Hi! I'm back. For some strange reason I have been memorized to update this chapter soon, and I wonder why… So we're still with Iggy, thanks for the reviews and onward! =) Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride don't sue me please.

Chapter 8: Rose

"Hello?" The voice repeated once again. I cocked my head trying to listen to the sound of the voice to figure out where it was coming from. It sounded like a young voice, even younger than Angel, and also a male's voice. A boy.

I turned around trying to look in the general direction of the voice. I gripped the bars of my cage.

I bit down hard on my tongue so I wouldn't cry out in pain as I moved. Even the slightest movement shocked every cell in my body.

"Hello?" I whispered. Hopefully the voice will answer me.

"Hi. Mister?" The young voice spoke again quieter. Now I could tell his voice was to the left of me. I turned there hopefully looking in his direction.

"Hey. Where are you?" I asked carefully. A small tap on my hand sent me jerking back.

What the heck was that?

"Sorry! Sorry!" The little boy apologized as I took a shuddered breath, calming down as he spoke. I wrapped my hand around my cage bars again listening closely and tensed up. I felt the tap on my hand again. This time though I didn't jerk away. I realized it was a tiny hand, for a little kid.

His hand…

"Is this you?" I asked feeling the hand. His hand felt so small and young with pale skin color.

"Yeah, it's me." He said sounding slightly excited. "We don't get much new people here." It made me sick that the whitecoats were hurting this poor, little kid.

"hey you got wings too!" The boy said as his hand wrapped around my cage bars.

Wait, I had wings too? So does this mean he also has wings?

"You have wings too?" I asked slowly extending my wings as far as they would go without the searing pain. Stupid Erasers had to mess them up bad.

"Yeah! Yeah! See? Look!" The boy cried enthusiastically. Too bad he didn't know I was blind and I would never see his wings with my own eyes.

Feathers brushed gently across my face, and I put my hand on them skimming the feathers with sensitive fingers feeling the colors. Hm, let's see, so to speak. They're black with daps of dark red in some areas, so defiantly now mine.

"Cool wings dude." I sat back in my cage rubbing my soar gashes.

"Yours are cool too!" The boy said. I grinned. So far I liked this kid.

"Oh yeah. I'm Iggy by the way." I brushed some dust off my shoulder.

"I'm Spark, and I'm three." The boy said proudly. My heart froze right there feeling a million times heavier. He really was young. Not even Angel's age, three years younger actually! For gods sake this was sick!

"But one day sissy and I are gonna escape!" Spark whispered serious now. "Just like these other kids." He said softer sounding like he was imagining it right now.

Good luck kid. Hold on. Was he talking about us? About when Jeb and the six of us had escaped. The flock?

Wait sister? There's more here?

"So you have a sister? Does she have wings? Where is she? What's she like?" I asked quietly. God I sounded just like Nudge.

The flock. Boy, do I miss them so much right now. It seems like the world is a whole lot bigger when you're alone in the world. It never occurs how much you need the people you love until they're gone.

Tap-Tap-Tap. I turned my head. These sounded like heavier footsteps, probably Erasers, but they sounded distant. Maybe a few halls away.

"Yeah she's my real, big sister! Rose is fourteen I think now. But she takes care of me here." The boy went on. I thought about how his parents must be like Angel's and Gazzy's, selling both their kids to help this sick rotten school. Rose…

"Do you have any sisters Iggy?" The boy asked. I heard him rustle in his own cage.

"Yeah, but they're not here." I sighed when I heard the doors slam open. In walked what sounded like Erasers and people.

"Hello Iggy." Came the dreadful voice of Jeb. "I see you've met experiment 99." He sounded so happy and joyful like he did when he had been taken care of us.

"My name is Spark!" Spark yelled. He didn't sound threatening, but he didn't sound cute either.

"Shut up brat!" A deeper voice growled, then I heard the sound a smash and bars rattle, then Spark whimper. Enough.

"Leave him the hell alone!" I barked edging inside my cage.

"Why blind bird?" The voice growled back to me.

"What, afraid he can kick your butt?" I began. "I mean I'm sure he could. And you just want to pick on him because he's in a freaking cage right now! Isn't that right Spark?"

Spark sniffled a laugh next to me. But the Eraser and Jeb did not appreciate my sense of humor.

I felt my cage twist and a blow to my head then everything fell into unconsciousness around me.

Just keep running! Don't stop! They hurt you when you stop, don't stop at all! I thought to myself wheezing. My legs pleaded to stop but I pushed myself further on twisting around a corner. Don't go left! There's a dead end there. I thought hearing my skids echo off the walls.

What was I doing? I was running until my lunges exploded. That's what! I wasn't even running through a maze. No I was in a large area with walls, dead ends and traps trying to avoid it all being blind.

I wheezed again slowing down a bit to catch my breath when- ZAP!

An electric wicked zap raced through my body sending pain signals through my entire body.

"Ow!" I hissed picking up my pace again.

"Let's begin the first test Subject Three." Jebs voice called through a microphone.

"What test? I thought running like hell in here and being zapped was already the first test!" I yelled as my breath came out short and staggered.

What was next?

Yay done with chapter 8, so Rose will actually be in the next chapter with Iggy. And as for his tests, well Iggy goes through big changes in him. But you'll have to wait to find out. Keep sending those reviews! They make me happy to write this story! Review please and thanks