[A/N] This is probably my favourite chapter so far. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride, but I do however own this plot.

On cue, the three of us launched forward, breaking into the compound. Fang and Iggy ran straight into the main building with bombs ready to plant leaving me to deal with the experiments. I sighed. It was going to take twice as long to get them out.

Ba-dump…Ba-dump…Ba-dump… I raced through the maze of corridors. The experiments were out and I plunged into the second step of attack. Information. My heart uncontrollably thumped as I stepped through the computer room doors. Rushing to the nearest machine, I tapped away listening to the panic that arose in the corridors. I didn't have much time left, and I knew it.

A few moments later, I waited impatiently at the printer that spat out the valuable documents I needed. There was only one piece of paper left to print by the time Fang and Iggy bursted through the sliding glass doors.

"Hurry up! We have to go now!" Fang said hastily. Pushing the paper into my bag on top of the others, I raced after my family.

***

When I saw the door that lead to the grassy area, my heart leapt. We were going to make it out alive, I thought. But I should've known it wouldn't have been that easy, nothing was ever that easy. Up ahead, Fang and Iggy had stopped dead in their tracks. Oh no…

"What-"I started but was immediately cut off by Iggy.

"Flyboys, Erasers,"

"And Jeb," finished Fang. The sound of his name made me sick. When I caught up a second later, my face went deadly pale. There, on the grass were about twenty erasers, twenty flyboys and a whitecoat waiting for us to take a step out of the door.

All hell broke loose when we did. No, that was an understatement. All hell, heaven and earth broke loose when our shoes touched the grass. Erasers morphed into snarling wolves with disgusting faces and sharp claws. Jeb seemed to have banned guns because flyboys pulled out all of the ninja weapons you could think of. In less than a second, each of us found ourselves fighting for our lives against about thirteen things that were thirsting for blood. Only three seconds into the battle, my body was already battered and bruised.

Out of nowhere, a powerful fury fist collided with my face making me spit out blood. I heard Fang yell my name but I didn't reply. I was only thinking one thought at the time, if I was going down, im bringing these bastards down with me. With everything I had, I threw a violent kick to the Eraser's thick neck. So far, that was the fifth eraser I had taken down.

I steadily flew up a metre into the air, taking the fight to the next level. All of my hopes about gaining a new advantage were shattered when my opponents followed just as easily. Studying the battlefield, I noticed Fang and Iggy had done the same as me, fighting while flying. What also caught my attention were the bodies of erasers that lay still on the grass below. Though we had taken down quite a few Erasers, there was still more of them alive than dead or unconscious. But the worst thing was that not one single flyboy was dead.

The next thing I knew was the roaring of thunder above my head. I smirked as I remembered Fang's words last night…

"Guys, we can't take another day of planning. We need to do this tomorrow because if flyboys are there we'll have the weather on our side."

Iggy curiously sniffed the air, "But it's going to rain…"

"Exactly."

I glanced at Fang; he was thinking the same thing as I was. We called Iggy's name and rose higher. But that was one of the few times Iggy's blindness got the worst of him and the situation. The flyboys and Erasers had somehow already caught on and grabbed him, making it impossible for him to ascend any higher. That was when remembered him. Jeb. He stood under an umbrella on the far side, starting at me with a huge grin on his face. It was him, it had to be him. No way could Erasers be that smart and flyboys were just robots, they wouldn't be able to think if their life depended on it. It was all because of him.

A sudden jerk at my foot broke our gaze. I started kicking like a maniac as I desperately tried to get the flyboy off of my foot. But in the end it wasn't me or Fang, it was the wonderful rain that cause the flyboy and all of the other flyboys to malfunction.

"MAX! C'mon we got to get out of here!" screamed Fang.

"But Ig-"

"We'll come back for him later!"

"But…"

"Max…" sobbed Iggy from down below, he had heard what Fang had said. I switched from Fang to Iggy. Family or freedom…?

[A/N] Thank you to the following people:

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I hope the list gets longer…

~Blue