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I opened my eyes to searing white lights.

My shoulder throbbed with agonising pain as I dragged myself into a sitting position. My head hit the top bars of my cage and I winced.

I looked through the bars of my cage into the cage next to me and saw a horribly disfigured….. is that a kid? I shuddered and quickly looked away, trying to get the image out of my mind.

I drew my knees up to my chin and rested my head on them, withdrawing deep into myself.

I closed my eyes, sinking deep into the pits of despair.

Footsteps echoed down the hallway, stopping outside my cage. I looked up to see a man crouching beside my cage. He had wire- framed glasses and freckles. He unhooked the latch on my cage as more footsteps echoed down the hallway towards me along with the sound of what sounded like a gurney being wheeled in my direction too.

"Come on, get out." He said. His voice was completely flat and emotionless, devoid of all emotion.

"No." My voice sounded a hell of a lot stronger then I felt.

"Come on." His voice held a tiny trace of annoyance this time.

I spat on his outstretched hand.

He snarled and grabbed my arm, yanking me out of my cage.

White hot pain lanced through my shoulder as the wound was pulled.

I yelled out in pain and black spots clouded my vision.

I was slammed onto a metal table on my back, and I felt myself being strapped down.

I felt myself being wheeled down hallways and my vision cleared, so I could only see the white ceiling rushing past me. The hospital disinfectant smell started to really get to me and I started thrashing around.

I was going to get out of here. I was.

The table/ stretcher I was on stopped. I continued to thrash around, and managed to break one of the straps over my leg.

"It's broken one of the straps!" I heard a shout and suddenly I was being pinned down by multiple people. I kicked out with my one free leg, and felt my foot come in contact with something and heard an oof.

"Give me that syringe!" I heard a yell and suddenly felt a syringe being plunged into my arm.

My arms and legs started to get really heavy, and I found it harder and harder to move.

All my limbs started to go numb and all of a sudden were impossible to lift. It took every ounce of my strength to lift my head just an inch off the table.

I was still completely aware though, so they hadn't put me to sleep.

"This is subject 6, the oldest of the avian-human experiment."

"This is actually the real subject 6?"

"Yes."

"How intelligent is it?"

It. They're calling me it.

"I've got a name you know." I spit out. I can't move my limbs, but I can still talk.

"It gave itself a name?" He said. Ignoring me.

"Yes, I gave myself a name. And I am not an 'it'"

They're still ignoring me.

"Do we have any records on what they named themselves?"

"No, I don't believe we do." Another voice answers.

"What have you named yourself?" A voice addresses me sharply. I open my eyes to see the same whitecoat who yanked me out of my cage glaring at me.

"Why the hell should I tell you?" I say, just to annoy them.

"So that I don't make your experience here so much worse."

"It can't get worse."

"That's it!" I heard a voice shout.

Then everything went black.

Fang's POV.

I can't believe I let Max get taken. I need to get her out as soon as I possibly can, but I can't put the rest of the flock in danger like that. So I'll do what she told me to.

I need to get the flock to that 'Dr Martinez' that Max told me about, the one who apparently helped her when she was shot.

Max said we can trust her.

I have no clue how I'm going to tell the flock Max got taken. It's my fault as well.

I fly in through my bedroom window, which I left open when I went to go help Max.

I quietly go into the bedroom of each member of the flock, waking them and telling them to come into my room.

I sit on my bed as they all filter in. Since I'm in charge now, until I get Max back, I have to try and talk more, for the flocks sake. I have to be more like Max.

"What is it?" Gazzy asks sleepily, rubbing his eyes.

"Where's Max?" Angel said, coming into the room. I quickly try to put up blocks in my mind, but I wasn't quick enough.

Her eyes water and she looks like she's trying not to cry.

"Is it true Fang?" She whimpers. I nod and she runs up to me, hugging me as hard as she can. Angels tall for her age, but her head just about reaches my stomach. I hug her back gently.

"Is what true? What the hell is going on, Fang?" Iggy says irritably.

I sigh. "Max has been taken back to the school."

Maybe I shouldn't have been that blunt.

"What?" Iggy gasps.

Tears instantly fill Nudge's eyes and she starts crying.

"Max went out earlier. For a fly. She fell asleep in some park, and by midnight I was worried, so I called her on her mobile, waking her up. She was going to come back, then Ari was there and…"

I looked up at the flock.

"He's taken her to the school. But she had enough time to say things she wanted me to tell you guys.

She also said we have to go to the woman who helped her when she was shot. We're going to stay there for a while, then figure out what to do."

I knew exactly what I was going to do.

"Come on guys, lets go." I said, moving towards the window.

This is probably the most I've ever talked.

Except to Max.

"But, we like don't have any stuff or food or anything. How long is the journey to the woman's house? When are we going to get Max? Is she okay-" Iggy's hand slapped over Nudge's mouth.

I silently walked out of my room, the rest of the flock following.

I trudged into Max's room. The sight of her clothes on the floor made me miss her even more then I already did. The room smelled of her also. Not bad, just Max's natural smell.

I went over to her bed and dropped to her knees, peering under.

There it is. I reached under her bed, pulling out two rucksacks.

They were filled with food and other things we needed.

I always wore the rucksack, and Max always wore the Knapsack, which was black with one stripe of multicolour going through the middle.

I pulled on Max's knapsack, and tossed my rucksack to Iggy, who caught it and put it on without a word.

"Lets go, it's not too far." I said, opening the window and helping Angel out.

I was thinking about ending it here, but then I decided to be a good person and give you guys a very long chapter because of the reviews I got for the last one!

Also I'm very, very bored.

(Still Fang's POV)

I jumped out of the window and extended my midnight black wings, wings so similar to Max's. Quick A/N: Max's wings are a different colour in this story. Problem?

I realised that there was no need to upset the flock with Max's messages, because I was going to get her back.

We landed at what I thought was the right house at about eight (in the morning). I pulled in my wings and looked over my shoulder to see the rest of the flock landing and pulling in their wings.

I rang the doorbell and shifted nervously. I hoped this was the right house.

A woman opens the door. "Hello?" She says softly, looking at me.

"I, uh…." Oh god what do I say? What if it's the wrong woman? I can't give too much away if it's not the right person!

"Did you recently help out a girl who was shot, a girl named Max?"

"Uh…. Yes, I did."

"Well, we're, uh, like her." I stutter. This could be a grave mistake.

Her face suddenly took on an expression of understanding.

"Oh, of course, come in come in!" She tried to usher us in, but I hesitated, along with the rest of the flock.

Is she trustworthy? I quickly though in Angel's direction. I had to be sure.

Yeah, she's good. Angel sent back.

I stepped into her house, with the flock behind me. She led us down a hallway and into what looked like a kitchen.

"So what's wrong? Is Max okay?" Worry filled her eyes at the mention of Max.

She really cares.

"How much did Max tell you about her past?" I asked.

"Nothing."

I quickly explained everything she needed to know.

"Oh gosh….. that's absolutely terrible! You can stay here as long as you want! Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Can we just sleep here for a bit, I think we all need to crash." I asked. I needed sleep. I needed to be ready to go get Max.

I woke up in the middle of the night. I looked over to the clock beside the bed and it said it was one thirty in the morning. I wonder how Max is doing.

Dr Martinez's house only had 3 bedrooms, so the girls were sharing a room with Ella, her daughter, and Iggy and Gazzy were in the guest room. I was sleeping on the sofa downstairs.

I wrote a quick note to the flock explaining I had gone to get Max and under no circumstances should they get me. I made up some lie about knowing a way in, but you can only get one person in at a time. I said I'd be back with Max in a couple days at most. If I wasn't, Iggy would know what to do.

I pulled on Max's rucksack and silently went to the front door. I unlocked it.

I was going to get Max if it killed me. If I couldn't get her, I would trade my life for hers.

I was about to open the door when I heard s soft voice behind me.

"What the hell do you think your doing, Fang."

So yeah. That was my next chapter. I'll probably actually upload another short chapter tonight, I'm really in the mood for writing tonight.

Please, please review! I really really appreciate reviews, and all criticism is welcome, so if any of you have any tips or anything so I can improve my writing I would be happy to hear them.

Fly on- Raven.