Hey everyone. Sorry it's been a while. I had a case of writer's block. Oddly, the new Boys Like Girls album, Love Drunk, kinda helped me get over it. So, obviously, I highly recommend that you give it a listen. Contagious, Go, The First One, and Two Is Better Than One are the best. Okay, back to fanfiction. This chapter is at the School. It's rather… interesting. You probably expected it to happen, but you probably didn't expect it to happen quite like this. So, read 'NeoFlock' by Talon666 and 'Dark Blue' and 'Maximum Ride: Wings vs. Wands' by Madeline Cullen. Great stories by great authors. Trust me. Okay, so here we go.
The School was in mass chaos and the Director was oblivious to it. Of course, she knew something was going on, but she didn't know what. She was sitting in her office, literally in the dark.
"Idiots." she muttered to herself, spinning around in her chair. She could hear the whitecoats running around and screaming.
Couldn't they handle a couple of rebellious experiments? Of course not. Such a stupid question to ask. They proved with Melody, Skye, and Jewel that they were incapable of controlling mere children. Mere children with superpowers, but still children.
She continued to sit in the confines of her office while the madness ensued. Tanner could handle everything if those idiots couldn't. He knew how to keep people under control. Well, except for Melody and her friends. But she wouldn't have to worry about them. Cory had probably taken care of her and Jewel right now and was flying over with Skye as she sat there.
Suddenly, there was a loud crash right outside her door. She rolled her eyes and went back to staring at the wall. It was so hard to find decent help these days.
She began to think of her mother as she often did whenever things were off. She wondered if her mother ever quite as much trouble. She supposed that she did, but maybe she had been able to handle it better. She had definitely had more experience.
She thought back to the day that she found out what the Flock had done to her mother. She didn't cry. She couldn't. She was too worried. She was going to have to be Director. The whitecoats protested. A seventeen year old in charge? That was why the job had been so hard. None of them wanted to take orders from her. None of them respected her. And they all wrote her mother off as a crazy loon.
The noise outside got louder and louder and then… all was quiet. It was an eerie silence. Just what was going on?
The Director pressed the intercom button. "Tanner, report to the Director's office immediately." she ordered.
In no time at all there was a soft tap on the door. The Director pressed another button and the door swung open. Tanner walked in, his arms crossed, looking like nothing was wrong.
"You wanted to see me?" he asked, walking towards her. He didn't shut the door behind him.
She nodded. "I heard a commotion outside. What was going on out there?" she asked, calmly.
Tanner chuckled. "Oh, that. The experiments revolted. They… chased the whitecoats out of here with no effort whatsoever."
"And you did nothing?" she asked, standing up. She grabbed a handle on her top desk drawer. She was getting a bad feeling.
He grinned. "Oh, I did something alright." There was a crazy gleam in his eye. "I put them up to it."
She sucked in a deep breath. One of her own turned against her. It explained so much. It explained how Melody had managed to keep getting away. It explained how Skye went back to Melody's side. Tanner had helped.
"So, you've been helping her." she whispered in disbelief.
"If you mean Melody, then no." he said, smirking. "I have not been helping her. She's just extremely lucky."
"Then why did you rally the experiments?" she asked, confused. Now nothing made any sense.
"Well, I had to open their eyes." he said simply. "Why must they serve you when they are much, much stronger and smarter? To me, that makes no sense. The way I see it, the normal people should serve us… or be destroyed."
"I see." the Director said, calmly. So, Tanner had gone insane and was conspiring against humankind. She still had her hand on the drawer. If she could only open it. She had to keep him distracted somehow.
"Oh, I almost forgot." Tanner said, still smirking. "Your top drawer? Empty." He pulled her gun out of his pocket. "Always keep one step ahead of your enemy."
He had learned a little too well. So, ter Borcht had been right. She had been putting too much trust into Tanner. Big mistake.
"So, just what do you intend to do with that?" she asked, pointing at the gun. "Shoot me?"
He looked at the gun in his hand. "No. Not yet anyway. You might be useful for something." He shoved it back in his pocket. "I have something else in mind for you." He snapped his fingers. "Flint! Willow! Get in here!"
Tanner's two devoted cronies stepped through the doorway each armed and each wearing smug expressions, although Willow's seemed to be faltering. The Director now understood. They were Tanner's protection just in case she tried to do something. Smart. Very smart.
"Help me escort our prisoner to her… quarters." he laughed maniacally. He went around the desk, handcuffed the Director's arms behind her back, and shoved her forward. "Take her Willow." he said, letting her go. "I want to be alone."
Willow nodded and shoved her weapon into the Director's back. "Come on." she told her. "High time you see what it's like to be locked up in this place."
Flint helped her push the Director out of the room, leaving tanner absolutely alone to enjoy his success.
"Now I'm in charge." he said to himself, formally announcing what he knew for a long time was inevitable. "Now Melody won't stand a chance."
He knew that she would come. It was only a matter of time before she heard about the… accidents that he had caused. It was a trap for her. He knew she'd figure it out and come flying over to defeat him. But it wasn't going to work. He had an army. Mel wouldn't want to hurt innocent children. She'd have to give in. Unless she wanted to die. There was no other way.
He sat down in the Director's desk. No. His desk. His office. His School. Soon, his world. He'd be in charge of it all. No one could challenge him. No one would dare to stop him.
He propped his feet on the desk. "It feels good to be King."
Shorter than usual. So, Tanner's big master plan has been initiated. What is Mel going to do? What 'accidents' did Tanner cause? And will the Flock get involved? So many questions and no answers. Guess you'll just have to stay tuned. Updating soon. I hope. Bye.
