Max's POV:

We were all in a car when it happened.

We were all safe before it happened.

We were all laughing, and carefree when it happened.

We were…normal.

But they ruined it. They ruined it by-wait I'm getting ahead of myself. Let's start with the beginning shall we?

"Mom, do I really have to?" I asked mom in a complaining tone. Nudge held in her laughs along with Ella. They knew me as the never-in-a-million-years-would-I-whine type of girl and I don't blame them. I'm not that type of person and I never thought I would actually whine to someone before.

But this was important.

"It's final Max. Fang is going to take you to get the groceries and that's it." Mom said firmly. I know right. Something stupid like that and I'm whining about it. But it's with FANG. The guy I bet doesn't even know I'm alive anymore.

And I do NOT want to spend at least thirty minutes of my life with him.

"But I bet he doesn't even know I'm alive." I whined again. I held up a finger at her as she opened her mouth to say something against it. "Hold up. Watch this." Since I was on a window seat and Fang was sitting in front of me in the front passenger seat the only thing I could do was kick his chair. So…I did. He did nothing of course but my mom did.

"Maximum Ride." Her voice was filled with steel and I knew instantly where I got it from. I leaned back in my seat and sighed frustrated.

"Fine." I mumbled. I heard Ella and Nudge snicker at me. I gave them the death glare and they shut up. I guess you're all wondering how they all fit in a five-seated car. Well it's simple, and a little awkward.

Since Matt and I aren't really talking to each other right now he sits on the other side of the car at the window with Ella on his lap. They weren't awkward it was just a friendly way. Ari had Nudge on his lap next to them and Kyle and Iggy were squeezed next to each other in the other seat. It was funny to say the least at the sight of them. Everyone laughed at them while they just looked away from each other, uncomfortable. I just chuckled, not really in the mood to laugh.

"Now…Let's discuss something else. Like what we're going to do today. I was thinking we could go to the mall. That would be really cool, don't you think? What do you think Kyle? How does that sound? I think it sounds great. I mean who doesn't love the mall? I do and that's all I need to be going to the mall. Has anyone ever been there? I have and one time they had bungee cords that they hooked up to you and you bounce all around. Wouldn't it be cool to bounce so high that you could touch the clouds? That would be so awesome and how they're so wet. I hate being wet though. It makes my hair so frizzy and makes me look like a poodle. Hey! I love poodle's thei-" Kyle slapped a hand over her mouth and she blushed and looked down sheepishly while Kyle just smiled at her. That, however, only made her blush harder and look away from him.

"Nudge." I said slowly trying to make her look at me. She did from the corner of her eye and I knew that, that was the best I would get. "You really need to shorten your sentences. You went from the mall to poodles. How in-" Her eyes went huge and she looked at me, or behind me and screamed, really loud. I looked around frightened, trying to see what made her scream.

I saw a flyboy coming towards my car door really fast. I tried to get out but to no avail. There was nowhere to go. The flyboy came and grabbed the door and tore it off with one hand and with the other one grabbed me by the waist and threw me out of the car- while it was still going at 50 miles per hour- and onto the ground.

"MAX!" I heard two people yell. I knew one was Matt, but the other one really shocked me…it was Fang.

My hands braced my fall a bit but it made scrapes and I think I broke my wrist on my left hand. My body rolled and my head hit the gravel hard and I cried out a bit. My knees were cut and bloody and my body rolled with the momentum from the car. My face was scratched up; the two big ones were along my cheek and one from my forehead straight down to my cheek. It clipped my eyelid making it sting. To sum it up I was covered with blood by the time I stopped rolling.

I heard the car stop and a door open. I was still lying on my side and was unmoving. My head hurt so much it was unbearable. I just wanted to close my eyes…and fall asleep.

When have I've become this weak?

I could faintly hear grunts and shouts and opened my eyes a tiny bit and saw that the flyboys were tying everyone up. Except for Matt. His body was covered in blood and it looked like it took him a great deal of pain when ever he moves. At first I thought why could he be bloodied but then I remembered. We had that psychic connection or something so that he feels my pain, so the reason he's in pain is my fault.

But I couldn't feel guilty about it. I couldn't feel sorry.

All I could feel was pain. Emotionally and physically. I saw Matt looking at me with worry, guilty, concerned, and pain in his eyes. I looked him in the eyes sadly. He was trying to open them more then just a slit but it wasn't working. A sudden wave of exhaustion came to me, but I still tried to look him the eyes one last time.

"I'm sorry." I mouthed at him. He showed me understanding in his eyes and I knew that I was forgiven. I let the exhaustion begin to overtake me as Matt did the same. We needed rest to heal our wounds.

"Max! Don't give up!" I heard someone yell frantically. I could hear them struggling against the ropes to get to me but they were muffled. "You can get through this! I know you can!"

"Get her. She can't die yet." I heard a flyboy say. I heard footsteps coming my way and I forced my heart to stop beating. If they believed I was dead then maybe they won't hurt me anymore. It slowed more and my breaths became slower and it looked like I was struggling hard to breathe. I heard tiny sobs off in the distance.

I felt cold metal wrap around my neck and lifted me up so my feet weren't touching the ground. I heard a menacing growl and inwardly flinched at the sound. It was so hard and cold. It was basically just plain deadly.

"I can't feel a heartbeat." The flyboy holding me said without emotion before throwing my supposedly lifeless body to my family.

Another flyboy: "What do you mean she has no heartbeat? She's not supposed to die yet. The director wanted that to happen a certain way, because of their power."

I was confused by what the flyboy was saying, but was in too much pain to think. A person tried to move towards me but to no avail. It was hard to move apparently with your hands tied behind your back and you lying on the ground. Especially with flyboys watching your every move.

"You're going to survive Max." I heard someone whisper to me. I then let the exhaustion over take me completely and the darkness surrounded me fully. And all I could think was one thing.

No pain.

Fang POV:

I saw Max go limp on the ground. I was worried that she wouldn't wake up. I glared at any of the flyboys that wondered by, but it was useless with their whole no-emotion-besides-anger thing going on.

"Hurry up. We need to get them to the head quarters before people show up." A flyboy said. I heard several grunts from them and saw them pick up everyone and throw them in the black van.

Since when was there a van? Oh well, I must have not paid them any attention.

A flyboy grabbed me from behind and I growled deep in my throat as threateningly as I could. It didn't affect him one bit though.

The flyboy grabbed Max and threw her head first into the van. She landed with a thud next to Matt who was looking the same as her (Their psychic connection thing). The flyboy then threw me in besides Max.

I tried to get close to her but decided against it. She wouldn't like it anyway. I inwardly sighed. Why did I ever go out with Brigid? Or kiss her that day Max punched her? Oh, that's right. I gave up. I gave up the fight of not having Max. Since I knew that if I kissed Max that day it would ruin our relationship. So I went to the first person there. Brigid. Whenever we would kiss I would pretend it was Max. Now that I think of it I was an idiot. Why the hell would I ruin my friendship with Max even though I couldn't be her boyfriend? Being her friend is better then not even talking to her.

I inwardly hit myself over the head with a metal bat a thousand times. I'm a complete and total retard. I so need mental help because this head never makes any sense.

"God, this sucks." Kyle said struggling against his ropes. Ari snorted at him.

"Gee, what makes you think that? Is it because we're tied up? Or is it because of the fact that we're going back to the same place that thinks that a kid dying because of them is no big deal? Or how about that both Matt and Max aren't breathing." Ari said sarcastically rolling his eyes bitterly. Ella scooted closer to Ari and laid her head on his shoulder while shooting glances at Max. He looked at her and his face softened a bit, but you could still see the stress and worry on his face.

"I think it's all of them." Kyle said sourly. Nudge looked completely terrified and looked between Kyle, Max, and Matt every other second.

"D-d-dy-dying?" She stuttered completely horrified. Kyle drew in a breath as he made a short nod. She gasped and began shaking her head defiantly. "NO. Max and Matt can't die. I don't want to die. I never even got to go to the mall one last time." She said worriedly. I rolled my eyes at the comment of going to the mall. Leave it to Nudge to be worried about never going to the mall again.

"Shh…" Kyle said trying to soothe her. "It's going to be okay. They just want us." He said motioning to Max, Ari, him, and Matt. "They don't want any trouble just an easy kill without any strings. They probably just took you along because you were in the way. They'll probably just sedate you and bring you back home. Don't worry." Nudge nodded but was still taking deep breaths.

"NO." Ella said pulling her head off of Ari's shoulders. "They're not going to take you without me." She said mostly to Ari. She then looked at Max. "And I'm not letting those bastards kill Max. She's my best friend and NOTHING'S going to happen to her." She said it so seriously and determined I almost believed her.

I might of if the chances on their side weren't so high.

"What's going to happen to Angel and Gazzy?" Dr. M asked in a quiet whisper. We all froze. What WAS going to happen to them? Would they just stay at home like normal? Or would the school get them too? How would they react when they see that we're not coming back? This is so messed up.

"How are Max and Matt?" Nudge asks trying to change the subject but with a still shaky voice. That seems to get everyone's attention on Max and Matt. I looked down at Max and Matt sadly. I took their pulses and looked away from everyone else knowing…that…they're not going to wake up anytime soon…

"Their…" I started in a hollow tone. "They're…sleeping." It was the only thing I could say without saying those words. Ella gasped knowing the meaning of my words and looked at Max's bloody form.

"NO." She said in a panic. "NO!" I could see and hear the pain on her face and in her words. She wouldn't accept it. Dr. M and Nudge had tears coming down their faces and was shaking in uncontrollable sobs. "That can't happen! She's stronger then that! NO." She struggled in her ropes harder then ever and scooted away from Ari and everyone else with her back to them. She was now in the middle of the back of the van starring at the doors. I could see her shoulders shake and her ragged breathing.

Everyone else was quiet, thinking and staring at Max. The only thing you could hear was Dr. M's cries, Ella's ragged breathing, and the gravel snapping underneath the van's tires, and the van's engine. You could faintly hear the honking and noises of other cars in the traffic outside but they would get more faint the longer we were in there and that meant that we were going somewhere where there's no one else around to hear us.

Where there's no one around to hear our screams.

(A/N: Sorry, a bit melodramatic there but I've always wanted to say that!)

Ella's POV:

This can't be happening. This can't be happening. This can't be happening.

Those words kept on replaying in my head, torturing me. The words mocked me, because I knew that it WAS happening. The School captured us, leaving behind Angel and Gazzy. They threw Max out of a car going at 50 miles per hour.

They killed Max. My best friend.

They killed Matt. My best friend's best friend.

My shoulders shook and I drew in a shaky breath. I let it out unevenly. She was gone. She's not going to wake up from her 'sleep'. She's going to forever sleep in peace. I was mad. How can she leave me here to suffer on my own? How can she just leave us without as much of a fight? She just gave up. That was selfish. She was being selfish and now she's gone and left us here to fight for our selves.

I sobbed harder. How can I say those words about her when she's gone? That's not Max at all. She did fight. She didn't just give up. It's not her fault. It's not her fault that she got in the hands of the school. It's just not her fault that this whole thing happened.

It's not her fault.

Time seemed to go by so quickly. I was lost in my thoughts thinking about everything and anything that's something. Time seemed to be lost, like it never even existed. I could hear the tires running along the gravel or sand making it crumble against the tires. I could hear the rough voices of the flyboys. I could hear Dr. M and Nudge sobbing.

I could hear the van's engine cut off and the gravel stop crumbling. Doors opening and slamming shut again…

Then…

I could see the van's back doors open.

(A/N: Sorry it took forever and sorry for the fact that this chapter wasn't the best and all. Blame it on school. You never really have time for anything. [The next chapter should be up sooner then this so I hope that makes you happy.] Anyway, please Read & Review.)