A/N: I know that I was hoping not to take forever to update. But I find it hard to make time to. So I'm mass-updating during Christmas Break since Kimper currently has a power-outage due to a buttload of snow. (N)
You Be The Anchor That Keeps My Feet On The Ground,
I'll Be The Wings That Keep Your Heart In The Clouds
I woke up to a teeth-rattling shake from Iggy. What could be so wrong that I had to be woke up that way? Well, it must be pretty serious cause Iggy would never do that. Right?
"Fang, I can't find Max." His sightless eyes looked extremely worried.
I glanced around, looking for some sign from her. That she was alright despite all this. "Maybe she went for a walk or something."
He shook his head, but what I didn't understand is why. "She never woke me up for my watch."
That's when I knew she was gone.
I was stuck in a dog crate, again. I couldn't even begin to tell you how irritated I am. First, they take me to this place, very similar to the School and the Institute, except I'd never been to this place. So, that was a dead give away that it wasn't either of those places.
Scientists were stopping by my 2 by 3 crate every five minutes. Why, you ask? They apparently think that I'm going to escape or something. I wonder what gave them that idea.
"Go get Experiment 23. We have some tests to run on it." What really ticks me off is, they know that I go by a name, though they insist on calling me things like, 'Experiment 23,' and, 'it.' I have to admit, going through this situation God knows how many times does not give you more patience for it. For example, I'm already tempted to fight my way single-handedly out of this place.
Some guy, barely twenty if that, came to get me for the tests. I wonder what they could possibly do this time.
"Fang?" I tried to be really quiet when I talked to him because I could tell without reading his mind that he was quite upset about Max.
The only response I got was a glance up at me so that I would know that he was listening to me.
I wasn't sure what to say now, because about anything that I could say would probably upset him. "Uh..."
He was consistently looking at me now, no glances. "What is it?"
Then I started crying, and it made me so mad that I was crying, why couldn't I be more like Max?
The good scientists decided to knock me out this time before they started poking and prodding me. I considered that a good thing until I got back to my crate and I had a pounding headache.
So, being the idiot that I am I decided to ask the kind scientist who locked me back up why exactly my head felt near imploding.
"We replaced a section of your brain." He seemed really calm about that.
I, on the other hand, was near hyperventilation. "Uh, what?"
"Part of your brain has been replaced."
There wasn't a feather on my body that thought that would turn out to be a good thing. I could never go back to the flock. It would be too much of a risk. Way too big a risk.
Angel suddenly broke down into tears in front of me, and I honestly wasn't sure what to do. I couldn't comfort her like I do Max, that would be all too weird. So, I did the only thing I could do.
I picked Angel up much like I was her father or something, and the be honest I'll probably be the closest thing she'll ever get to one. I didn't say a word to her, I didn't know what would and wouldn't set her off, so I just sat there holding her and I let her cry.
"Fang?" I wasn't sure if she was actually going to talk this time or cry some more. So, I just looked at her. "Are we gonna go find Max?"
"Of course." That statement relieved both Angel and me. We would find Max. Even if it was the last thing we ever did.
Angel looked up at me, having read my thoughts more than likely, "Um, I was kinda hoping that we'd save her without dying."
I had to smirk at that, "We'll try our best."
"We'll succeed," she smiled, "I know we will."