"This is not going to work." Maddy said, turning back towards the two men behind her. Mockingly, she said Dylan's plan. "'We go out, Iggy shields us from the insane amount of bullets that will be sure to be shot at us, and we ditch his body.' Dylan, that's freaking retarded. That's not possible. It won't work."
Dylan rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his broad chest. "Well, Einstein, if you have a better plan, be my guest."
"Dylan, get over it. You might have a grudge against Iggy, but we're not going to kill him. How about we just...go out and shoot them with our knockout guns?"
Iggy raised his eyebrows, as did Dylan. "Maddy," They said in unison. Dylan continued on, with Iggy nodding. "You absolutely can't believe that will honestly work. That's stupider than my idea." Dylan then mumbled, almost to himself. "And I don't have a grudge against anyone."
Maddy rolled her eyes. "Okay," She sighed, running a hand through her tousled brown hair. She needed some coffee now. "How about we go out and kick their asses?"
"Cool with me, you wanna cover him, or shall I?" Dylan said, popping his knuckles and twisting his head to each side. Iggy looked offended, his mouth gaping open.
"I can take care of myself. Don't need your help." He mumbled the last part. Maddy grinned in the darkness. At least they were getting along.
"Let's do this." Maddy said, and placed her backpack on her shoulder. Dylan copied, and they stood at the closet door, waiting for her signal.
Mady held up three fingers and slowly put one at a time down. At zero, she pushed the door open and swept her gun around the hallway. Dylan and Iggy followed close behind. As they reached the end, they saw the miniature army waiting for them. All men, tough and definitely strong. As far as she could see, none had any weapons, but for their fists. She grinned; this was going to be easy.
"Iggy, left. Dylan, right. Go!" She whisper-shouted at them. They rushed to the last minute assigned areas, and Maddy stalked forward, her boots squeaking for some reason. She emptied her gun into the few front soldiers, and prepared for the oncoming onslaught.
A burly man, towering above her, grabbed her arms. She thrashed around, until she saw the other approaching man coming towards her. Kicking him where the sun don't shine, the burly man fell heavily to the ground with a loud thud. She then took care of the other man by giving a good uppercut to the gut, and some pressure to his nerve spot on his neck.
Out of the corner of her eye, Maddy watched Iggy with facination. Not only was he taking men down one by one, he was playing with them. They would charge at him, and he'd simply step to the left, like dodging a bull. He noticed her watching him, and be held his arms out as if he was holding a cape. Another man ran past him and missed, and the only thing Iggy said was: "Olay!"
Maddy giggled. And then rolled her eyes. After taking out the rest in her section, she glanced around. It was over. This was too easy. The men weren't even armed, much less trained. Seemed that they were only for looks. Nodding her head and smiling at Dylan and Iggy, she wandered over to a nearby desk.
Scanning the documents, she laughed. Luck was on her side! Picking up a stapled few sheets of paper, she scanned the rooms. This was the list of victims, or "patients" they had. Max...where was she?
"What did you find?" Dylan asked, appearing from behind Maddy.
Without looking up, she handed him a dozen sheets, a fourth of what she was going through. "Find Maximum in the names under patient." Maddy said. Her eyes scanned the names furiously. Some of them didn't have names, just a letter and a number. Like this one, C997. What was up with that?
Who else? Oh, what was his name again? "Iggy? What's your other partner's name? The one who-"
"Fang." Iggy ripped half the sheets away from Maddy, his eyes not nearly scanning as fast as hers had been.
They analyzed the sheets, for about ten minutes. A comfortable silence, not filled by awkwardness or any of Dylan's perverted jokes. Abruptly, Dylan's head flashed up. "I've found Max. She's nearby."
"What room?" Maddy asked, scootching over to him.
After he told her, Maddy's eyes clouded with thought."Great. Now, how am I..." Maddy said, and rubbed a finger on her chin thoughtfully. They wouldn't question her if she was a scientist...right? "I'm going to steal a labcoat and sneak in. You both look for Fang."
Sauntering down the hallway, she opened random closets, knowing that was risky and dangerous. But, at this point she really didn't care anymore.
Finally she found one. And for a added touch, she put an earpiece in. After a minute, she took it back out. Too annoying. Walking down to the room that was Max's, she opened the door cautiously.
Nobody was in there. A wierd chair, some computers, a few monitors and that was it. Maddy shut the door, and sighed. Another dead end. She glanced at the wall, something catching her eye.
A clipboard. With Maximum's name on it. Maddy scanned over the document quickly. So now she's in a different room, huh? Maddy thought, as she hurried away, back to the boys. Why must this be so difficult?
As she neared the desk, her steps slowed. Where were they? Dylan and Iggy weren't anywhere in sight, and even Dylan's things were gone. Along with hers. Maddy cursed. If this was a sick game the two came up with...she'd knock their brains out. If they even had any.
Where could they be? Why would they leave, in such a dire and dangerous situation? This was a critical time, mistakes would not be tolerated. How long have they been down here, anyway? Seemed like an eternity to her.
Maddy let out a frustrated growl, and ran a hand through her hair. This wasn't the plan! How was she going to find Maximum and Fang, without the other two guys? She was torn apart. Should she go get Max and Fang first? Or find Dylan and Iggy?
She had to make a choice. This wasn't the plan that Jeb had come up with. That had disappeared when Iggy made an appearance. Mission first, Jeb always said.
Looks like she was heading for room C476. To find Max and Fang. Then, she promised herself, she'll go after Dylan and Iggy.
"This is your fault." Dylan said, crossing his arms.
"No, it's not. You were the loud one." Iggy spat back, leaning against the wall.
"Its called being hepful. Unlike you, I was searching for Fang's room. You were acting like a pretty boy and sitting around."
"Hypocrite! That's exactly what you were doing!"
"No, I was going through papers."
"Yeah, the same paper for five minutes."
"I was double checking!"
"Sure. And that's why we're here."
Iggy was right, Dylan thought. It was his fault. He should've gone faster while searching for Fang. He had only found Max because she was in the R's of the file. Easy. They had been working, but had been spotted by a nearby guard. Dylan recalled the event like it was ten minutes ago. That's because it was.
"Hey!" The tanned guard yelled. He was tall and muscular, his nametag reading as Jacob. "What are you doing here?"
"We should be asking you that." Dylan shot back, not realizing it was a guard. Iggy's eyes widened, and he gave Dylan a dirty look.
"We'll see about that," The guar-Jacob said, suddenly appearing behind Dylan. After slapping a wierd thing to Dylan's wrist, Jacob had come for Iggy. Dylan had crumpled to the ground, breathing heavily.
Slapping the thing onto Iggy's wrist while he was mulling over what happened to Dylan was probably the smartest thing Jacob had done. The man collapsed and Jacob picked them up, one on each arm. Then he had piled them into a cart and rolled them away.
Then he had taken the things off, and dumped them in this wierd room, room C477, and left. Now Iggy stood against the wall, fuming. He was supposed to save the day, and win the girl! Even if he didn't quite know who the girl was yet, that didn't stop his imagination.
"What is this?" Dylan asked, running a hand along the walls. Steel walls, everything was a dull grey. All except for a bench in the middle of the room. A metal bench that was bolted to the ground, of course. This was exactly like a jail cell.
Iggy frowned. Like he knew? He probably stayed only an hour longer here that Dylan, and that wasn't even that much. Iggy rolled his eyes, but froze when a wave of electricity flew over him.
Simultaneously, Iggy and Dylan cried out in pain, and crumpled to their knees. There they saw the yellow bolts dashing across the ground. Iggy grinned, facing away from Dylan. He could fly, so he'll be able to avoid these shocks. This room must be like a torture chamber. Iggy whipped out his wings and steadily started to beat them.
Lifting up into the air, he saw Dylan's eyes widen. Ha, Iggy thought, as he steadily rose upward. At last I have something you don't.
A sharp pain cut in Iggy's left wing and he glanced at the blood now sprouting from it. His mind hadn't registered the fact that the tip of his wing, about a foot of it, had just been cut off.
Letting out a bloodcurling scream, Iggy fell to the ground again, clutching at his bloody wing. Eyes lolling back into his head, he promptly passed out. The electricity on the ground stopped at the same time.
"Oh Jesus!" Dylan said, running over to Iggy. "Oh my god, what just happened?" Placing a hand on Iggy's wrist, Dylan let out a sigh of relief. At least the demon boy was alive.
Slapping his cheek, Dylan called out Iggy's name. Over and over until his arms was literally about to fall off from the repeated slapping. Sitting back on his knees, Dylan's mind ran. What was
he supposed to do? He already tied his shirt around the tip of Iggy's wing, hopefully stopping the blood. Already there was a scary pool spreading out on the ground. Dylan sighed. Where was Maddy when you needed her?
Another thing bothered Dylan. Why the hell did Iggy have wings? He thought he and Maddy were the only ones. That gave him the excuse to like her. But now, she'd surely choose Iggy. Because she was already bored with him, he knew it. They grew up together, knew most of the secrets about each other, which, honestly wasn't much. He knew her favorite color, maroon. Her favorite food, chocolate cake. She loved the sweet taste of it, any kind of chocolate cake too.
He was going to lose her. And he didn't want that. Dylan gazed back at Iggy, taking in his unconsious face. He could...take off the shirt on the wound, and let him bleed to death.
He shook his head. He wasn't a killer, and he knew that. He wouldn't kill the unconsious man beside him. He wouldn't even do it for Maddy. Iggy didn't even deserve to die.
Suddenly the floor was alive with electricity again. Dylan cried out in pain, and glanced up. That's what sliced Iggy's wing, he thought. Red lasers ran across the ceiling, crisscrossing at certain spots. Dylan could see the tip of Iggy's wing lying a few feet away. It's like they designed the room especially for mutant bird people. Dylan cringed. How much pain would he be able to handle before he himself passed out?
Switched off, the current beneath him ceased fire. Dylan analyzed the room again. What was this, a torture chamber? Why were they being tested on by scientists like helpless guinea pigs? Dylan was going to have to figure a way out for himself and Iggy.
That definitely was going to take a while.
Maddy ran another hand through her hair. Where the hell could they be? Why would they leave her? As she stood near the desk where they were last seen at, she pondered what could have possibly happened.
They could have walked off. But, her reasonable part argued, they wouldn't be that idiotic to do that.
They could have been taken. But, there would have been some noise, so Maddy would've heard it. What else could have possibly happened? Her mind couldn't come up with anything logical enough to be possible.
"Hey!" A voice said. Maddy whipped around, to see a man staring at her. He was deeply tanned, with a deep soothing voice. She stared at him for a minute before the sensible part of her told her to look away. When she did, he had to question her again.
"Uh, what?" Maddy said, jamming her hands into her labcoat pocket. She really wasn't the best liar. Where was Dylan when you needed him?
"I said, what are you doing here?" He asked. His name was Jacob, as far as Maddy could tell. He grinned at her, as if knowing the fact that she was analyzing him.
"Why can't I be here?" Safe is better than sorry.
"I don't know. Shouldn't you be like, in a testing room or looking up information?"
"What makes you think that?" Oh, that boy made her put her hands on her hips. That's crossing the line.
"You're a scientist. It's what scientists do." Damn! Maddy mentally facepalmed herself. She forgot she was in disguise! What to do...how do I cover this up? She thought helplessly. How...?
"Can I ask you something?" Maddy said, walking up to the man. He stepped back, shocked, then took a step closer, arching his left eyebrow, and flashing a lopsided grin. Maddy placed a hand on his shoulder, batting her eyelashes for extra good measure. "Please tell me where the patients, Maximum Ride and Fang are," Maddy said. She mentally gave herself a point when he nodded and practically skipped over to the computer. She had done it!
His fingers flew over the keyboard. "Okay, Max is in C476, and it looks like Fang is in there too." He looked up at her, and grinned suggestively. "...Anything else you need?"
Maddy blushed and felt her fingers working nervously around each other in her pocket. Looking down, she mumbled a no and scurried down the hall, not wanting to see him or hear his reply.
Maddy laughed at her good luck. Karma was gonna get her back for sure, but for now, she was gonna go with the flow. What such good luck! Max and Fang in the same room! That will just quicken things up, she thought. How useful.
Now, what did Jacob say? Room C476. Maddy looked to the right and saw a door: B106. Whoa, Maddy thought. I'm a long way off.
Half an hour later, with sore legs and a sour mood, Maddy approached said door, C476. Why didn't she take the elevator? Oh, that's right, the damn elevators just had to be out.
Opening it cautiously, she peeked inside. There on a bench, was an odd black blob. What was that? It was moving slightly, and there were soft murmurs that Maddy could pick up with her enhanced hearing. Slowly, she stepped toward the figure, to finally figure out it was a man on the bench! He was almost hunched over, as if protecting something, and the black, was...his wings!
This man had wings!
She remined herself that his name was Fang. She eyed him carefully. Mmm, nice lean body, and silky black hair...
She shook her head. Now was so not the time to be ogling over men! She walked up to Fang, and tapped his shoulder.
Unfolding his wings slightly, she could see his head pop out. His dark eyes widened and then narrowed to slits. Tightening his wings around himself, he growled out a friendly greeting. "What the hell do you want, Labcoat?"
"Me? No, I'm-" She ripped off the labcoat. "-not a scientist. Somebody sent me here to get you and Maximum Ride out. Where is she?"
"How do I know you aren't lying?" His voice was impossibly deep and velvety, like he just like he won the prize of his dreams.
Maddy held out her badge, flipping it open.. "Maddy Swagger, secret agent. Where is Maximum?"
His eyes narrowed impossibly more, and slowly his wings unfolded. Maddy gasped, inside, there was a woman on his lap! She looked extremely disheveled, but she was beautiful. Her eyes caught your attention at first sight, and she had a natural model look to her. The disheveled look she had going, with her blonde curly hair that reached almost to her waist, was something Maddy could never pull off. She couldn't pull of any look that didn't scream: "Boring!"
She seemed extremely happy too. "Who are you?"
She sighed. Flipping open her badge again, she repeated her name and occupation. "Okay, let's go, we have to leave immediatly. But, I have to find Dylan, my partner, and-"
"We can't leave yet." Fang said, gently lifting Max off his lap and setting her on her feet. He carried her as if she was as fragile as an egg. "I must find Iggy, my brother."
Maddy grinned, and finished her sentence. "...Iggy."
Max and Fang nodded and sprinted towards the door. Stopping in time, Max looked back at Maddy and winked. "Come on," She said, her voice ringing like a wind chime. "What are you waiting for?"
(This is so fun to write! I'm going to Galveston for vacation this week! Sorry this chapter is so short. It isn't as long as I'd like it to be. D:)