FAX ( A Maximum Ride FanFic )

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Sixteen : ONE

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IGGY

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THE CAR HAD BEEN stopped when Ella finally shook my awake, I was surprised to feel the cold barrel of a gun pressed against the section between my shoulders. Lifting my hands, Ella's voice rang out.

"Be careful, he's blind!" The word blind was caught in her throat, and I heard a sharp cracking sound, like a smack. My insides went cold. "Don't speak." Came a deep, monotone voice. Over by Ella's side of the car. We were being captured, I realized, as two hands gripped me under the arms and hauled me out of the vehicle.

The whimper of a dog. Total and Buttercup. Forced into a van, I hissed as my back hit the wall, hard. Not enough to damage anything, but enough to leave a lasting sting. Behind the darkness that was my void of sight, I could feel an orangish yellow light, and a small amount of heat. After a few more thudding and whining, the doors to the car are closed, and then we're headed in the opposite direction we came from.

"Iggy? Total? Buttercup? Gazzy? Mom?" Ella asked. I reached a hand out to the space I'd heard her voice, I felt her fingers wrap around mine. Through further fumbling around, Buttercup was in Ella's lap, I almost sat on Total, Gazzy was to the right of him, next to Dr. Martinez.

"What do we do now?" Total asked.

"What can we do, other than hope the others find us?" Gazzy asked.

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MAX

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DO YOU KNOW THAT feeling of being suspended in air? It's not very fun when you're hanging by your wrists, with a metal ring typing your arms and your ankles, and a metal suspension cord constricting your waist and blood flow. But it wasn't just me. It was Fang, Nudge, Angel, Minn, Delaney, Minn, Midge, Arron, Gina, Ignus, and Inis. I could see clearly, and waiting just below us were three people. Lissa, Dr. Dwyer, and Dr. Zedd.

The lighting went from dim to bright all of a sudden, and I had to blink a few times. Dr. Dwyer was frowning up at us, while Dr. Zedd was smiling. Lissa's expression was completely neutral, something I found at odds with the wicked gleaming in her eye.

"Hello, friends. Such a shame we meet like this now, huh?" Dr. Zedd asked rhetorically, pacing around us but keeping eye contact with me. "My name is Ethan Zedd. This is my lovely assistant Brigit Dwyer, who you all must know very well by now."

"Let us go!" Midge screams out of the blue.

"So glad you asked, child. Lissa," he turns to her. "Go press that red button over there." She hurries to do his bidding, and then just beneath us, two trapdoors open to reveal bubbling green liquid. The smell of burning rubber and the sting of salt wash over and fill the air quickly, causing all of us to gag and shift uncomfortably against the metal.

"Anyone know what this is?" He asks, even happier all of a sudden. "I thought not. Its peroxy-mono-sulfuric-acid. Let's just say it can burn your skin pretty quickly."

"Lissa, will be in here waiting for my signal. And in the push of a button, this universe will be saying goodby to each and every last one of you nuisances."