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Fang POV:

It all happened so fast. One second Nudge was lying still on the table, with Jeb stabbing a syringe into her heart, and the next... it all happened so damn fast. The second all the liquid was transferred from the needle to her veins, she went into some sort of possessed fit. Her body went rigid first, as flat as a board and as solid looking as rock.

We watched as she went limp next, then opened her mouth and screamed in pain. She screamed as though she had never screamed before – the sound erupting from her in a blizzard of agony, so shrill that I could feel my eardrums protesting in pain. Then she started shuddering, still shrieking in pain, her hands glowing a soft pink that quickly blossomed into a violent purple. You could even say a violent violet, I guess. If you thought about stuff like that.

Her head started to bang against the table, the solid steel table, her eyes darting around behind pale eyelids. Nudge's face looked so drained of anything that didn't resemble despair, agony or sickness. Her long hair was splayed out on the table around her head, like a halo, some strands stained with scarlet blood, others a soft caramel colour.

I yelled in fury, my hand pounding into the ridiculously thick glass, my eyes focused only on Nudge. Jeb was cackling now, his face still bloody from Nudge's attack, still injecting the green liquid into different parts of Nudge's body. The Gasman was hurling every kind of ammunition and explosive device he had on him (and he had a lot) at the glass, his child-like face screwed up in fear. Max was screaming at the top of her lungs, still being half drowned out by Nudge's shriek, at Jeb and, like me, trying to get though the glass. Angel stared into the glass, her gentle blue eyes filling with tears that she refused to let spill over.

Just as it felt like my head was about to explode with the pain from hearing Nudge shriek in unbearable agony, the frustration of not being able to break the damn glass, every freaking thing, Lindsay placed a wary hand on my clenched one that was repeating slamming into the solid glass, and whispered in my ear in a quiet voice. I nodded quickly, yelling to the others to stand back as Lindsay limped into the middle of the huge glass sheet.

She put her hands on the glass, her long fingers spread out, her head bowed in concentration. We waited as she shifted her weight from her injured leg to her good one, taking a deep breath, trembling slightly. Suddenly the view of the room where the others were was concealed by the black smoke that was radiating outwards from her outstretched hands. The smoke stuff started to solidified, leaving what looked like black marble covering the glass.

Max tugged on my arm, as if to say what the hell is she doing? 'She's helping – or at least trying to...' I hissed back, momentarily doubting Lindsay's ability as the sound of hundreds of Erasers thundering down a small hall reached my ears. They knew what we were trying to do. She'd better hurry up whatever she was doing... or else World War 3 was about to break out in a small observation room.

Just as I was about to give up all hope and get ready to start fighting, a tiny silver crack appeared in the top right hand corner of the solid wall of blackness. Tiny, but it was there, like a small star of hope against the blackness of the night sky. The Gasman punched a triumphant fist.

Nudge was still screaming.

The small sliver of light turned into two, then three. Soon the whole sheet of black coating was filled with tiny crisscrossing cracks; each new line of silver raising my hopes even more, despite the sound of Nudge's anguished cries that echoed around the room. We were going to save them.

Suddenly , the whole sheet of glass shattered, sending shards of glass that were tinted black on one side flying everywhere, making me cover my face with my hands. When I warily looked up, I saw the ground littered with glittering splinters of glass that, only a few seconds ago, had been keeping us from the others. Lindsay was crumpled on the ground, and I shouted for Gaz to pick her up as I jumped through the hole where the glass had been... into the lab.

He nodded once, proceeding to lift her thin fourteen year old body up in his genetically engineered eleven (twelve maybe?) year old arms with apparent ease, before following me into the torture room. Nearly all the whitecoats had fled, except for Jeb Batchelder, and the ones Max had knocked unconscious as she thundered into the room.

Jeb was standing with his arms outstretched over Nudge who was still screaming, but was now twitching on the table, her fingers spasming as if she was playing the piano at a crazy speed. 'Move.' My voice was ice cold, a large shard of glass glinting dangerously in my fist. He and I both knew that I would lunge in a matter of mili-seconds and kill him on the spot if he didn't move.

'Fang, I –' He didn't have a chance to finish his sentence before I flung myself at him, ready to slit the bastard's throat. Jeb reacted faster than I expected him to, turning to the right so I only got him in the shoulder. I whirled around to finish him off, missing the flash of silver that would have set off alarm bells in my head if I had seen it.

I came at him from the left, feinting left first, before darting in and slicing his side open his side. He gasped and, before my mind could grasp what was happening, then plunged a syringe filled with blue liquid into my arm, straight into the bicep. I stared at it for a second, frozen in shock, before I yanked it out... more than half the liquid already in my system. My arm started to tingle slightly, my head starting to feel fuzzy, the tips of my fingers numb. Crap.

I looked up to find Jeb smiling smugly at me, making me snarl at him with an inhuman expression on my face. I heard Erasers pour into the lab, not registering the sting of a deep cut that appeared on my leg, knowing the others could take care of it. I grabbed Jeb by his whitecoat that send flashbacks roaring into my mind, throwing him onto an unoccupied lab table with such force that he yelled out in pain.

I snatched up a random syringe once I had tied Jeb down, using the Velcro and metal restraints, squirting a little liquid out of it with a demonic expression. 'Let's have a little talk, Jeb,' I started off, standing over the man who had ruined my life, 'First off; what the hell did you do to Nudge?' No response. 'Well, let's test this one out, shall we...?' I stabbed the needle in his outstretched arm, letting a little of the serum leak through. Jeb stiffened and choked for a second, and then immediately started to talk.

'Okay, okay! Just don't give me any more of that stuff – it's only safe for hybrids. Well, Nudge was going to be our biggest success, having shown the greatest resistance to the drug, it induces indescribable pain. Every other experiment had expired once they received the first dose of it. But Nudge... this is her third infusion,' He continued to speak as I stared at him in horror. The monster. 'The plan was after she had received this dose, provided she was still alive, she would be auctioned off to the highest bidder. The greatest mutant ever created... and to think, I had a part in it. I will be remembered and—'

I turned away, unable to listen a second longer, I had heard enough. The syringe firmly in my hand, sparing a look down on Jeb's terrified face; I stabbed the thing into his arm, smiling at the cries that immediately burst from his mouth. I strode quickly through the sea of Erasers, not caring when I got jostled or my skin ripped, focused on getting the IV thing that was dripping poison into Nudge's body out. When I finally reached her, I ripped the wires out, tearing her restraints to pieces. She stopped screaming the second I stopped the flow of toxic liquid, but she still continued to twitch in pain.

I whirled around to find the others, punching an Eraser out cold in a second, my eyes finally resting on Max and a half asleep looking Collin protecting an Iggy who looked practically dead on the table. Angel and Gaz were backed against a wall, Lindsay on the ground at the Gasman's feet, still out cold. Gazzy was throwing small bombs every couple of seconds, with Angel fighting the ones that missed the explosions.

I picked Nudge's limp form up in arms and fought my way through the Erasers to get to Max, shielding Nudge from the swipes of Eraser claws that tore through my skin, leaving bloody red lines. Just as I had nearly reached the others, the numb feeling started to creep up my legs, making me stumble and earn a few hard blows for my stupidity. I groaned, but managed to continue on, holding Nudge even tighter as whatever Jeb had injected me with started to take hold.

'Fang!' Max shouted as I reached her, barely able to stand. I gritted my teeth, putting on a good front so it didn't look like anything was wrong from the outside, but really dying on the inside. Gaz and Angel had now joined us, Lindsay in the Gasman's arms. I looked around, panicked, then spotted the small-ish skylight above us. I pointed it out to the others who nodded and got ready to burst through it.

Gazzy was still throwing bombs at the Erasers to keep them back, but he yelled at us to get back, and then hurled a black thing the size of my fist at the roof. There was a massive aftershock, rubble and glass flying everywhere. My whole body was in pain now, and my movements felt sluggish and required all my attention, but I knew I had to get the others out.

I had a responsibility to get the Flock out alive. Even to Collin and Lindsay. The question was, would I be able to make it out.

For that, I had no answer.

Max:

I got ready to jump into the air, Collin and I awkwardly holding the gangly unconscious mass of limbs that was Iggy. I held him under the arms, Collin holding his legs, Iggy's head lolling around like a doll's. 'Ready?' I yelled.

'Um, Max...'Collin started, an embarrassed look on his face. Then it hit me. Collin couldn't fly, which meant we'd have to leave someone behind and then come back for them. I couldn't carry two people. 'Leave me,' He said, gently dropping Iggy's feet to the ground, 'I'll get out another way.' There was silence as everyone considered the possibility that we might not see Collin again.

'I'll come back for you, dude. Just... wait,' Fang's voice was laced with pain and his word seemed forced, which was unusual for him. Collin nodded, and then, getting a boost from a lab table, Fang launched himself clumsily into the air. Angel followed, then Gaz with Lindsay, and finally it was me. I exchanged a hardcore glance with Collin, before jumping into the air; trying to hold up a heavy Iggy (that guy needs to stop eating rocks!), my wings lifting us higher and higher into the air with each passing second.

When I burst through into the cool air that just screamed freedom!, I saw Fang leading the others, heading for a patch of trees in the distance. Fang's flying looked awkward and painful; though I was sure he didn't have any serious injuries. When we were landing, Fang stumbled for a few feet before falling on his knees, drawing in deep and ragged breaths. Before I could quiz him, he had shot into the air, and was heading back for the school, towards Collin. 'Wait!' I screamed, but he either didn't hear me, or didn't want to.

I watched his retreating back for a second, noting the way he was dipping a bit with each downwards wing stroke. My face was creased in a concerned frown, but then I heard Iggy moan and I hurried over to where he, Nudge and Lindsay were lying. 'Ig? You with us?' He groaned back at me, holding his head in his hands and muttered something inaudible. 'What?' I asked, concerned.

'Ugh... f-food...' He moaned, and then rolled over. I breathed a sigh of relief, I was pretty sure Iggy was going to be just fine. I checked the others for few minutes, before I heard the Gasman's gasp and Angel's cry.

'Max! Max, something's wrong with Fang. He's falling!' Angel cried, looking up at the sky where I could see a fang like shape in the sky, free falling. I swear my heart skipped a beat. Beside Fang's shape was Collin's flailing figure, obviously falling as well. The Gasman uttered a swear word I was sure Iggy had taught him, but I was too frozen to even correct him. Fang.

'FANG!' I shrieked, unable to think of anything but him for that second in time. 'Stay here,' I screamed at Gazzy and Angel, my voice sounding choked. I jumped straight into the air and poured on the speed as if my life depended on it. Well, Fang's life did. As I reached them, I saw Fang's unconscious body dropping though the air faster than I could catch up with him.

My eyes flickered to Collin who was also falling, only he was yelling his lungs out. 'SSSHHHIIITTT!' Collin was falling slower than Fang, probably because he was resisting the whole way, even trying to flap his arms in an attempt to stop falling. Idiot.

My priority was Fang, who was so nearly at the ground. My wings tucked right in, I dive bombed towards him, terrified of what would happen if I didn't reach him in time. My fingertips grazed his jacked just as we both thudded into the hard ground. Beside us, Collin plummeted into the dirt, lying still also. I turned Fang over with a panicked fear – he was so cold, his face to white, and his breathing too shallow. Collin was moving now, a stream of curses filling my terrified silence.

'Fang,' I whispered, afraid of what was going to happen, 'Fang, wake up. Fang...' I threw myself on his barely moving chest and started to cry. I sobbed into his shirt until I felt Collins hands pull me away. 'No, no!' I screamed as I was detached from Fang. I fought Collin's strong grip, pressing my lips to Fang's, praying that he'd respond.

'Max!' Collin yelled, making me look up, towards the school. Towards the group of Erasers that were running towards us. They were close, too close. I didn't move. Collin picked up Fang's still and broken body, and started to sprint over to where the others were. 'C'mon Max!' He shouted back over his shoulder. I started to run brokenly after them, trying to keep up. In the end, I just flew after them, staying close to the ground because I couldn't keep up with Collin's freakishly fast running pace.

'Let's go, guys,' Collin shouted ahead to the others. Iggy, now awake and hungry as it seemed, scooped up Nudge, while the Gasman already had Lindsay in his arms. I just stared after Fang, unable to think about anything else. He couldn't be –

Then the Erasers caught up with us.

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