So I'm not sure how that turned out. It was a lot shorter than I imagined but hey, at least I updated. I'm not so good with the whole "fighting thing" so please bare with me. RnR?

It's been forever. I realize this. I really do. I know you may want to kill me but hear me out. School just started, and on top of that, I've been at the lake all labor day with no internet connection. I'M SORRY!

Disclaimer: Me no own Maximum Ride. Not even 1%,

The Eraser grabbed me, not a soft grab, but a gut wrenching, slice you in half kind of thing. They broke through the glasses and stormed out. I hung my head. I was going to die, I wish I was anyway. A death is much more easy than that horrid place.

"We will get you Iggy! I promise!" Max shouted. "I'll get you if it's the last thing I ever do!"

I smiled weakly. At least they were going to try. I just hoped that they wouldn't end up stuck there. That was the last thing I heard that night, seeing as the Eraser accidentally shoved my head against the door frame, and I blacked out.

-George screamed "Iggy no!" George loves Iggy-

My head was swimmy, as if I had spun around for an hour. I tried to sit up, but I was held back in restraints. It was probably a good thing, I think I might have puked.

It all flashed back. Me leaving in Ella's place, Max screaming. I can't actually believe I went. I knew I was going to die, and I gave up just like that.

God my head was going to explode. Not to mention the open gashes all around my body.

My arms and legs were wet with blood. I tried sitting up again.

"Ah, Iggy. That is your name, correct?" Someone nearly made me pee myself. Typically my hearing is better than, well anyone's, but I seriously did not see that coming.

I managed a choked gasp. "I prefer to be called R2D2." It came out sounding like "Immberfer."

"Listen, Iggy. I'm not going to sugar coat anything. Your stuck here. Your friends aren't coming for you. And more than likely our experiments will kill you in a long drawn out way."

That's a great way to start my day here.

I probably would have tried to retort back but all I could do was let out a low moan. He had tightened my restraints so tight I was gasping for breath.

"You don't need to know my name, or anything about me. But rest assured. I know everything about you. I know how your nothing to "the flock" . You cook and clean, just like a common maid. Even the younger kids are more helpful. Pretty pathetic." his voice was deep, but shaken. He sounded older, mid-sixties possibly.

I bit my lip. He squeezed my restraints again.

"Not to mention your little problem.' I felt him poking around my eyes.

"Have you ever heard of the term liability? You should probably look it up."

In a strange way, I believed the older man. I mean it's not like he's wrong about any of this. I just hate admitting it.

"Iggy?" He turned to me.

I bit my lip harder as he was practically squeezing me to death. I felt blood trickling down my chin.

"See Ig. We aren't going to treat you how we treated you when you were younger. That wouldn't be fair. After all, your older and your body has matured. You definitely deserve harder punishment."

Punishment? For what? Living?

"For escaping." It seemed as if the older man could read my mind.

"Oh yes Iggy. I can. And much, much more." His said ominously.

Well crap.

He laughed softly, squeezing me tighter. I was gasping for breath by now.

"And Iggy, I lied earlier. You aren't going to die. Not at all. But believe me, you are going to wish, pray even, that you would. Death would be such an easy option. But what your going to endure, I wouldn't wish upon anyone. Anyone except you." He paused. "How does it feel to be nothing more than a mistake?"

With that I had no answer.

I know that was kinda short and all but I really will update sooner. I promise. Didn't really love this chapter. Your feelings? RnR?