A/N Greetings. So I haven't been busy, I just neglected the story. Whatever. . Not like anyone appeared to care. I go off the map for well over 50 days and yet nobody cared enough bug me. So, yeah. Enough of my negative side, it isn't very liked. This chapter is kind of... dark. However it hit over 3000 words, without the AN, and is the longest chapter I have ever written. In addition my dear beta, .AWESOMESS has been really busy so I gave her the chapter off. As for some news. This story is close to the end. Yes, my story that has no plot to speak of is almost over. Not that anyone will care. . I have figured out an ending and that will happen very quickly. I'm thinking this story will have only one to two more chapters. Enough of my negative babbling that only a handful of people will read and no one will care about. Enjoy the long, dark, unbeta'd chapter.

~Max~

"MAX! WAKE UP" two little pests screamed in my ear. Kids. I meant adorable kids. Yeah...

"SHUT UP" I screamed back, shoving them away.

"But Max!" Angel whined, "when are you going to tell us about your vision last night!" My eyes widened in shock. I didn't tell Angel about that.

"No! You thought it though!" My mouth gaped as I sat up in bed.

"What did I tell you about reading my thought, Angel," I said with a glare.

"THEN WAKE UP, MAX." she screamed this time dousing me with ice cold water. Pest number two, Nudge, stared at Angel.

"Angel! We agreed that that was to be saved in case our other plans failed!" she screeched now staring at me, fear across her face. But my eyes were honed in on Angel.

"ANGEL!" I screamed. And that is how this lovely day got started.

FLOCK MEETING IN THE LIVING ROOM, I yelled telepathically. Once everyone was settled in I started to talk.

"Okay, so here is what is going on. That moronic flock member that left us has been captured. Of course this doesn't surprise me in the least. So I feel it is our obligation to save his sorry butt because if we don't he will be killed," Iggy and Gazzy stared at me, well, Iggy tried too. You all have ten minutes to pack before we head to the School, I ordered telepathically.

"GET A MOVE ON IT," I yelled, spun on my heel, and walked out of the room leaving half the flock in a somewhat disarray.

~Fang~

I lifted my head up slowly, rubbing the bump beneath my black hair. My eyes darted from side to side taking in the room. I was sitting in an old style metal bar cage. The metal had began to chip and had rust spots. The stone block walls eerily closed off the outside. A metal door stood tall passcode lock and all. A dripping noise lead my eyes to water slowly falling in from a miniscule crack in the roof. The one light source in the room drifting in through a small caged window. Wiping my forehead I noticed the temperature. My wondering eyes led to a bright flashing small machine housing the light hummed quietly next to my cage, occasionally letting out a beep. Soft footsteps approaching the door signaled a new possibly dangerous presence. Quiet beeps crashed through the silence, the last one ending with a click.

"Subject 3117," said the whitecoat as he entered the room, "We had considerable trouble catching you." The thought of me making things difficult brought a grin to my face. A second whitecoat walked in and stood beside the first. I didn't bother taking in their appearances.

"Take him to testing room 2g." The second whitecoat said. Two erasers walked in. The first pushing an old wooden cart. The second walked over to my cage, with a grunt he lifted the cage and tossed it onto the cart. Outside the room was a stark white hallway that smelled of chemicals.

Passing several doors, that held the same color as the rest of the hall, we made our way to the room. A shrill scream penetrated my ears and my head snapped in it's direction. The cart stopped in the same moment. What I was staring at was a stark white door labeled, '2g.' The door creaked open on its old rusty hinges and a surgeon who looked like he just came from a horror movie set stepped out. His scrubs were caked with blood, some dry and some still fresh. He held a bloodied, rusty scalpel in one hand and a large trash bag in the other. Tossing it to one of the erasers he pulled out a pen and jotted some notes on a clipboard.

"That is to go for disposal right away." he ordered emotionlessly. The eraser caught it with ease, tossed it over his shoulder like Santa Clause and headed for a door at the end of the hallway. He nodded at the remaining eraser and I was pushed into the room. The inside was even worse than I imagined. On the left side of the room was a wall of bloodied, rusty tools. Some of them I noticed had power cords connected. Directly in front of me was a counter top and sink. On the right side was a flat steel operating table that also had blood on it. A tray was attached to the table and various needles of all kinds of colors were placed on it. Next to the bed was an oxygen tube, though it looked like it hadn't been used in years.

The eraser shoved me roughly to the table, my hands grabbing for it. The moment my fingers touched a chill raced up my spine. Numerous goose bump sprung out almost as if the table was warning me to run. I hurriedly spun on my heel only to receive a punch to the face. My wait still being centered on my heel, I spun back around and into the table. Blood dripped down my chin and and landed on it. I bent my left leg slightly, shifting all of my weight to it. I swung my right leg in a roundhouse kick. The wolf man advanced a step, caught my leg by the shin, and pushed up and to my right tossing my into the tool wall.

"You should just get on the table like a good little birdie," he said letting out a murderous chuckle. "We wouldn't want you getting hurt before the operation." I shot a glare his way. I dashed at him and brought my right fist back in a punch. He jumped to my left and assumed a roundhouse position. Catching his intended movement I dropped to my legs, sliding under his kick. I jumped to my feet, now behind him, and elbowed him in his spine. He stumbled forward and bent over letting out a tiny gasp. Not even giving him a moment recover, I came back at him and roundhosed him in the back of the neck. He crashed loudly into the tool wall and several of the instruments fell on him. He leaned over and picked up an evil looking blade. My widened eyes met his evil ones for a moment.

He charged at me, blade in hand, as my mind raced for a plan and my back to the table. Just as he brought the blade forward for a stab, I leapt backwards and planted my left foot on the operating table. His evil eyes landed on me for a second, widened in shock, as I brought my right leg forward in a kick. My foot connected with his chin and a sickly cracking noise echoed around the room, his pupils turning into a small dot. I landed softly in a crouch position. My eyes scanned the room to notice the white coat making a break for the door.

"Help!" he shouted aloud. "Subject is on the loose!" Instantaneously an ear piercing alarm sounded throughout the complex. Loud marching came from down the hall way as seemingly hundreds of feet traveled this way. My eyes darted to quickly take in the room. My mind raced to remember a possible escape route. Giving up, I dashed out of the room and made a left down the hall. Rooms passed my field of vision as sprinted away from the erasers.

Just as I had put some decent distance between us a door opened and a smacked right into. The familiar tingle of my nose followed by piercing pain alerted me it was broken. I stared into the eyes of a very familiar whitecoat that I once would have seen as a father figure, however, now as just a traitor. My stare turned to a deep glare as he held out a hand.

"Fang, we have no time for this we have to get you out of here," he spoke, "follow me." He roughly pulled me up by the arm and ran into the room. Having no other choice but to follow him, I chased after. He ran up to the wall opposite the door and knocked on it. The wall sunk in a ways and slid to the left revealing a small narrow passage way.

"Jeb, no way am I going in there," I stated.

"You will if you want to live," he stated coldly. I nodded and ran into the passage. It's almost like the designers of this building had just watched an old school horror film. The passage was dimly lit and there were cobwebs everywhere. In addition to that, the walls were made of a jagged uneven stone that had developed a coat of green slime. We eventually made it to a split in the tunnel. There was a total of three separate tunnels splitting off from the main.

"The right on," he told me. I nodded again and went down the right one hoping that it was actually the right one. The tunnel gradually tapered in until we were forced to walk sideways through it.

"Your sure this is the right path?" I questioned as I felt the floor start to decline down, leading us even deeper underground.

"It is, the left path is a spike trap and the center drops you into molten rock." Now this tunnel really is like a horror movie. "STOP NOW," he shouted urgently and I immediately stopped. A split second later and a spikes propelled themselves across to the other wall.

"When they retract run to the opening at the end of the tunnel," he said still with an urgent tone. They pulled back and I did as instructed. At the end of the tunnel I found myself in a valley. My gaze swept the new landscape. A valley. A valley that could have meant my freedom from this cursed place. I turned around and noticed Jeb was no longer at my side. I ran further into the valley and opened up my wings. Looking into the sky I saw five familiar silhouettes coming my way.

The flock came for me. I jumped into the air and just as I was about to yell to them a winged eraser came out of seemingly no where and crashed into me taking us both to the ground. I landed painfully on my left arm, twisting it at an unnatural angle. The crack of a bone breaking rung in my ears as pain shot up my arm. I brought myself to my feet, the eraser doing the same. His eyes darted to my injured limb and a sickly smile crossed it's face. Letting out an animal like growl, he lunged for me making sure to go for my left side. I dodged to my left allowing my right side to be exposed for an attack but at the same time setting up my own attack. As I thought he swiped at my right arm. I spun clockwise and made a chop at his spine. He hit the ground and tumbled and after a moment, stood up weekly, obviously in pain.

Another grin crossed his face as a second eraser barreled into me, hitting my broken left arm. I crashed into the ground, the momentum rolling me across the it. I jumped to my feet as the two erasers charged me at the same time. I ran at the one on the left and kneed him in the gut. Taking advantage of his temporary pause I turned to the right one and threw an uppercut to his chin. I turned back to the left one and socked him in the jaw and then roundhouse kicked the right one. I took a quick step back and threw a jab at the left one's neck. As he collapsed in pain the right one leapt at me and I elbowed him in the stomach. I launched another roundhouse aimed at the left eraser knocking him to the ground, wheezing. I spun back to the right one, who was hunched over holding his stomach, and chopped at his neck knocking him down.

"Over there!" a voice called and I looked up to see Max and the flock coming for a landing. FANG BEHIND YOU, Max screamed in my head. I quickly spun shifting my weight behind me to lessen the incoming punch. As if on cue a solid punch struck me in the gut knocking me on my back. Several loud shots immediately followed and the flock dropped out of the sky crash landing at my side. They had metal prongs stuck in their sides that looked like a high powered version of a taser. The eraser bent over and lifted me up by the head.

"Now were you trying to escape? I sure hope you weren't, for your sake," he said mockingly, "but, just in case you will get to have a preview of what is to come," he said and pulled back a fist. Now I was his punching bag. He started repeatedly punching me in the stomach. Blow after blow. Punch after punch. I coughed out blood. He launched one last punch to me stomach and then stared me in the eyes.

"Good night, little birdie," he said bringing back his fist one last time. Punching me as hard as he could in the face, I blacked out. The world dimming to blackness. I could faintly here a scream...

~Max~

I picked up on Fang's thoughts as we crossed over a small valley and I looked down. Using my raptor vision I focused in on him. He was favoring his left arm and taking on two erasers at once. He brought them both down and started looking around. An eraser sprinted at him from behind. My eyes widened. FANG BEHIND YOU, I screamed telepathically. He spun around shifting his weight as if to lower the strength of a punch and immediately he was brought down to the ground. I started dropping to his aid but a bunch of loud shots rung out. Electricity entered my body, stunning my muscles. I fell to the ground and crashed right next to him as did the rest of the flock.

The eraser marched up to us, his eyes full of fury. He leaned over menacingly and grasped Fangs head, lifting him up in the air. He pulled back his arm and started repeatedly punching him in the gut. I turned my head around trying to find what is sending the electricity into me. As my eyes raked down my body I could just barely make out a metal barb that had stuck into my side. I struggled just to move my arm, desperately trying to grasp the device.

"Good night, little birdie," he said. I glanced over to it just in time to see him bring back his fist, punching Fang in the jaw. His eyes glazed over as his body went limp in the arms of the beast.

"NO!" I screamed helplessly. I have to save him, I told myself. I have to save them all. Rage building up inside me I finally grabbed the end of it and yanked it out. The electricity ceased and my strength returned. I don't care what Fang did. Nor do I care about his whole reasoning. I have to save him. Jumping to my feet, I immediately threw an uppercut to his chin.

"Oh, how cute. The little birdie is trying to save her friend," he said taking a step back, "I think I'll have some fun with this fight." I shot a glare at him. If you know what's best for you you'll run back to that little base of yours and save me the trouble of kicking it all the way there, I said telepathically. His eyes narrowed and he charged me. I dug my feet securely into the ground and held out my arms, ready to stop him. He barreled into me, but I was ready. I placed my hands firmly on his chest and pushed against him. His thoughts full of confusion as I started to push him back.

"I'm not exactly just another bird kid, wolf man," I grounded out. His eyes once again narrowed. He brought back his knee and elbowed me in the chest. My strength faltered for a moment and any leverage I had against him was now gone as he jabbed me in the stomach and punched me in the face. I feel backwards and my back landed on a jagged rock. I screamed in pain and he towered over me.

"What happened to your fire little girl, your spark. Or maybe you re just another bird kid," he taunted.I gritted my teeth, heaving myself upright. He wants my fury back, well he is going to get it. He launched another punch, almost catching me off guard. I quickly ducked under it and slammed my elbow into his gut. He winced a little and I brought my knee into his gut. He took a step back and I roundhouse kicked him in the gut. I raised my right fist as he staggered and I punched him in the right eye.

"You," I grounded out, punching him in the other eye. He staggered farther back, almost collapsing.

"Will," I sent another round house into his gut as I continued to ground out my sentence.

"Regret," I grabbed him by the neck and brought my knee up while bringing his head down into it. His eyes seemed to start to glaze over.

"That," I finally finished as I advanced a step and rammed my shoulder into his chest. His body collapsed onto me, eyes unfocused and breathing coming to a stop. I looked over to the rest of the flock who were all now knocked out.

"And you will regret that," a voice said behind me. I started to look behind me when something hard slammed into the back of my head. I was launched forward and slid into the ground. My vision went blurry and I started to feel really weak. The world around me darkened and my senses dulled. A laugh pierced my ears as I passed out.

My eyes opened slowly, still unfocused. The light was no longer natural and the air was stale. I tried to stand up but I bumped my head on a set of metal bars. I looked around, eyes still unfocused. Confusion dominated my thoughts as I tried to figure out where I was. My eyes slowly and finally came into focus and I saw the familiar surroundings of the School. My eyes darted around trying to sight the flock. I tried to sweep the area with my mind but I was at a loss. I couldn't hear any thoughts at all. I tried to move something in the room telekinetically but yet again, I couldn't. I frowned in confusion and looked around. It was a small room and it was quite warm. The ground was worn out carpet and the walls were blackened from years of experiments. A needle lay in a tray next to me cage and a mirror was propped up next to it. What I saw shocked me. It was me... The old me.

End A/N Okay. That was the chapter. Long and dark. Also I forgot to say that I changed my Pen Name. It is now TheSilentListener. Most prefer me to be silent. . Okay, review and comment on my sucky chapter. Farewell.

~TheSilentListener~