Fang was tied up to a fence with large chain he couldn't get out of. Every time he struggled, the fence electrocuted him violently. "Max? Max? Come," he breathed. A man with a bloody nose walked over to him.
"You might want to get out of here," he said grimly. "The worst is yet to come."
Fang knew Max would come save him. The man was shoved by a tall, muscly woman with red hair. It was Brigid! She had the same face- but she had been genetically enhanced. "Brigid Dwyer?" Fang breathed slowly.
"What?" she growled. She saw Fang. "Fang? Get out of here!" she whispered.
Fang looked at her in disbelief. "Right," she said. She took out a pair of extremely sharp-looking scissors and snapped through the chains.
Pain shot through Fang's body-- the chains were rigged so that if somebody tried to cut them, they would electrocute him. He screamed. Brigid tried to pull him to his feet, but he couldn't think and collapsed again onto the fence, which hurt more than any pain Fang had ever experienced. His wings felt warm with blood, and he tried not to think about how much damage it would cause. For all he knew, it would leave scars.
Brigid pulled him up, but he was out cold. She dragged him to the closest closet and lay him down. A bucket of dirty mop water would do for Brigid- this was and emergency. She splashed it over Fangs face. Nothing. Fang's breathing slowed, then sped up, then, he hit the floor like he was having a bad nightmare. His eyes flickered open. "Come on- I have to get you to a hospital. No-- that wouldn't work. Uh," Brigid though for a few seconds. "I'll just go sneak some medical stuff."
She left the room for a few minutes, then came back. She had hurried, so she only got some water, bandages, and anti-burn cream she's found behind the other drugs. She rubbed the lotion on Fang's wings and back and wrapped them up with the bandage, pouring water into his mouth every now and then. "You're leaving tomorrow. Rest for now. No one ever comes in here," Brigid told him. She left the room to go do her job.
Fang felt better, but he still felt like crap- and missed Max. She was going to come. He just needed to wait.