Disclaimer: Ya I still don't own Maximum Ride… I know it's sad.
A/N: OK! I am terribly sorry but I re-read my last chapter and noticed I put an [insert bomb name] thingy. We'll um…just goes to show PROOF READ YOUR WORK PEOPLE! So I'm really sorry bout that just picture a smoke bomb or something. :S I am also really sorry for not updating in ages school is well...school.
I woke up, aching all over. Squinting into the blazing light of the room I could only make out blurry cabinets and shelves. Iggy… I sat straight bashing my head against the top of the crate. Glaring around the room I finally saw Iggy crouching is his own cage. He gave me a weak smile following the sound of my not so graceful awakening.
"It's a good thing you're hard headed."
Chuckling I felt more light hearted as I studied the latch. A dead bolt and three iron locks, hell. There was a noise coming from the door. I shifted back to the shadows of my cage as three whitecoats and the eraser from before, strolled in. They came to my cage and peered inside.
"Here's Juliette."
I shivered. What are they talking about? The man pulled out some keys and began fiddling with the locks. I braced myself for a fight and a daring escape. Then the eraser stepped forward and all my hopes faded away. His powerful arms reached in and dragged me out. I kicked scratch and screamed but he just laughed and carried me as if I weighed nothing more than a feather. He slammed me down on a metal table. Steel bars held my wrists and my ankles down so that I could not move. A curtain was drawn "separating" me from Iggy but also let the sound pass through perfectly. Struggling desperately against my bonds I turned my face away as they tried putting a mask over my mouth and nose. My head was forced still and once it was strapped on I began to feel faint and soon drifted off.
Searing pain awoke me. My legs felt as though they were on fire. I screamed and tried to move but the pain only got worse. Then I couldn't feel my legs anymore, they had gone numb. Tears came to my eyes and ran down my cheeks. My legs… Soon the lights above my head moved and the bars released my hands and wrists. Falling numbly into the arms of the eraser, it carried me to my cage and placed me gently inside. I examined my bloodied knees and stitched up legs. The feeling of numbness was leaving, replaced by a strange and unpleasant tingly feeling.
"Miki what happened! Are you okay! What's going on?"
"I… don't know."
Keeping back tears I rolled over on the cold floor. Pressing a hand to my leg I wiped as much blood off as I could. Letting out a slow, unsteady breath I closed my eyes and listening to Iggy's steady breathing fell into a restless sleep.
3 days later
Iggy lay exhausted in his cage next to mine. My legs were almost completely healed and I felt much better, although Iggy never told me what would happen to him. He would only ask me to sing for him and hold his hand and I was doing just that when the doors opened. Two whitecoats came in wearing blank expressions.
"Let's go Juliette."
"Why do you call me that?"
My tone was completely void of any emotion. They gave me a shocked look. The woman moved closer and bent to look me in the eye. She brushed a lock of brown hair behind her ear. She looked sadly at me over the brim of thick rimmed glasses before she cleared her throat.
"When you were ten, we were going to perform the final stage of project aviaries 2.0, merging lupus DNA with your human-aviarian bodies. You and nine others were prepared for the procedure, and then Set came in. He took you away to another room…He wanted to do it before the procedure, technically, he saved your life. Their bodies couldn't handle the transformations…So he took you…"
Her voice trailed of
f. It was as if she was searching for a liable reason for something. Set…he was the eraser that took me into the helicopter! But, what did she mean by "couldn't handle the transformation?" Is that why they all died! A cough interrupted my thoughts. I looked back up to the woman.
"He took you to another room and…had his way with you…"
"What do you mean?"
"He raped you…"
My heart stopped. What seemed like a flood of suppressed memories came forward. Images of his rough hands grabbing me, searing pain, his voice as he…I shut the thoughts out. I felt dead, cold and dirty. I felt like crying yet no tears came. My life had been shattered. I had no more value.
4 days later
Blood dripped down my wrists, Iggy was holding them tight. I dropped the shard of metal and it clanged loudly against the floor. The tears froze on my face as I stared at his hands in mine. I had wanted it all to end.
"Miki, don't do this to yourself. I still love you, I'll always love you. Please… you saw the value in me, now see the value that I see, in yourself."
I blinked, tears dripped down my face. How can he still want me? Shaking, I dropped my hands giving him a slow nod. Even as he was talking my wounds were beginning to heal. Just when I was feeling better Set walked in. My stomach curled and I felt as though I was going to hurl. He walked straight over to my cage and gave me a sly grin. He kicked Iggy's cage aside then viciously yanked me out of mine. Frantically, I fought putting all my strength into each blow. He just smiled and shook me.
"Calm down my Juliette, I know you're going to enjoy it just like you did the first time."
I screamed and kicked harder. The smile vanished from his lips and he hit me hard. I fell to the ground in front of Iggy. He was desperately trying to force his cage open to no prevail. Set grabbed me hard and threw me over his shoulder and slammed the door shut behind him. The last thing I saw was Iggy's face, red with anger as the door shut behind me.
He carried me down the hall and into a room. It was like a hotel, with a bed and cream coloured walls. He threw me on the red sheets and began unbuttoning his shirt. I tried crawling back but he grabbed my ankle dragging me back. His laugh made my skin crawl as he pinned my hands above my head. He trapped my legs beneath his weight. Gripping both my hands in one of his, the other went down my face to then caress my curves.
"You're so fragile, yet beautiful. You should be grateful that I saved your life then, well now I'm getting my reward. Now and anytime I want it."
He crashed his lips down on mine, roughly forcing them open. His hand disappeared under my shirt and he growled possessively. He took his other hand and pressed it into my back, forcing me to arch into him. Placing butterfly kisses down my neck his hand was trailing further and further down me. I squeaked as he began to pull on my shorts. He became more aroused at my noise and he moved both hands down, bad mistake. I clapped my hands over his ears and he howled leaning back. Up went my knee into his crotch and I leapt off the bed. My legs wobbled then I sprinted down the hall. Doors flew by me as I searched. Finally I found it and burst through. I ran to Iggy's cage, grabbing a wrench on the way. Using all my strength I slammed down on the locks. They broke and he clambered out. He grabbed me up into his arms. I buried my face into his shoulder.
"Are you okay? Please, Please be okay."
"I'm fine. He didn't do anything, but Iggy we have to go."
I lead him as we raced behind the curtain as three erasers and a whitecoat burst through the door. They were searching for us and we had to hide. Searching frantically I only saw the horrible surgery table and cabinets with vials and sharp tools. Suddenly, I was yanked back falling through a metal shoot. I landed with a muffled thud on some sheets. Iggy pulled me into another close hug.
"I'm so sorry."
"Please don't blame yourself; you're the best thing to ever happen to me."
"I promise to protect for as long as I live, he will never lay a hand on you ever again."
I snuggled closer to him. He lay down, taking me with him. We lay there staring up through the laundry chute. I turned over and kissed Iggy. He wrapped his arms around me hugging me close. This is what I wanted, he was the one I wanted, I just wanted him to erase all the bad that had happened and make it all go away. We separated and I lay my head down on his chest as I fell asleep.
A/N: Nothing against anyone names Set here! I got the name from the Egyptian god Sutekh who slew Osiris so I don't have anything against people named Set here. So please R&R new chapter up soon hopefully.