysen's leg, with her eyes partially closed and her mouth hanging open. (She looks funny! She's not dead, don't worry.) Shanyn went down on her knees to try to wake Natalca up, waving her hand in front of Natalca's eyes and patting her face.

Max came in through the door and stood beside me. "She's having a vision; bring her to that big chair by the bed."

Madysen and Shanyn picked Natalca up and carried her out to the big burgundy (Hey! They both start with B! Big burgundy…Banana! I'll try to act normal for a while. There's no burgundy banana, I apologize. Sorry, I'll quit interrupting for at least three paragraphs now.) armchair and laid her in it. "The Voice says she's gotten her special talent now. She can see scenes from the future that will happen."

Natalca groaned, and her limp form sat up in the armchair. "What the hell was that?" she asked.

"A scene from the future," Max answered, giving the same explanation she had given us, "What did you see?"

"A whole bunch of really fast pictures. I think I saw the room where the labmen are keeping Taelyr. She was leaning against the wall of her cage, and there was a boy in the cage beside her, he was leaning against the wall that was beside hers. They were both crying. There was a sign on her cage. It had a big picture of an X on it, and there were smaller letters that said: Failure, slated for neutralization at 1100 hours. What does that mean?"

"It means they're going to kill her at 11:00," Max answered, a fine note of urgency in her voice, "Was there anything in the room that you could see that had the date on it?"

Natalca shut her eyes and concentrated, "One of the computers had the calendar function up, and it said it was the 16th of August. And the time was 10:30 at night. What's the date today?"

"It's the 16th. And it's almost 10:00 at night. We've gotta go now. We'll leave the younger kids at the hotel with Fang. Iggy, Natalca, Madysen, Shanyn and I are going to go to the School and save Taelyr."

We all nodded. Madysen's face had turned the colour of undercooked oatmeal. Max got up and went into her room to tell Fang what had happened. When she came back, she led the way out of the room and to the stairs. We climbed to the top of the four-story hotel, and then out onto the roof, where we did an up-and-away.

Taelyr POV

I leaned against the back of my cage, staring aimlessly at the door. The clock on the computer, which I had looked at a few seconds ago, said that it was 10:30, which meant the whitecoats were coming soon to take me away.

The whitecoats called me a failure because I had a mind of my own. All the other experiments that they considered 'successes' were basically programmed to obey their every order. I wasn't programmed that way, so they had decided to kill me.

Just then, the door I was staring at opened, and a whitecoat walked in. He was carrying a clipboard in one hand, and a taser in the other. He walked over to my cage, and opened the door. "No!" my boyfriend, Wyll, shouted at him, "You can't take her!"

I backed to the corner of my cage, trying to get away from him. He reached in and pulled me out by my hair. I sucked in a breath at the pain, but refused to give him the satisfaction of hearing me cry out. "Let go of me you filthy-" I began, but cut off as he zapped me with the taser. Oh my God that hurt.

The whitecoat zapped me again, just for the fun of it, and then dragged me out the door. "Taelyr!" I heard Wyll cry as the idiot dragged me out of the room.

I tried to kick the whitecoats lights out, but whenever I tried, the taser was always in the way. I got at least seven shocks on the short trip to the operating room. The whitecoat opened the door, and laid me down on the table. Before I had time to struggle, he had done up the heavy metal clasps around my arms, legs, stomach, and neck. If he killed me, I would find a way to come back to life and then I would kill him right back.

Trust me, I struggled as much as I could, but the whitecoat stuck me with a needle and in a few minutes, I couldn't even twitch my fingers.

The whitecoat did a lot of tests, which meant a lot of needles. I knew I only had a few more minutes to live. I didn't have any special talents that could get me out of this room. Wyll could use his if he were here. Now I felt terrible. I was deserting will. I was a crappy girlfriend. I loved Wyll as much as he loved me, and I was deserting him.

I couldn't move, but I could hear the sounds around me. And they were horrible. I could hear the steady, yet very fast, beeping of the heart-rate monitor. I could hear the scratching of the whitecoats pen. I could here the sounds from other rooms in the School. I wanted to leave.

The whitecoat stopped scratching away at the paper with his pen. He walked over to me and slipped a gas mask over my face. As his hand came closer, I saw the time on his watch read 10:50. This was it. I tried not to breathe, but you can probably guess how much of a success that was. After a few breaths, I started to get really tired. A few more and I felt my eyes closing. A few more and I fell asleep.

Madysen POV

Oh, God. They were going to kill Taelyr in less than and hour. My eyes were searching the city for any signs of something that might be the School. Now would be a really good time to hear from my Voice.

"Does anyone see anything?" I heard Shanyn call out.

We all gave varying versions of "no". Even after fifteen minutes, all we could see was shops, garden squares, and houses. There were no buildings that looked like a School. We fanned out, covering a larger range, going almost all the way to North Hinksey Village. (Yes, that's its actual name. I did my research. *Smug grin*) It had been almost a half an hour since we'd left the hotel, and the labmen were known to work ahead of schedule.

Go to the sewer cover in the botanical gardens. This School is located underground.

Well that could certainly come in handy. "I know where to go!" I shouted gleefully, "Follow me."

Everyone immediately gathered around me as I flew towards the center of the village, my brown wings pumping furiously. "I already looked over here," Natalca told me, "There was absolutely nothing."

"The School is underground!" I said, relief still flooding my voice.

I lead the way further into the gardens, landing on a nearby tree, and then flipping down like onto the ground. Shanyn and Natalca did the bat-landing a few seconds later. After five minutes of frantic searching, I found the sewer cover my Voice had been talking about. Inside, there wasn't a bunch of muck and grime and the other stuff usually found in sewers. Instead, there was a clean, tiled hallway. I ran down it, my feet making next to no noise. At the end of the hallway, I found a freakin' map! It was like they wanted us to know where to go.

Looking at the map, I saw that the cages were very near us. We had to go down one hallway and then turn right, then through the second doorway. I sprinted in the direction the map indicated. In the room with the cages, I looked around. The room was empty, aside from the experiments. Getting a better view, I saw that there were hardly any of those anyways. I quickly scanned the room, then froze when I saw a certain cage.

There was a door hanging open, and the door had a big, red X on it. Taelyr was gone.

I couldn't control my legs anymore, my adrenaline was gone. I collapsed on the ground, sobs heaving my body. "Madysen," I heard Max say, "Get your butt up right now. We haven't checked all the rooms in the School yet. Help me look at the map on the door for suggestions."

I nodded and got up on still shaking legs. Looking at the map, there weren't any rooms that seemed likely aside from a small room down the hall labelled 'Operating Room'. That was our first pick. According to the computer, it was 10:52. We had less than ten minutes if the labmen stuck with their schedule. "If you're looking for Taelyr, I can help you," said a voice from the cage beside Taelyr's.

"I know you," Natalca said, "You're the boy from my vision. You were crying with Taelyr earlier today. Do you know where she went?"

"The whitecoats took her to the operating room a half an hour ago. They wanted to do some final tests before they neutralized her. Let me out, I can help you. She's probably still alive."

I swear my heart skipped a couple beats. Once I regained myself, I walked over to his cage and unlatched it before I had time to think it through and decide not to. He climbed out of his cage and faced us. "Thanks," he said, "My name's Wyll. (When you finally read this Taylor, I debated naming him Oliver, just to bug you.) I'm Taelyr's boyfriend."

"You're also going to help us bust her out of here. If you do a good job, we might take you with us," Max told him.

Wyll lead the way out of the cage room and down the hall to the operating room. I reached for the handle, and found it was locked. "Oh for the love of-"

"Look out!" Iggy's sneakered foot came by my head and literally knocked the door of its hinges. My reflexes caught it before it could hit the ground and make any more noise. Looking inside the room, I saw a labman holding a clipboard. Before he could even take a breath, I had crossed the room and punched him right between the eyes, instantly knocking him out and hopefully breaking his nose. Looking around, I took in an apple computer, a desk, and, in the center of the room, there was a big operating table. Strapped to the table by heavy metal links, was a girl my age, which looked almost exactly like my memories of Taelyr. She had a gasmask strapped over her face, and her eyes were closed. She was totally unconscious.

Acting on another first impulse, I ran to the bed and ripped the mask of her face. After that I pressed my fingers against the side of Taelyr's neck, searching for anything that resembled a pulse. After ten frantic seconds, I found a slight beating. It was unimaginably faint. If I hadn't had all my senses heightened by the labmen, I wouldn't have felt it at all. "She's alive!" I shouted, "Does anyone know where the keys are?"

Wyll reached up to a hook by the door and pulled down a set of keys. I never looked in the obvious spots. Wyll tossed the keys to me, and I unlocked the metal bonds on her arms, waist, neck, and legs. I pulled her off the operating table and carried her over my shoulder like a big, awkward baby. "Let's get out of here fast."

The others nodded and ran out the door. I followed them, slowed down only slightly by Taelyr's body weight. She was very light.

When we got to the sewer cover, I handed Taelyr's unconscious body to Shanyn, then climbed back out and plopped her over my shoulder again. We ran the whole way back to the Days Inn hotel.

When we got into the hotel, I told the lady at the desk, "If a bunch of really tan, pretty girls come in through that door, call our room, 347. We're expecting them to be here sometime tonight. I can't get a hold of them on their cell, so I don't know what time they're coming at exactly."

The lady nodded, staring at Taelyr, "She fell asleep on the way here. She can sleep through anything. And can we get one more adjoining room? That's if there's one available."

The receptionist nodded, believing me without a doubt about my lie about Taelyr, and handing me a key card for room 350.

When we got up to our room, I handed Taelyr to Wyll and Max unlocked the room for him to share with her. Wyll laid Taelyr down on the double bed. I started patting her face, trying to get her to wake up. She should have woke up by now. It had been over five minutes since she had been off the gasmask.

She'll wake up in seventeen seconds. She's just collecting her thoughts about where she is and what happened. She's been able to hear you for over ten seconds.

"Taelyr wake up!" I said firmly, "I know you can hear me. It's Madysen. And Wyll's here too. Come on, wake up, please!"

Taelyr's eyelids fluttered, then opened and focused on me. "What the hell happened?" she asked.

"It's a long story," I told her, "I'll try to explain it before everyone comes here. Basically what happened was that you were going to be killed by the people at the School. One of the people who saved you had a vision of you dying and we came and saved your butt. We brought you here, to the hotel. You're in Oxford. That's pretty much it."

"I missed you Madysen," she said.

"I missed you too."

Max came into the room, followed by Fang, Shanyn, Nudge, Natalca, Angel, Iggy, and Gazzy. "Hi Taelyr!" Angel called out to her.

After that it was a very happy reunion. Taelyr was introduced to everyone, and hugged quite a lot by Wyll. Max finally ended the reunion by telling everyone, "We still have to leave tomorrow. Everyone should get to bed, okay?"

There was a chorus of okays, and then we all went to bed. For the first time in a long while, I was going to bed happily.

Wow! That was my longest chapter ever! It totals 4625 words. That's amazing. I still have to decide what kind of DNA Taelyr will have. There will be a traitor in the flock soon! SanraitaFang, you know who it will be. One more thing, this story has had 11 visitors, and only one has reviewed it. Thank-you SanraitaFang! Everyone else, WHEN I RULE THE WORLD YOU WILL BE DEPROMOTED TO LOWLY PEASANTS WHO CLEAN THE PIG PENS AND WASH ME AND SANRAITAFANG'S FEET! CURSES!

As you can see, I am still working towards my life's goal of world domination. *Mental Smile*. One more thing. . . I thought that my new story name was a little bit dumb, so I suddenly had one of my life-changing brainwaves! For chapter seven, the story's name will again be changed. THis time when you go to look for it, search Chiroptera. I called it this because that is the scientific name of a bat, it means hand-wing. I know, I'm a genious, you don't have to review my story and tell me, not that anyone would, aside from SanraitaFang. Who's the person from Singapore who's reading my story? What's it like in Singapore? Fellow Canadians who are reading my story, review! Be patriotic towards a Canadian author! Please review! SanraitaFang, could you please tell them about my highly dangerous long-range, very fast shooting machine gun? That might scare them..........I WILL RULE THE WORLD!!