Yes Another Chapter done!

Most of you think you know who it is.

And your all really sure of yourselves too. Maybe Emo kid was pressing it.

Fang's not the only one with black hair!

Anyway, Enjoy!

Unknown's POV

I had to tell her. But then everything would be ruined, she wouldn't let me do it. Maybe if I silently whispered it to her, she would understand. No, that wouldn't work. In fact it would probably make it worse. But I had no time left. And maybe this time when I tried to tell her, I wouldn't be interrupted by stupid visions.

Max's POV

"MaAx." A voice was calling to me. I rolled over and covered my ears with my arms.

"Busy sleeping, please leave a message." I moaned before adding a long beeeeep to the end of my sentence. I heard Fang sigh loudly and smirked. "What do you want?" I said finally, rolling back over to face him. He had a serious look on his face, but his eyes weren't straying.

"It's about what we we're talking about, last night." He said. Time to be serious Max. I eyed him cautiously, but he wasn't hesitating in the least. Something must have been up.

"What about it?" I asked cautiously while sitting up. His eyes were locked on mine pensively. It was off-putting, which was strange. I didn't usually mind it; in fact it was calming feeling to know he was watching me. But now, it felt different, grim in a sort of way. I let my eyes wander around uncomfortably, taking in little details, like the fact his hair was about two inches from reaching his shoulders, his shirt looked more grey than black because of all the grime in the room, and he was wearing different shoes than two years ago. I mean they didn't look that different, but they were definitely bigger, by like, an entire size. Where did he get them? He better not have stolen them or he would get an earful lat-

"Max, did you hear me?" He asked suddenly. My eyes snapped back up to his face. His head was cocked at me as I stared obliviously at him. I could see a hint of agitation in his eyes. "You weren't listening were you?" He asked, but he clearly already knew the answer.

"What?" I demanded, feeling calmer now that his stares were back to normal, as in -so annoyed with my lack of whatever that he feels the need to glare at me- stare. Yes, I got those kinds of stares from him the most. He sighed, holding his head with on of his hands. Man was I good at annoying people. I'm pretty sure Jace's temples had more skin on them when we first met. I wouldn't be surprised if he had lost a few layers just by rubbing them so much.

"You know how the air vents are bigger, here. Because of the-" He started but I groaned loudly at the end of his sentence.

"Yes, I know what air vents are for, Fang. What about it?" I said. It's not like I was stupid, and he knew that. He glared at me again, but I was getting frustrated with him. "Are you going to say something, or are we just going to sit here?" I asked, but all I got in response was an eye roll.

"Max, you should at least try to listen. He told me before, it's a well thought out plan." A certain temple rubber scolded from beside me. I turned in shock to Jace who by the way, wasn't even looking at me.

"Don't you have some moaping to do?" I snapped harshly before turning back to Fang. "And you, you told him before me?" I said, annoyed. Why did everyone feel like I needed to be the last one to know about everything?

"And what exactly is wrong with that?" Jace demanded just as Fang told me, "I would've told you earlier, but as we observed, you were pretty occupied with sleeping on your ass." I balled up my fists as I glared harder at Fang. Obviously something was on his nerves and now he was getting on mine.

"Waz going on?" I heard Nudge yawning as I sucked in a breath.

"Here we go." Iggy muttered as I opened my mouth. Forget the shoes; Fang could get his earful right now.

What could be heard in the echoic room of cages that day:

Max: "Sleeping on my ass? Is that your wonderful excuse for never telling me anything? May I remind you that we aren't at a summer camp. If I'm sleeping then you wake me up. What are you, an idiot? You certainly didn't have any trouble with waking me up before, especially when it was just for me to deal with the kids when you didn't want to."

Zen: "Um... Max?"

Max: "And another thing, I don't really think you're striking the proper tone with me lately. I didn't ask to be put on a pedestal and you don't treat me like that. But you aren't on one either, so that gives you no right to talk down to me."

Nudge: "Gazzy, what's going on?" (Whispered)

Gazzy: Dunno.

Iggy: "She's PMS-ing" (Whispered)

Caige: "Max, Max!"

Jace: "Not the best time Caige."

Max: "I don't really think you know when the best time for anything is Mr. Bipolar. In case you haven't noticed I could've used your help over the last week."

Zen: "Max, I really have to tell you someth-

Caige: "Max, there's some-

Zen: "Caige wait your turn!"

Caige: "But it's important!"

Harmony: "Max, maybe you should lie down, your face is really red."

Max: "If you want me to lie down, then tell them all to shut up!"

Harmony: "I'm not supposed to say that though."

Scholar: "I can help with that."

Crest: "Scholar, maybe you shouldn't-"

Iggy: "GUYS SHUT-

Fang: "Shut up, Iggy."

Zen: "I really need to tell you somethi-

Max: "So exactly why did you tell Jace before me?"

Jace: "And why is that such a problem?"

Fang: "Do you want me to tell you now since you're so pissed about it?"

Max: "I don't wanna hear it!"

Fang: "Honestly!"

Crest:" Maybe we should all just try to settle-"

Scholar: "You're not helping anything Crest, so shut your trap!"

Caige: "Guys..."

Nudge: "Maybe we should-"

Max: "I don't even care about what you were trying to tell me!"

Zen: "Max-"

Fang: "Thank you for stating that a third time."

Jace: "Would you two stop yelling at each other?"

Scholar: "Because more yelling is really going to stop all the yelling."

Crest: "Scholar!"

Max: "Piss off Jace!"

Caige: "Guys..."

Iggy: "Real mature, Max."

Max: "Piss off Iggy!"

Caige: "GUYS! Someone's at the-"

The doors opened with a bright flash, silencing everybody. And who should walk in but the demon with unknown morals. The girl I couldn't read anymore. "door." Caige finished quietly. I glared at Angel as she walked in front of me. "Morning." She said with a slight smile. I gawked sarcastically.

"Someone's had their morning coffee!" I exclaimed before I shut my face down. I'd just become completely sick of speaking with Angel, it was too boring to bother with anymore. But she continued to look at me with a blank and fake expression.

"Big day today. I hope you're ready." She said before skipping off again to the door, waiting for it to open. And it did, making way for another chipper individual. "Good morning Maximum." Jeb said as he clapped his hands together, making his way over to me.

"Well don't you two make a darling pair? When I get a time machine, remind me to send you back to the sixties." I said annoyed with the way they were acting like we weren't the freaks sitting in cages.

"No time for chatter Max. We've got work to do." He said, pulling out a small walkie-talkie. "Yes this is Batchelder. We're going to need..." He paused, covering the speaker and turning to me. "Do you plan on struggling today?" He asked. I gave him a bright smile.

"Take a good guess." I said in a tone unmatchable to my smile. He nodded and continued to speak unphased. "Twenty-five security personal." He said before hooking the speaker back onto his belt. "I'm sure you're wondering just what we're testing today." He continued. Let me take a good guess, you'll pull us forcefully from cages before strapping us down onto cold metal beds. Then you'll do some inhumane test while we're still awake, not really caring if we feel pain or even survive.

"The blood tests in your stream have proved to be quite effective. If we extract the ability genes from the blood cells, we can insert them all into your system and make you the ultimate genetic mutation." He explained excitedly. Well, look who stands corrected.

"Let me get this straight." I said going over the facts. "You're going to take ten different types of blood and basically force me to adapt to them?" I asked, basically mocking the experiment. He gave me a strange look.

"In a sense, I suppose you could refer to it that way." He said cautiously.

"You can't be serious." Fang actually spoke up this time. But the aggravating look was gone from his eyes as his face returned to stone. A very angry stone. "You'll kill her." He said slowly, annunciating as if he needed to speak dilatorily to make him understand.

But even through his efforts, Jeb remained unphased. "That's what testing and experiments are for." He said with a smile. The way he moved and spoke, if you didn't speak English you would've thought he was just talking about the whether. But the insane man just tapped his hand gently on the top of Jace's cage. "We wouldn't want her to go through it alone," he said looking at Fang and then to Jace. "Would we?"

I watched as both their eyes widened. They looked at each other, and then glanced at me, but I could only stare back, too shocked to move. "Jace, Fang, Maximum," Jeb said as if summing up a speech. "Welcome to Experiment: Ultimate."