A/N Kay people if you are squeamish and don't like sad and depressing things look away now! You've been warned. Enjoy it though.

Chapter 5

I couldn't take my eyes off of the corner ahead of me. The sounds were getting closer, the pounding feet, the angry shouts, the vicious snarls and growls. I knew it, I was so dead. I was separated from the only people who could protect me. The sound of feet sliding in a rush to get closer made my heartbeat quicken even more. If that were even possible.

I turned to look one last time at my brother and sister. Hoping that somehow they had managed to find away to save me. But to my horror I had turned around in time to see Chase talking to Sky as he pulled her gently away to a nearby door. She threw one last smile at me and shouted something I couldn't hear, before her face was lost to me along with Chase's sad smile. They both walked out of my life, left me here. I was alone

No one was going to save me. They had left me. Frantically I tried pushing against the glass, silent tears tracking down my face. Suddenly my revolution to fight back seemed pointless, everything seemed pointless. My family had left me for dead, or worse. I sunk down to the floor, pressing my back into the see-through panel that had condemned me.

I guess I should be happy that they were free, there really was nothing that they could do for me. If they had stayed they would have probably been caught if they had tried to save me. It was best that they got away and only one of us were caught. Right? But still I felt as though a part of me had been shattered and then frozen so I wouldn't feel the pain. I was, numb to the world.

So it was with empty eyes that I looked up at the sound of skittering claws. The beast came around the corner, and like a hound sniffed the air before looking straight at me. It was an experiment cross between a wolf and panther, the hunting and obedience of a type of dog, and the flexibility and wildness of a type of cat. Only two out of every six experiments survived and became successful hounds.

The beast charged at me and ignored the Wing Beaters behind it that yelled to stop.

"It's just the kid, stay, don't attack! Don't kill!" One of the five Wing Beaters yelled.

The thing ran at me and got closer, and closer. I should have been afraid, but I just didn't care. Perhaps this creature should have a taste of what it did to other experiments. The beast lunged, fangs snapping, saliva dripping, claws extended.

I closed my eyes and imagined what i had seen many times. This beasts end result, the ripped remains of helpless children like me. The half chewed innards and organs, the blood splattered everywhere and still pooling around what was once a whole body, but now only mushed up blood and gore. Then I focused on the beast, still with my eyes closed I knew it was a few scant centimetres from me, I could feel it. Then I let the image become reality as I thought of the beast.

I heard a yelp and a dreadful ripping noise, the sound of splashing and numerous things dropping to the floor. The Wing Beaters had stopped everything, some murmured curses, one I heard vomiting. I heard their footsteps back off.

I opened my eyes, and became terrified of myself. The image I had imagined had become reality. The blood and gore I had seen so many times, was once again before me, only this time the beasts fur was mixed among the remains. The walls were painted with blood. I began to shake as I looked down at myself, I was painted with blood. I had blood on my hands. I had done something so terrible. I had created a death that they put others like me through. I was like THEM!

I started trembling uncontrollably and wrapped my arms around myself for comfort. My eyes were wide as I stared at the Wing Beaters across the hall from me. I quickly created a wall in my mind, this new power of mine, needed to be locked away. If this was the type of stuff it made me do, then I didn't want it. I scrunched up my eyes as i pushed the strength in me deeper, until it was nearly nonexistent, then I ignored it, as if I had never had the power to kill like a beast.

"Damn, she is some kind of freak. Send in the other Hound, see what she does to that one." One of the Wing Beaters said.

This time when they sent the beast in for me, I couldn't find the strength in me to imagine a gruesome death. And for that I was glad, I didn't want to be a monster like them. This time when I could feel its fetid breath getting closer, it got even closer. This time it sank its teeth into my skin, and wreaked havoc with its claws. This time, I screamed in unimaginable pain. My arm was bloodied and torn, my legs were tattooed with deep gashes and claw marks. Then it started the chew on my baby wings, that was when the Wing Beaters pulled it off me and they started top drag me back to the heart of the Arena.

Alone. I was alone, but at least I wouldn't become like them. I would die by one of their Hounds before I ever did that again. I closed my eyes and cried through the pain, whimpers escaping my throat now and then.

I was now painted in a Hounds blood and my own, and this time I had no one to comfort me or tell me stories.

I thought, as they threw me back into my bloody cell minus the bodies, that at least Sky and Chase could live, after all they were stronger and braver than me. They deserved a life away from here. After what I had done I deserved nothing less.

They dumped me in the cell and locked the door. I didn't bother to move, to even try and look at my mauled body. I just let myself cry, from the pain, the loss, the monster I had become.

I was so afraid, but I could do nothing but wait to see what my punishment would be. They would have seen what I had done on the security cameras, I was more than certain that they would try new experiments and tests in attempts to improve me.

A/N Awww poor Maxie. So what do ya think? Review please people. I know its not great and I couldn't done better. But please review so I know ya'll reading it. =D x