Mikey struggled to stay in the air. He was so tired and had easily kept up with Tony their entire flight, but now his could barely move his wings up and down in the repetitive movement.
"Come on, we're almost there," Tony urged as he looked back at Mickey and notice him falling behind. "See," he pointed to a tall building in the distance, "that's the building. It's not that far away." Mikey nodded and pushed on.
Rogue groaned as she slowly regained consciousness. She didn't remember being hit over the head, but she could feel a small bump forming on the back of her skull. Her eyes took their time adjusting to the dark room. Soon she could make out a few shapes in the smallish room. In front of her was a door; light slithered under it from the next room yet did nothing to improve the light in the room. To her right was a decrepit bed that looked as though ripped apart and sewn (or rather duck taped) back together…. several time. And to her right was a chair up against the wall. And that was all. Nothing other than those few pieces of furniture and herself occupied the room.
She shifted from her uncomfortable position to discover that her legs were also bound. She groaned again, not because she was in pain, but because she knew it was near to impossible to escape when her hands, legs and mouth were duck taped.
Glass smashed in the next room and her head snapped up to watch the shadows under the door. They weren't physically fighting, but they were arguing intensely. She struggled closer to the door to hear their words.
"What do you mean you only have only one!"
"The others weren't there. Only two humans. They were useless, so I left them there."
"I told you I wanted all of them. So find the others!"
"How?"
"I don't know, maybe you could ask her?" the voice was full of sarcasm.
"But she won't just tell me."
"Then make her! There are ways to extract information!"
The door flew open and Rogue shuffled away as fast as she could. The room was immediately flooded with light, forcing her to close her eyes. She slowly opened her eyes and waited for them to adjust to the blinding light. A huge figure stood in the doorway, casting a large shadow into the room. Rogue felt so small and defenceless in his shadow that she tried to get out of it. He stopped her by placing a firm hand on her shoulder and shoving her next to the bed. She caught a glance of the mattress and realize that it's condition was worse that she thought. At first she had thought it had just been red, but it was actually dyed red… with blood. She was mortified. For the first time in long time Rogue was terrified. She wished Mars were there with her, she would protect her and tell her it would be all right like she had when they were back at the School. She doubted she was back at the School. The room was too filthy. The School's top priority was sterilisation. This room was definitely not part of the School.
He grabbed her by the hair and brought her closer to his face. She had no choice but to breathe in his foul breath and gag in the process. He ripped off her duck tape, causing her to gasp from the burning pain.
"Where are they?" he growled, baring his teeth. Rogue remained silent, which only angered him more. "You have no idea what I could do to you."
"Try your worst, but you'll never know," she spat.
A cruel smile spread across his face, "We'll see what you think when I'm finished with you."
Alley groaned next to me and shifted, sending her arm flying through the air and hit me in the face. I was tempted to hit her back, but decided against it. She was asleep. I wanted to enjoy while I could. Max was in the corner of the room with Angel under her arm. Both were fast asleep. The rest of the Flock were spread between Max and I asleep, except for Fang. He sat on an old chair in the middle of the warehouse. At first I thought his back was to me, but as I looked closer I noticed that he was staring at me. Well, not actually staring at me but were gazing in my direction.
I waved my hand to gain his attention, "Hello, Earth to Fang," I whispered.
He snapped out of his trace and looked at me, "What?"
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Well, you were so deep in thought then that you might hurt yourself."
"Haha, very funny," he said sarcastically, yet didn't show any emotion as he did it.
I carefully lifted Alley's arm off my stomach and placed beside her then stood up. I stretched and winced at the sudden sharp pain that travelled up my back, "It's been a while since I've slept on cement."
He didn't answer. I wandered over to him and sat in the empty chair next to him. "So are you going to tell me what's wrong, Emoboy?"
He glared at me briefly then shook his head.
"I can sit here all night. Just asking you and asking you and asking you and-"
"Please stop talking," he mumbled, "I'll tell you just…. don't talk."
"Okay."
"I was just thinking. Why were those Erasers at the building? They were there waiting. It was like they knew we were going to be here."
"Maybe they weren't waiting for you?" I suggested.
"We had an agreement that you wouldn't talk."
"You want to know or what? Look, the reason they were there was because they were waiting for us," I explained.
"Us?"
"Alley and I... well our flock, but I don't know how they knew we would be there. And they didn't attack as soon as we arrived. They only attacked when…. I found them. Maybe they weren't going to attack us."
"They were probably waiting for the rest of your friends to show up," he stated then stopped talking.
"But why? Sure the School wants all of us, but they wouldn't risk Alley and I getting away, they would have attacked at the first chance," at this point I was talking to myself, Fang had returned to staring off into the distance.