Hey guys, guess what? IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!

Fang: No it isn't.

Me: Well, it was yesterday, when I was going to originally post this, but I ran out of time for the A/N.

And I'm sorry I didn't update sooner, but I have a list of excuses: My grandfather has been in the hospital for hallucinations and brain deterioration, I go stitches two weeks ago and only recently got them out, I just had my birthday, and Christmas preparation. I've been busy.

I apologize for the short chapter. I'll update more than once over Christmas break.

Shout-outs to: galeprimrue, Sparta/flash5335, and Sierra 156 (for this chapter and last).

The next day was awkward, for all of us. Fang and I kept discreetly glancing at each other. Occasionally, I would glance at Dylan, only to find him and Maya looking at each other. Meanwhile, Ella kept sneaking glances at each Iggy, and Nudge and Holden wouldn't stop staring at each other. Then there was Ratchet and Star. Overall, it felt like we were caught in a giant love web.
We were standing in a group, waiting for the Director. Out of the corner of my mind, I realized we were losing the little freedom had left.
And, I was losing my position as leader to a whitecoat.
Life sucks.
While we waited for him I mulled over my increasingly complicated love life. The whitecoats had to ruin everything for me, even that.
A freaking hour later, he finally arrived, an annoying smirk on his face.
"Good morning, Max. I have good news. Our Intel shows-"
"I don't give a shit!" I whirled around to a furious Fang. I was shocked. He rarely lost his temper like this.
"We're perfectly fine on our own. We don't need you around!" He turned to me. "Why the hell are we even here? Why are we -you- taking orders from him?" He spat out the last word. He turned back to the Director. "I want out."
The Director was caught off guard. "Excuse me?"
Fang repeated himself very slowly. "I. Want. Out."
The Director's eyes narrowed. He stared at me. "Do you agree with what he said?"
I was taken aback. "Oh, umm..."
I looked around at everyone else. They all nodded. "Yes. I do."
"Very well. Guards!" He began grinning. "Hello, Max. Welcome to the headquarters of the Doomsday Group." He began laughing, and men around the room turned into Erasers and various other mutants. They ran over to us, and in our shock, they managed to pick us up and drag us into dog crates.
The Director was clearly trying to make this harder on us. The Flock's cages were arranged exactly as they were while we were in the school. Fang and Angel on either side of me, and Nudge, Iggy, and Gazzy on top. Across from us was everyone else, also caged.
All because I'd let them down. Maybe Angel hade been right.
Maybe I wasn't fit to be leader.

Well, it was short but important. I really just wanted to post something.

And I was considering lengthening this chapter and making it the last one, but I decided against it. Nonetheless, we are approaching the end. Probably just a few more chapters to go. Can I hit 50 reviews before then? 11 to go!

Review? For my birthday?

-MaximumX and Fang