(You'll Find Out) POV
I opened up the door to the room to find Iggy on the table, strapped down and having a blood sample being done
"Iggy, I'm here! C'mon, let's move it!" I yelled, throwing myself at the two Whitecoats. They both went down super easily, because of my increased strength.
"Max?!" Iggy asked, seeming both happy and surprised.
"Uh, I'll explain later." Alarms started going off as I unstrapped Iggy. "We just need to get the heck outta' here, before the Erasers get here!"
Iggy got up, and I took a peice of a cotton swab and gave it to him to hold up against his cut. I was able to catch my reflection in the glare of light on the metal table. I did look exactly like Max... same hair, same eyes, same shape of nose, etc. Hopefully I could pass off as her in the flock.
I pulled Iggy out of the room and took off down the hallway. This was the first time I had escaped from the School. I mean, I was with Ari a lot, spying on Max and the others, but apparently they didn't need me anymore since Max was dead. Now I was just another experiment.
Yeah, I'm Max 2... or at least that's what Ari calls me, and Jeb. Everyone else called me experiment 142. My plan was to get out of here and stay with the flock, and hopefully pass off as Max. Because if I stayed with them then I would be protected from the School. See? I get away from here, and I stay safe. It's a perfect plan.
"Wait, Max, are you with the others?" Iggy asked from behind me, trying to keep up with me.
"Uh, no." I pushed open some metal doors and kept running. Just around the corner now...
I skidded around the corner, and to our luck no one was there. I could see the doors ahead to outside, where we would take off and hunt down for the others. So far, so good.
Cold hair blew my hair around as I ran out the doors. I unfurled my wings, again exactly like Max's, and took off into the air. Iggy followed.
"Okay, Max, why did you leave in the first place?" Iggy asked, after a couple minutes of flying. Ah, crap, I hadn't thought about my reply to that...
"It... wasn't me. It was... the, uh, School. They kidnapped me. And left that note." I lied, my heart beating really fast. Was he believing this?
"Oh." Was all he said back, and I couldn't tell if that was good or bad for me.
Okay, but whether it was good or bad, the next step would be to find the flock.