Unimaginable
By; Ashleyia Days
IMPORTANT! READ TO UNDERSTAND FOLLOWING CHAPTER!: Okay, that was a little overboard, but no one really reads these things unless you say something like that...BUT it would be nice of you to read these so that you don't send me a review with something like this in it. Here it goes; I know in the Maximum Ride books(By James Patterson) don't really give you much information as to what things go in in the School other than the fact that there are physical tests thrown upon the flock for various reasons. (Personally, I think they do some of it for their own sick pleasure.) There is nothing about the white-coats testing things on the flock (like drugs, or new operations) and I believe that's because the flock in the books is one of a kind and irreplaceable. However, since Arrow and his flock exist, and Max is sort of depressed, they white-coats decide she's no longer an asset to the School and they pass a rule that Max alone could be used for things that could harm her mentally, physically, and possibly cause her death. (Mwahahahahahahahahahaha! What? No. I don't think I'm evil. I'm not evil, am I?)
Disclaimer: Look at my name. It says Ashleyia Days, right? No look at the cover of any of the four Maximum Ride books. Hmm...they say, James Patterson. Now, who wants to say I wrote the series? (If you raised your hand, expect a formal invitation to court via J.P.)
A/N: A reviewer brought up a good point awhile ago and I thought everyone should know this, since it's just, you know, good to know certain things. Kyphus Maltorix asked me exactly how to pronounce some of the new flocks names. I, being the total dunderhead I am, thought everyone would know automatically. So here you go(If anyone cares);
Max- Author smacks head on wall You did not just ask me how to pronounce that...
Arrow- I think this one is easy enough... But, for those who need to know;( AIR-ROW)
Cammi- (Cam- MEE)
Brytt- Like the English word 'Bright' (Bruh-Ite)
Vissa- (Vi-sEE-uh)
Daela- (Day-luh)
Dyami- (Die- yam-EE)
Azura- (Ah-zur-rah)
Chapter Four: Hate thy Death
In the last chapter...
"Basically," I sighed, "you want to try some new tests that are potentially life threatening on me because I'm the one who most likely is effected by the recent death of my entire flock, courtesy of the Erasers. You don't want to try it out on the others because their too young, or are required in upholding the second flock, am I right?"
The woman looked flustered. I realized she probably wouldn't answer my question. "Whatever. Just take me wherever I'll be living until I die of some reactions from the drugs or pills or surgeries that you're going to do on me. I just hope it's a larger cage. Those middle sized dog crates are a little too small for my liking."
"O-of course." She smiled weakly. "I suppose I will."
The white-coats never cease to amaze me with their...I don't even have a word for it.
"Useless," I murmured to myself. "Just dead useless."
Absolutely nothing was right. The world wasn't right. The people in the world aren't right...Hey, the white-coats were just straight out wrong. What kind of humans introduced you to another flock where I might--key word might-- have fit in if I'd been able to stay a little longer. They show me a flock that I was suppose to connect to, then the rotten people take me away from them because of, well, because no reason. There isn't one. They're all cruel, cruel people intent on harming others who weren't like them. Stupid white-coats.
I pounded my fist against the metal cage siding, not daring to punch too hard. It would be just my luck to get a broken wrist because of a little rage...I should be used to it by now! The School has been torturing me for years now. I couldn't just give up now.
Well, I couldn't care less about myself. I just wanted Arrow's flock out. Most of them were so young...I was determined to get them out, even if I have to sacrifice myself once again to get that job done. Hey, I've endured fourteen years of this torture--I can handle the rest of my life.
Sighing, I curled up, fighting against the rapidly coming insanity. There was so little to do here-- and absolutely no one to talk to. If the white-coats weren't about to use me, why had they taken me away so early from the others? From my calculations, I'd been away from the other flock for about a week or so, and it wasn't getting anymore exciting to say the least. Come on,I thought silently, if you're going to do something to me, just do it already!
If they didn't, then they'd have an insane, and strong, mutant on their hands.
"Max?"
My ears sharpened at the small voice and I sat forward eagerly. "Ari?" I called out gently, reaching to the small boy who'd just entered the room freely. From what I knew, Ari-- Jeb's son-- wasn't suppose to be roaming the halls freely. He was too young in the white-coats opinions, and he could be mentally affected by what he saw.
"I couldn't find you forever," Ari pointed out, looking at me sadly, "You weren't in the place you used to be. And dad wouldn't tell me anything. Nothing at all."
"It's okay Ari." I soothed. Sometimes the little boy could be more emotional than I'd ever thought. He was truly a good boy, whom just needed attention. With Jeb's job at the School, he couldn't give Ari the adequate amount of attention. Just another thing to add to my Why I hate Jeb List. "You've found me now. And," I added quickly, "I don't think they're going to move me anytime soon."
"I know. But-..." The little boy trailed off, distress on his face.
"Tell me, Ari."
"I know what they're going to do with you." He shivered.
"And what is that?"
"No!" He said, wrenching himself away from the bars. "I can't tell you. Heard two white-coats talking..bad things...Won't tell you! Scary. They're going to hurt Max..."
"Shh, Ari." I said to him from afar. "Pretend I never said that. Please just talk. I'm lonely all the time now. You're the first human I've seen in forever."
"Okay." Ari didn't move from his spot, which was located farther away than I would have hoped. He was so young to know all the things he did--I was afraid he'd become emotionally imbalanced when Jeb was away. I couldn't let that happen to Ari. "Their going to do things to me too."
"What?" I gaped at Ari. He couldn't be serious.
"I won't tell you that either." He said firmly and I nodded in acceptance. Nowadays,it didn't take much to make me agree with anyone--other than those dratted white-coats. If I began to actually agree with them, they'd take advantage of it before you could say 'School'.
"Ari?" I asked softly, wishing I could reach out to the boy who used to be so sweet not so long ago. "Have you seen Arrow lately or will the white-coats not let you in again?"
"They let me in, but Arrow and them don't like me, 'cause of my father."
"There are some people out the there who just don't understand that you're not your father. It means nothing to me. You're still the little boy who keeps me company either way."
Ari smiled, his face happy and carefree again. "Why doesn't anyone ever visit you 'cept me?"
"Ari," I chose my words carefully. Ari knew fully well that I had wings, but he couldn't see why it made me any different from everyone else. If only the white-coats could have those same thoughts. "I'm different and to everyone else, it's not a good thing. You see, no one really believes that they can trust me because of who I am. Don't worry. You give me enough visits to keep me happy."
"Doesn't dad ever come to see you?"
"Me and your father have a...disagreement right now. I don't really want to talk to him right now." I kept my eyes firmly on the bars, which weren't the slightest bit exciting enough to hold my attention. "It's nothing personal, Ari."
"You shouldn't fight. You need as many friends as you can get. You've already got enemies." Ari pointed out, looking unbelievably sad again. It hurt my heart to see him like that. I couldn't help but love the younger child like a brother.
"I know what I'm doing, Ari. Okay? I got...Fang and them out before, even if they died and I'm going to get the other flock out too. I have plenty of time." I left my true words unspoken--I was only trying to get the other flock out. Why should I get my hope up that I would have a chance to ever escape the School?
"No, the white-coats are coming for you in five minutes. At least, that's what I heard before I came to see you..." I gaped at Ari, but then he was gone.
Five minutes? I thought, slightly panicked. Ari wasn't the most reliable source of information (he is only a young boy, after all), but he usually had his general facts right. If he said that the white-coats had some specially designed tests to try out on me, then they most likely would. And, unfortunately, the five minutes was probably right too, knowing my luck.
I couldn't keep back the groan that passed through my lips as I leaned back against the dog crate. They'd given me an entire week and then the day I decide to take action, I'm notified that the white-coats are going to do some never-before tested experiments...which might just lead up to my mysterious 'death'.
Those five minutes passed and I vaguely wished Ari had never informed me that they'd be here at that specific time. It didn't help me at all-- the only thing it really did was annoy me and wish that I'd never even been created in the first place. There was a large chance that I wouldn't come out of this. White-coats are famous for their risky and pointless tests.
"Hello, Jeb." I rolled my eyes at the man who entered the room. White-coats are soooooo overrated. "Surprise seeing you here." Obviously, I was being sarcastic. Hey, I was a trapped animal in a cage. What would you be doing? Sitting calmly? I think not.
"I-"
"No speeches today. Not in the mood, sorry. I know I'm a test dummy now, so just take me where you need to. Really, I could care less about what happens to me. No one else really cares, if the white-coats are anything to tell by. Just get on with it."
Jeb sighed, but made no move to talk. Perhaps my words got to him in some way. How, I couldn't tell. He was just an associate with the white-coats, no more, no less.
When the cage-- more of a crate when I think about it now-- was unlocked, I unfurled my wings and stretched. I really didn't care to giving Jeb a nice view, but the week in the cage caught up with me. "So," I asked casually, knowing that my lack of care would annoy the man I despised so much now. Had I really been able to trust Jeb? It was so long ago... "what crazy, life-threatening things are these people going to do to me?"
"I can't tell you, Max."
"Come on," I urged, "just a clue. Running on the treadmills for hours? Flying and being attacked by fake Erasers? What?"
"Neither of those." Jeb led me into an unusually empty hall, turning right...then there were once again all those unidentifiable turns...but I wasn't worried about those at that moment. "Fine," He said suddenly, still walking. I'll tell you...it's operations. They've got Arrow's flock, so they aren't afraid of you...dying. You're the one who would most likely survive what they're planning to do to you."
"Oh, how lovely." Sarcasm. I seemed to be using that a lot recently.
Jeb led me within a room with about five white-coats wearing masks. I bit my lip nervously, and only seconds later, I was tied to a table. At least they had the decency to give me pass-out gas, I though just before the world faded into a screen of intense blackness.
Just perfect.
HeHe. Totally random chapter name to make you all panic and wonder who's going to die...
Hmm...Shorter Chapter. Sorry? Some out there like short chapters, others don't. For those of you who don't, I apologize.
Okay, I'm getting positive opinions about the review responses at the bottom, so I plan on continuing to do this now matter how many people start reviewing (come on, tell all your friends!) At first, I thought I might get reviews where everyone says I'm taking up their time with these 'stupid' things, but I guess I'm not. And remember, if you don't like these, you are not required to read them. Sometimes I may give hints of what coming up next, so read if you dare!
And remember, review and I will respond, not matter what! (Unless of course I drop dead, but I've got my friend promising to post my death story on here, so no worries! Actually, she's already finished it and I didn't get the time to rip it up...it hilarious as long as you're not the person dying!)
Review Responses
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BlackVampireKat- That's the thing about me--you always have to expect the unexpected. HeHe...and I felt like causing some pain here...but really, I'm not usually a extremely cruel person...just a little mean, that's all. Isn't everyone? Err...byebye?
the epitome of randomness- Well, if you're practicing, continue to write your German. I enjoy puzzling over what you wrote until I finally give up and use a translator...sigh...I'm just way too inexperienced in other languages. I've got this goal of learning five languages, but I only know one: English.
Summer Johnson- I'm singing here, serious. I'm PERFECT now. WOOWOO! Okay, calming down. Sheesh. I really shouldn't have had that eigth can of Mountain Dew...You can actually get lost in my story? Wow...I'm taking that as a serious complement.
-Sugar.We're.Going.Down-NDBT- I don't think I want to know what a Dillweed is either...how did Rache even hear of that? Really... Fang, Iggy, and Brytt hugs you back!
Kyphus Maltorix- See, we all need typical days, though as you can see, it didn't last very long did it? Sorry, I took awhile to get this update out. I've got a writer block o all of my stories, which is why this one is so short.
Skittle.Rocker- I'm unique!! Thanks. I really needed that one word to pop up soon.
