Forever or Never

Let's Escape

A/N--- This is going to be my last Jannice/Lily/1D fan fiction because Zayn left 1D. i wouldn't have written this one, but i'd already started before that happened, and because i feel like this is one of my best story ideas. i have actually finished writing the story on paper, it's just about how fast i can type it up (;

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Jan's POV~

It was all to familliar. The dark silence, and the dark room. The smell of disinfectant tickled my nose like it had my whole life. All16 years. Well, approximetaly. Technically i didn't know when i was born. Or if i was born, for that matter. Maybe i was just created. Created from a test tube and a bunch of high-tech equipment. Oh, yeah, and by the scientists--oops, i mean geneticists that had been taking care of me my whole life. And by 'taking care of 'i meant experimenting on me like a labe rat. i spent hours everday running thought obstacle courses, taking pills and medicine, oh, and exams. You kis out there? Lucky ducks. Your pop quizes in school? Psh, and you complain? Do you get a jolting shock if you even start going the wrong way? Do you get a whip? Didn't think so. i'd rather be grounded from a phone then this. Be grateful.

What's worse? i couldn't even shout "Please! i'm only human! i have feelings, too!"

First off, if i shouted at all, i got a no food for a day. Secondly, i wasn't only human. i'm 98% human, and 2% avian. From the untrained eye i look like your regular teenage girl--minus the punctures in my arms from experimental alteration and shots.

And, of 'course i was covered in bruises from beatings. But, if i wigled my shoulders a bit: SURPRISE! Wings! And yes, they work. At least, i think? i've never actually tried, but they're 15ft, so i assume. Plus, i have hollow bones like birds. ep-i'm a mutant freak. Or a 'scientific success' if you'd rather be one of Them. The geneticists i like to call 'whitecoats'. i wasn't the only bird kid, though. Not the only successful one. I'm kind of the leader. Probably because i'm the oldest girl. Not the oldest, though. There were 7 of us, total. Niall, Louis, Liam, Harry, Zayn, Lily, and me--Jannice. We all are made to stay in dog crates for big dogs. But still, it's hard to sit up. By hard, i mean impossible. We're all kind of jumbled together in two rows. i'm in-between Lily and Liam, and Harry's on the other side of Lily. Touching our crates are Louis, Niall (Who's against my crate), and Zayn. The boys are in there early 20's we think, and Lily, we think, was made approximetaly 4 months after me.

We'd all just gotten back from more experiments. Oh, yeah, and we'd just gotten our lunch thrown into our crate. Except me, coz i screamed when i'd seen them bring out a dying experiment. Some kind of 3-eyes child covered in scales and bleeding to death.

So my punishment was no lunch. Not that Mold A La Bread with cold soup was good, but it was definately appreciated. The bird i n us made us need to eat at least 3,000 calories a day, which was not happening by a land slide.

All of us were silent, and in pain from our new shots and testings all morning, which had CONVENIATELY made us skip breakfast, so my stomach was in an outrage.

The other 6 sat quietly cross-legged try ing to force the nastiness down their throat, but i silently crawled to the back of my crate (Not the part against Liam or Niall) and hugged my knees. i was glad the others were getting food--even if i couldn't. They come first.

My head dropped to my arms as my stomach warned me again of its hunger needs. But here's a i taught myself: Pain is just a message, and you can ignore a message.

I felt gentl fingers tap my shoulder, and of 'course my head flew up and my hands clenched.

It's sad, know. But it was only Liam.

My fingers relaxed, and quickly, i wiped my eyes, which had started to tear up. Yes, the bars on our cages were wide enough to stick a hand thought, but they were also lock by a pad which sensed finger prints.

i wedged over to the edge of my cage as tight as i could to be as close as possible to Liam.

Liam, as usual, wore black. He's also as silent as they come, but just because he's a concealed personality. Not because the whitecoats had tried altering his voice and muted him--like they had other experiments.

WIth weak fingers, he scooped up some soup with a hand and held it to my lips.

Some scientists had thrown a spoon at him, which had made him spooked of them. Understandable in our shoes,

i shook my head. "No. You're 22. You have to eat more"

A frown crossed his expression, and he looked at his soup-filled hand. "You'll starve, and you know it"

i couldn't argue with that...

Take it, said a voice.

Clenching my fists again, i looked around. No one.

"Are you OK?" Zayn asked.

All eyes on me.

I'm in your head said the same voice.

"Nothing" I said hesitantly.

i couldn't tell if the voice was male or female; young or old.

Take the soup, the voice repeated.

Liam's hand was still held up, and i hesitantly looked at him. "Sure?"

A very small smile played at his lips as he nodded.

i leaned foward and sipped the disgusting-probably-un edible-liquid from his hand and stated coughing.

"You OK?" Lily asked.

i nodded, and Liam held out another handful to me.

"Thanks" i whispered.

"Y'know we've never tried our wings" Came Niall's voice.

Oh, yeah, he's blind. Those ratchette whitecoats tried to make his sight keener, but instead left him blind.

"Yeah, but we can't" Harry reminded him.

"Unless we went outside..." Louis' voice trailed off.

We were all thinking the same thing. There were only 2 ways to get outside--if one of the whitecoats decided we couldn't be experimented on anymore, and lead us out to be retired, which is a polite way of saying put to death, or...

"We could escape" Zayn said, his sad eyes twinkling.

"Yeah, we just have to get past all the whitecoats and extenguishers. "Lily tried eating her Mold A La Bread. Yum, yum.

Extenguishers are another human hybrid the MSA (Making Succesful Alterations) had brewed up.

Basically, they're human-wolf hybrids, bread to be killers. They look like male models, but when mad, they morph into the ugliest wolf on hind legs you'll ever see.

"And the electricity fence" Liam added as he continued to feed me.

If he could've made it fit, he'd hand me the whole bowl.

"Well, if our wings work..." Niall traailed off.

"Then we're out!" Louis practically squealed.

OK, he did squeal. Yes 23 year old boys can squeal.

"We've been trained o attack" I swallowed some of the fold soup. "We might have a chance. Let's try next time we're all out. We stick together."

"Ditto" Harry said in a small voice.

i kid you not, Harry and Lily have been affected the most in this "School" but i'm giving them props--after everything they've seen, they've held it together.

A/N---------------------what do you think? Please comment, vote, share, and fan me. =) Also, Maximu Ride started out several years after they'd gotten out of the School, but they were kidnapped out and didn't escape. Mine's going to run differently from Maximum Ride, but there will be some similarities. =)