Previously on Wiped: Fang whirled around to face the coach. His energetic and happy facade was gone. His eyes swirled with mixed emotions.

He stared at Fang for a moment before smiling creepily. "I'm glad you could find us Fang. I wouldn't want you to miss out on the party."

Fang

Fang stared at the man, disbelief clouding his mind. Max's coach is one of them? he pondered. How did she never notice? What am I going to do?

"You're one of them." Fang stated. "You've been here this entire time so you could keep track of Max."

The man clapped his hands together. "I'm glad you caught on so fast! Your girlfriend had a harder time comprehending everything. That poor girl. She didn't know what would hit her."

Fang produced a deep growl from his lower throat and narrowed his eyes so that a dark glare was apparent. "Where is she?"

"Oh, she's here. In fact, do you want to see here?"

"You know that I want to see here, but what kind of a trap is this? You've locked us in a room and now you're actually letting me see Max. I'm not stupid, you know."

The coach chuckled sadistically. "Of course I know that Fang. Don't think that just because I'm here with Max doesn't mean that I don't know anything about you. In reality, I know more about you than you probably know about yourself."

"That's sick!" Fang sneered.

"It's called science."

"This is not science," replied Fang. "Science is doing something for the greater good for the world. Science actually helps people."

The man thrust his hands around wildly, gesturing to Fang and the rest of the room. "And you don't think that you could be helping people? You're one of the first successful experiments to ever be. That could lead to a line of many more. We could cure diseases!"

"You know what you could also be doing? Taking a child away from their family. Giving them a life they never wanted. Making them a freak. We're experiments, not cures. You need to get that through your head."

"You're just as obstinate as you were the first time I met you," the coach proclaimed.

Fang's eyes widened. "The first time you met me?!"

"I was there, Fang. I was one of the scientists on duty during the meeting for experiment 12387. Dr. Lefebvre is my boss. I can't believe you didn't recognize me."

"You little bastard," Fang muttered, taking a step forward to Coach Henderson. "You ruined my family's life. You put us through hell and back. How can you live life knowing what you did to us? To all the children you experimented on?" Fang stood right in front of the coach and spit on his face. "You are a horrible human being."

Coach Henderson grimaced and wiped the spit off his face. "You know what, Fang? I think I can live with that."

A moment of silence followed.

The coach took a deep breath and continued. "Now, do you want to see her or not?"

"Yes. But not with you." Fang quickly swung his right fist up and smashed it against the older's man face. A groan escaped his lips and while he bent down, Fang kicked him in the stomach. Coach Henderson fell to the ground and Fang continued to kick him.

"You. Are. A. Horrible. Human. Being. Don't. Ever. Hurt. My. Family. Again," Fang yelled between kicks.

"I think that's enough Fang," a small voice called from behind.

Fang whirled around and was face to face with Max. Blood trailed down her head, making her face seem ghastly pale. Her eyes were drooping and she looked like she was about to collapse.

"Max!" Fang exclaimed.

"I think he's out," she continued. "I would've done it myself but he got to me first." She took a lingering look at the man unconscious on the ground.

"How could I be so stupid?!" she cried. "Why couldn't I figure that out right away when I got my memory back. I worked with him almost every day. He set new goals for me and pushed me to do my best. Now I realize he was probably pushing me to see how much I could take. He helped me when I needed help. He gave me advice when I couldn't figure something out. He was my coach and I trusted him. He's betrayed that trust now."

Fang gently laid a hand on her shoulder. "Max, it's not your fault. I didn't realize it either when I first saw him."

"But you weren't with him every single day for a year and a half!" exploded Max.

"You can't think of it like that," Fang reassured her. "You didn't have your memory. You didn't know who he was. You knew him as your coach and that was all."

"Something should've clicked," she whispered to herself. "Like everything else did." She stared back down at Coach Henderson, lying motionless on the ground. "He deserves to die."

Her chocolate brown eyes met his onyx ones. "Now can we go?"

Sorry about the really late update and short chapter! I'm literally just about to leave for vacation and didn't want to leave you guys without an update. I'll try to write something while I'm away. Thanks for the amazing reviews! You guys rock! Read and review!