Hello everyone and thank you for the feedback, I really like hearing from you guys. To answer some questions I'll have Max and the rest of the flock, minus Iggy of course, meet in the next chapter. And I still won't write same sex couples because even though it's just switching genders I still feel uncomfortable doing it. I'm still not discriminating but it's my decision. Now that we got that out of the way, I am willing to put other OCs if you want me to, but they will probably be more of side characters like another mutant at The Harbor or one of their lab workers. If you have any ideas or suggestions on how to make this story better I'm always willing to listen. ON WITH THE STORY!

I awoke to a disturbance in one of the labs next to my cell. The sounds of screaming and pain echoed through the narrow hall. This was not unusual in a place where kids are abused constantly. The scream although were new, unlike the tired howls of the residents of The Harbor, these cries were energized and strong.

I like through the window of my door and could see the lab table. The scientist had standard equipment on the tables, nothing too bizarre in this place. It was most likely was just a check up, and by that I meant numerous tests to see what and where the effects of their experiments were.

The whitecoats moved a lab chair to a place where the other experiments could see, like they wanted us to watch. It was a boy, he had to unfocused eyes that were covered by strawberry blond locks that stood out when compared to his pale skin.

I could see bruises and scratches, he must of been captured recently, his head turned and looked directly at mine. I knew he couldn't see me, but he looked strong. I envied his stamina, most of us could only go about ten minutes without passing out.

By looking at the tools it looked like he was at stage three. That's when they test brain function and capability, that was by far the worst one. That's where they jam special needles in your skull and put it at varying types of temperatures, vibration, and suffering.

He turned his head and faced mine. I knew he couldn't see me, but the look in his eyes said that he needed help, and that he needed it soon. It killed me seeing him and not being able to do anything. I hated this place, I hated the way they treated us like we were their property. Like we were just things to be manipulated, to be beaten, to be scarred, to be forgotten, to be nothing.

I had to get myself and the other experiments out of here, or die trying to help the rest.

I woke up sore and exhausted, my wrists were tied and I was wearing an oxygen mask. I heard lab equipment and machinery. This was one of the many instances where I wish I wasn't blind. This felt just like when I woke up the first time will a world of permanent darkness. I was just as frightened as I was now. Waking up and screaming for help, hoping someone would fix me.

I was lucky to have Max and Fang there, they calmed me down and guided me through the rest of our time at The School. I wished I didn't leave, they were right. I couldn't survive in my own, I was a helpless child without them.

Before I could continue in my loathing session, I heard the lab doors open and someone entered. I heard, what I assumed to be high heels, steps approaching me. The steps got louder and louder until they were right in front of me.

"Hello number 53." A feminine voice spoke trying to sound kind but it was soaked in wickedness."You put up a good fight yesterday, I expected you to go down much quicker."

"Why sound so surprised, wasn't I suppose to be superhuman? Or is that another one of those mistakes I hear so much about." I questioned. I was a master of The Way of Max.

"We don't make mistakes, we make progress." Ugh, she sounded like a principal

"I count count about a million, want to hear the first one?"

"Please tell me." Sarcasm oozed out of her mouth like tar

"Taking innocent children and using them for own personal science projects." I barked trying to sound as harsh as I could. She took a moment to respond, I could feel the heat coming off of her, I wondered if this was the "sauna" that Nudge always talks about.

"You are just like my son, ungrateful for the gifts that we have given you. You will get to know him while you're here. I hope his silent attitude rubs off on you." I heard her turn a knob on my tank, and the room got hazy until I turned unconscious.

"You'll get use to it," The voice rang in my ears "We all do eventually." I got out of the bed I was in feeling my bare feet on the cold concrete floor.

"Get use to what?"

"The experiments, waking up not knowing where you are or when the next session will be." His voice was squeaky and wavering, sounding like a kid turning into a teenager. I recognized his awkwardness and felt the same.

"Who are you?"

"Xander, Xander Guards, I rather be called something else but it's my only option." He admitted.

"Well I'm-"

"Iggy, I already know my mother explained."

"So Miss In Charge is your mom?"

"She's not the boss, though she likes to think so. I'm sorry for the pain she caused you, I don't know why she does."

"It's fine, this isn't my first rodeo." I joked doing a bad cowboy accent.

"A rode-what?" I should've known he wouldn't have gotten that joke. He must of been here his whole life.

"Never mind, why are you here and not in a mansion or something?"

"I'm like you, I have wings and can fly circles around people. My parents did this to me wanted me to be the best of the human species, until they saw me as a freak and a failure. Now they can't even look me in the eyes without disgust." I was shocked on how cruel some parents could be, all mine did was try to exploit my story for profit.

"Man, that makes what I've been through look like child's play."

"What have you been through?" I smiled and told the story about me and the flock and how we where destined to save the world.

Ugh, sorry I couldn't think of a better ending. I had to end it somewhere. See you next chapter! Peace.