This Maximum Ride
Chapter 12 – Fang POV
"We need to get out of here." Max said desperately. I couldn't agree with her more. It was after the thing with Iggy. The façade that both Max and I had put up of being strong and held together was burning down. We couldn't take much more of this.
"But we have no route of escape." Iggy pointed out. He was right too, of course.
"Well someone has to come in here to check on us sometime." I said.
"So you're saying that whoever comes in here we triple team and then find our way out of here?" Max asked, a new kind of fire in her eyes.
"That's exactly what I'm saying." I could imagine the same kind of fire that was in Max's eyes to be in mine too as I said that.
Third Person POV
"They're planning to escape." A whitecoat, Laurent, said to the leader of the operation, Jeb Batchelder.
"Well we won't let them do that." Jeb said smugly, "Besides this particular batch was made to test their survival in the real world. And who the hell was the one to decide to operate on Subject 8? They were supposed to stay in that cell until I gave the go-ahead to lead them back to the tour bus!" His voice increased in volume when he got to the now blinded kid.
Laurent didn't even flinch. He was used to Jeb raging like that. Jeb acted like that all the time and even threatened a few lives but was never strong enough to follow through on his threats. His big heart made him weak, and his weakness made him vulnerable to a mutiny, Laurent thought smiling evilly in his head. "I'm afraid it was James who did, sir." Laurent answered in a leveled off tone. No one cared if they ratted out James to Jeb. No one cared for James, period.
The whole room of whitecoats that attended this little hearing turned to the whitecoat who went by the name James.
"What the hell were you thinking?" Jeb was, by now, even more enraged. His hatred for people not following the orders he gave them seeping through. His anger was the only thing that stopped everyone else from dethroning him as head of the School. It was the only thing that kept him from death in a place like that. By now you could see the veins sticking out of his forehead. Anyone could say that this was the maddest they'd ever seen him before. "You screwed up the entire operation!"
"It's not like it can't be easily fixed." Anyone looking at James right as he said that would have thought he was psychotic. But of course he did act like he was.
"And what do you suggest?!" Jeb yelled.
"Well it's pretty simple. It only involves the blind kid and a gun. Then we'll see how your precious avian hybrids really are fit for survival." James still had a murderous glint in his eyes, much like he always had.
"They will not be killed!" Jeb was still screaming and now shot up so quickly from his chair that you would have thought the area surrounding him was on fire. Yep, definitely the maddest any of the whitecoats had ever seen him before.
James held his hands up in a surrendering gesture, "It was only a suggestion. We've done it in the past, after all."
Jeb ignored him before he could do something he'd regret. Well actually no one could regret killing James, even if it was an accident. James was the worst of the whitecoats at the School. He had no insight to follow the orders given and, quite frankly, he was a jackass. Ask anyone who knew him, and they would agree. Even Jeb might but his great big heart prevented him from taking any further actions besides yelling at James.
When Jeb had calmed down enough he spoke again, "Laurent, I'd like you to escort the flock to their tour bus and explain a little more to them about what they've been doing these past 2 weeks."
And with that they were dismissed. No one thought to look back as Laurent walked in the opposite direction as the rest of the room went. No one thought he should fear for his life, he was strong.
I'm planning on starting a short story for Instant Star. I wanted to know how many of you readers would read it..So review it and tell me if you would read it. And by reviewing you'll also get a quote from chapter 13.