Chapter 2
Jeb motions for the two security guards to release me and they do, only to put cuffs on me. I hate that.
"What? You scared that I might hurt you, Jeb?" I laugh at my own comment, raising my self-esteem.
"No, it's so I don't have a reason to hurt you." Ouch. Now I wanted to hurt him, but of course, he had me in cuffs.
Who does guy think he is? I know I could kill him. Then I feel a feather on my shoulder. I motion brush it off, just to feel more feathers. I turn to see a wing!
"What the hell, what is this?!" Of course, I start freaking out.
'So, have you finally notice you have wings now?' Jeb turns his head towards mine, smiling.
"Shut the hell up, Jeb!" I glare at him, hating his guts.
'I didn't say anything, you're reading my mind.' To my surprise, he wasn't moving his mouth, for once.
"What, now I can read minds?" I'm a skeptical person.
'Yep.' Jeb turns his head away. My jaw would drop, if I wanted it to. Jeb leads me down a hall and I hear a whole bunch of voices, just gibberish, I can't make any of it out.
"What is this place?" I hold my head, expecting it to explode.
"This is where we hold all of our experiment subjects." Jeb turns and smiles at me.
"You'll be joining them soon." Oh, please take these cuffs off, please. I'll just hit him once, I promise. Finally, we reach a certain door.
"What happened to Nightsbane?"
"I don't know, Angel."
"I hope he's ok."
"So do I." the voices sound familiar.
"Let me guess, they're in here." I point to the door.
"Oh, you're so smart." Jeb gives me a thumbs-up.
"I swear, if I didn't have cuffs on," I clenched my hands into fists, hearing my knuckles crack.
"What? You're gonna try to hurt me?" Jeb opened his arms, inviting a punch. So, I punch the door.
"Max! I'm gonna get you out of there! I'll get you all out! Just wait for me!" the security guard hit me and I fell to the ground.
"Put him in there, with his new friends." Jeb walked away.
The security guard picks up my limp body and throws me in the room. I land with a loud thud. Remind me never to get hit again. I feel Maximum Ride and the others stand over me.
"Do you think he's dead?"