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"Max I want your wings." Gracie Gasps.

"No I won't let you do it." Gracie yells. She keeps screaming and is taken out of the room by some thugs. Maybe she really is my friend.

"My… wings?" I barely make out. Without my wings I won't be able to fly. Or it's just unthinkable. A bird without its wings.

"Yes, remember this is for Angel." I do remember my baby.

"I'll do it." I gasp. For Angel.

Gracie's POV

"I still don't understand!" I yell. Max doesn't deserve this. She's so smart. She has so much potential! Unlike me. A lab assistant to a evil scientist.

Gaster and Pete the dipstick thugs who took me, push me into a dark cage. I had seen so many of Phil's "experiments" in these inhumane cages. I am usually the thing holding his back form ding the unthinkable to them. I look around the room. It's an old storage closet. It really makes you feel the love. I'll probably be here for a while so I better make this greasy hell hole homey. I flip my head around when I hear a noise. It's just a mouse.

I will do something for Max. I have to help her. It may be the least I can do ecpallially after I what I let happen to Makenna.

Now I am to overwhelmed. Tears start pouring down my face. I don't cry for me. I cry for Max.

Max's POV

I know I have to do this. I won't back out. I am the great Maximum Ride. I have to do it for Angel. My baby. Shes worth it. I am not really trying not to think about the whole 'no more wings thing." The philmister had injected me with some syringe said I would out for a while.

I feel myself self slowly sifting away. My mind wanders when I think about Fang. How he left me. Did he ever love me? And Dylan. What about him? How do I feel about him? My feelings are so screwed up. I think of my flock. My family; Nudge, Iggy, and Gazzy. Angel. Gracie. Is she really my friend?

Then I black out.

Phil's POV

Max has finally blacked out. I pull out my tools. The fresh scent of cleaning oils. I finally have one of the most powerful genetic experiments. I will have her wings. I will be famous, rich and powerful.

Dylan's POV

Max has been gone so long. Maybe I should after her. No I can't leave the flock. She can't take care of herself, as she is always telling me.

I look down at my vibrating pocket, and answer my phone. "Hello?"

Gracie POV

I'll get out. I will help Max. First of all I will need to get out of this cage. I pull on the cage door. They may be horrible but not stupid. It's locked. I quickly think. I'm smart too. I pull a bobby pin out of my hair and start to pick the lock. After about a minute, lock opens. I push the door open and slide out he cage door way.

Soo… what you think? sorry it short. I am watching the Presidential election on TV. Who will win? Well give me your feedback!

-Jojo

Oh and I really need some new stories to read! Tell me!