DISCLAIMER: I do not own Maximum Ride. If I were, would I really be writing this and putting it on Fan Fic? I think you already know the answer to that. Howerever, I do own Arrow, who is introduced later in the chapter. Enjoy! I really, hope everyone reviews! Wait a minute... who really reads these things anyway?

This takes place about a week after the Plologue. Sorry if anyone is disappointed, but at the beginning this is a bit fast paced. it should slow down near the middle, but I can't even be sure.

Just in case anyone cares and doesn't like this, Max will be undergoing a bit of err...change in the next chapter or so. You'll know what I mean later, trust me.

Okay, little background before you start; In the past week, Max has been in a depressed rut, and the white-coats don't like it. You know, she's their only test subject at the moment since the flock escaped, and they (and their 'scientific knowledge') believe her depression will change results. They have a big 'test' coming up, and their actually sacrificing their only subject to the first test of it. What is it? You'll know later. Max has no idea what's in store for her...and her flock.

Yes, this is a shorter chapter and really just a very important fill-in. Next chapter should be longer. Or not. Your choice. Longer chapters with longer periods of time between updates, or short chapters(about the size they are now) with frequent updates?

Unimaginable

By; Ashleyia Days

Chapter Two; What Jeb Said

I sat up, sweating and pale as a ghost. It was that dream again.

I wanted to laugh so badly at myself. I wanted to laugh so hard that I couldn't stop and I wouldn't try to. I'd just keep laughing and laughing, waiting for it to wear off, yet knowing somehow that it never would. I wanted to laugh myself sick, then keep on laughing. I wanted to go insane laughing. Me. Maximum Ride. Insane due to laughter. At that, I wished I could laugh harder.

But I couldn't. Because I wasn't laughing at all. I couldn't laugh. My life was an echo now. Everything was so, well, so pointless anymore. There was no Angel in the next cage over, whimpering and crying in the darkness that surrounded them. Fang wasn't deep in sleep, a slight rustled from across the narrow hall that separated the cages. Gazzy and Iggy's snores weren't there as they should be. Nudge wasn't still awake,muttering her dreams and wishes that, at one point, had seemed so unlikely.

I heard nothing. They were gone. They were out there, out of the school, starting a promising life. Fang would take care of little Angel for me. He wouldn't abandon them like so many would have. He didn't have the natural leadership, nor the mother instincts I had, but he would still make sure they had lives to live. Nudge's dreams were possible now.

Because I stayed behind and got my self captured. Typical me.

"Ohh..." I groaned, leaning my cheeks against the side of the too small cage. It had become natural for me to stay in this position all night, never sleeping.

The white-coats didn't bother me like they had before. I was taken out of the cage for an occasional test, but other than that, nothing happened. Every once in a while a white-coat would check on me. If it was Jeb, he would attempt a conversation with me, but I only glared and he went away.

Jeb. I scowled at the name. He was suppose to be protecting them at his place. He was suppose to be with them. But he wasn't--he'd came back to the school a week after their departure. He left them alone, and I resolved to never forgive him for that.

I sat in that position, only sleeping for minutes at a time before snapping awake when I was positive I heard a noise...a rustle maybe. It would be nothing-- it was always nothing. My flock was gone and I was only then beginning to accept the tragic fact. They were gone and I was here. But if I had to choose whether one of my flock was here or me, there was no doubt that I would pick me. The white-coats could do what they wanted with me, as long as they didn't get my flock.

My eyes were glazed over, tired from sleep, when I noticed Jeb had a set of keyes in his hands, a small smile stretched tightly across his face, as if it was being forced of him. "Come on, Max." He siad, sounding just as nice as ever. I wished he would do something that showed me that I couldn't trust him, but I was never quite that lucky. "You're moving."

"Moving?" I'd been at the school for fourteen years and never once had they moved any of us around. "Why?"

"I figured you were alone by yourself."

"So you're moving me to an area where I have plenty of white-coats always surrounding me. What a lovely description of company." I turned away from the door, but stopped short when I saw Jeb waiting, his eyes showing nothing but patience.

"You're...company are not white-coats, as you put them. I believe they dislike them as much as you do."

"Their other people like me, aren't they? Here's some new news for you; I'm avian. No matter who sees me, other experiments or not, I'm still a freak."

'Max," Jeb muttered, impatient. "Trust me this once."

I narrowed my eyes, searching for a flaw in his expression, but once again I was sadly denied that pleasure. "Fine."

I followed closely behind Jeb as he exited the room I'd stayed in for my entire life. It held memories of my flock, and I was partly sad to leave it. I followed only with the hope that, wherever I was being moved to, it would have larger cages. I'd long since grown out of my past one. These 'roommates' of mine had better not care that I have wings and I won't care if they have scale or something.

I felt my eyes drawn to a small set of keys in Jeb's hand as he walked, rather impatiently, down the modern halls. Even here I felt trapped, caged. I couldn't help but wonder why Jeb was acting so odd today. It was as if he was expecting me to rip him to pieces at wherever I was going. If it's as bad as he's making it, I'll be happy to oblige.

The metal walls surrounded me on every side, and I drew another breath. I didn't like being confined in a small area, even if I grew up in such an area. Perhaps it was a results of all those years in a cage, only being let out to become another one of the white-coats guinea pigs...the tester of all their little surprises. "Can you not even tell me where we're going?"

"I don't believe I need to."

"What do you mean?" I snapped back. I was in no mood for his riddles.

"We're here." He said simply, opening a door familiar to the one I'd been trapped behind before. My heart sunk. "And Max," He said a little quieter. "Don't think you're the only one left."

"Wha-?"

"Shh. No more questions." Jeb gave me a small push forward. It wasn't rude, just a reminder that I'd be better off if I started to move. I didn't dare allow me eyes to wander to the figures in the five cages I passed. I couldn't--would they be physically different? Or mentally? I really didn't care. I just hoped they would leave me alone.

Jeb unlocked a cage that was slightly larger than my other one-- at least something good came out of this. The only bad thing was I had to keep my eyes firmly on the square tiles to keep myself from looking at their faces.

Jeb exited the room quietly and I resumed my natural position leaning against the bars. I sighed softly, wishing I would have gotten away too. What would have happened if I had?

Who are you?" The voice was nearby and my hopes drooped. Though it was considerate of me, I'd been hoping that my roommates wouldn't be able to talk. The person who spoke was obviously male, his tone hushed to a dull whisper, probably to keep the other in the room unaware of the conversation. My eyes flickered up to the face in the cage next to mine.

He wasn't necessarily good looking, but he wasn't the worst rose of the bunch either. And he looked perfectly normal from my perspective. This fact gave me enough courage to lift my chin a bit more and smile sadly. "I don't just give out my name to random people."

"Here, I'm hardly considered a person." The scorn in his voice was close to my own. I looked at him in surprise.

"Really? What's wrong with you? I can't see anything..."

"Like you don't know. You're just another person they sent to spy."

"Spy?"

"You know." He accused. "The white-coats send in someone every month who looks normal, like us, but isn't. Their just spies..other white-coats, trying to figure out our secrets. Like you."

He was accusing me of being a white-coat? Me of all people? Or Avians...

"I can tell you that I'm definitely not a white-coat. I hate their guts. I'm more worried about you being the spies. Their's nothing wrong with you. There is something wrong with me."

The boy looked quite angry. "Just so you know," He said, and I noticed that the others were looking at us now. A small girl, who could be no older than four was huddled in the corner, reminding me of Angel. My heart panged. "We're all birds. What could be more wrong than that?"

"Avians." I whispered to him, stunned, "You're Avians."

"Yeah, what are you?"

I looked into his blue eyes, suddenly at a loss. Tears welled up in my eyes. "I'm Max." I said finally, "And I'm an avian, too."

The shock in his eyes was almost funny.

"Prove it."

I winced. I didn't like to show off my wings like a freak show. The only time when my flock and I saw each others wings were the few times the white-coats allowed us to fly in a dome, so they could record our natural flight. It was never actually, enjoyable. At the School, nothing was. "You sound like a five year old." I pointed out. "You should know if you've been here that there's no room to maneuver in these cages. You've been here twice as long."

"Then why are you here now. Why not before?"

"I had my flock."

"Your flock? Where are they now? Did the white-coats separate you?"

'So now you believe me?" I sighed, pulling at the loose strands of hair that had been cut recently so I'd be able to participate in a test. "They escaped. I gave up my freedom so my flock could escape without me. That was a week ago."

The boy was quite until he finally looked up, a small smile on his naturally sad face. "My name is Arrow." He said, slowly. "And this is my flock."

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