You know what, I've changed my mind. Since no one gave recommendations on which character to kidnap, I've decided that the first recommendation I like is who I'll kidnap. Basically, anyone but a whitecoat.

Oh, and the Louisiana line is referring to a quote in Saving the World and Other Extreme Sports. "Louisiana: the state road maintenance forgot."

Shout-out to: Sierra156

You'd think that I'd have learned how to drive by know. It's only a skill I've used how many times now?

I guess I could drive, but I had struggled to drive just us. There was no way I could lead another car there in one piece. I'd have to be extremely lucky. I grabbed the steering wheel and noticed the gas gauge almost at E.

Great. I was driving across the country in a pink van that I didn't know how to drive with an empty tank. I could only hope that New York's roads were better than Louisiana's.

"Here goes nothing," I muttered. I put my foot on the gas pedal, and slowly eased forward. I edged my way to some back roads to avoid the highway. They tend to get cluttered after bombings.

I sped up on the small, windy road. We had seen no one so far. I hit 60…70…75…

I looked back to check that Fang was still following when CRASH!

A black SUV rammed into the front of the car, our windows disintegrating and shards of glass flying at our faces. The crash stopped the car, and my face flew into the airbag. Behind us, I felt us get hit again, as our car rocked again. Fang hadn't been able to stop in time.

"Report," I moaned, my voice sounding strange. I probably had a broken nose, based on the blood pouring out of it. I'd need to get it set soon.

"Couple scratches, but I'm fine," Dylan replied.

"Nothing serious here," Iggy said.

"Same," Gazzy piped up.

"I'm fine," Nudge reported.

"Same. Wait, Max, lookout!" Angel screamed.

I whirled around. Untouched Erasers were filing out of the car. Crap. "OUT, NOW!" I screamed as I jumped out of the van. In one fluid motion, I punched an Eraser in the face, whirled into a roundhouse kick to the gut of another, and clapped my hands around the ears of another.

Just then, an Eraser grabbed me around the neck and started strangling me. I tried to force the hands off, when I realized that they weren't covered in fur.

"I failed one time, Max," Angel hissed into my ear. My lungs started gasping for air. My vision became blurry. "I will not fail again." I was becoming incredibly dizzy from the lack of oxygen. Then, Angel let go. I saw her hands fly to her neck, and the rest of the Flock and Fang's Gang copied her. There were darts sticking into their necks. We had fallen into a trap. I felt a dart thud into my own neck, and the last thing I saw before darkness took over were Erasers carrying everyone else, and then myself, into a large, dark van that had just pulled up.

Okay, I lied last chapter. Next chapter is where it gets good. This was just a filler, and I apologize. Nonetheless, R&R.