A/N: Yup, I know, I'm a horrible person XD. I mean, I'll try to make this longer than usual, but in open office, everything looks longer than it actually is. Jesus I haven't updated in like a year. So, um, thanks for all your reviews (mostly all consisting of telling me to update XD) and now lets get on with it.

Last last time

I hesitantly picked up the fallen branch. I raised the sharp end of it towards my neck and took a deep breath. This will either decapitate me or just leave me in searing pain until someone comes to find me, I thought. Then, I lifted my hand back and-

Whitecoat POV

"TWO IN ONE DAY, ALONG WITH THE BLOWING UP OF AN ENTIRE FACILITY? THIS IS SIMPLY UNACCEPTABLE!" I took deep breaths to calm myself "Bring me the people that were in charge of those subjects, or if one of the men died in the explosion, the second in command will suffice." I glared at the surrounding doctors, to show that I meant business (A/N: or is it buisness? huge brain fart over here). I mean honestly, how did any of these men get passed college, much less get accepted for a job in such a prestigious institute as this? The half-wits here should have gotten a job in the sanitation department, if you ask me! I stalked away to look at the new experiments taking place, right at this moment. Their screams of torture were music to my hears as I walked down the pristine halls. I even managed to produced a tiny smile. Ah, the joys of the job.

Edward POV

"STOP!", a voice yelled, and I was startled when the branch was torn out of my hands. I looked down at my now empty hands and then at the person who stood before me. A furious gaze stared back to meet mine and I cringed inside. Someone had seen me at my weakest. The boy who towered over me from my sitting position was rather short in reality. He was around four or five years old, and had olive toned skin. Emotions clouded his eyes, yet his face was blank. He was lean and well muscled, as if he had a personal trainer. He also had a collection of cuts and bruises trailing along the length of his body, and what was that angular shape rising over his shoulder blade? I leaned forward to take a closer look, when the boy caught my eye and shifted away so that I couldn't see it anymore. I also thought I heard a faint rustling of...feathers? I don't know anymore, probably just my crazy side whispering evil things into my head again. The youth startled me out of my thoughts by asking me-

"Why?" seemingly angry that I would throw my life away in such a horrible manner. "I...you...you couldn't possibly understand, you're just a kid, you haven't had to experience bad things in your life yet." I replied, even though the boy had a worn face that suggested he must've been around the block once or twice. He gave me a steely-eyed glance, but didn't reply. Jeez what a talker this kid is, huh?- I thought sarcastically to myself. Suddenly the boy took the branch that was now in his possession, and flung it at the nearest tree, sufficiently breaking it into tiny pieces. In that act alone, the kid showed me how stupid I was being. "Right-" I coughed, swiftly standing and drawing myself to my tallest height. The boy didn't seem even slightly threatened by my stature, in fact he even stood his own ground and looked at me with defiant eyes. "So, where'd you come from kid?"

The kid looked at me with slightly widened eyes, and quickly turned and started walking away, making his own escape. "Hey not so fast! At least let me help you find your parents or something! Are you lost, do you need help?" I caught up with him, at human pace, so as not to scare him, and went to to touch his shoulder to stop him from walking away. His eyes turned a darker shade of black and he quickly took my hand and twisted my whole arm around my back, so that I was now facing away from him. I will admit the kid was pretty strong, but I could have easily stopped him, regardless. I bumped up my guess of his age to 6 or 7. I easily twisted out of his grip, starting to get annoyed. "Okay, okay, you're a tough kid, I get it, don't need anyone right? Jesus, at least tell me your name!" The boy gave me a long, calculating look, and replied in a voice that was barely above a whisper "Fang". I saw the faintest hint of a pointy tooth along with his reply. "Wow interesting name. So uh, what brings you out here, Fang?" I asked, my curiosity, growing.

Then, I heard it, rather than saw it. A dart came flying out of nowhere and was just out of my reach as it hit Fang dead in the neck. A bunch of howls came from the direction of the dart, like an angry pack of wolves. "WE GOT HIM!" A voice boomed over the loud dogs. The things were crashing through the trees like an angry tornado. I felt the non-existent blood drain from my face as the kid crumpled to the ground in a heap. There was no time to think. I just had to get him out of here. I swiftly collected the boy into my arms and took off, hearing an outraged cry behind me. There was no way they could catch me, I soared ahead, feet drifting over the ground, not making a sound. I bet I could break through the sound barrier if I wanted to. I finally reached the house and was ushered in by a frazzled looking Alice. Get him upstairs, and make sure Max doesn't see him, or she'll probably freak out-she thought to me urgently. And so I proceeded to hurry upstairs with the lifeless boy in my arms.

Max POV

And so here I am. Doomed to forever sit in this very tall chair with these generous helpings of food. Are they trying to fatten me up? Brew me into the most maximum soup they could? Hahaha get it? Maximum soup? NO! This isn't the time for jokes people! My like is at stake(haha steak) here, and you're sittin' over there laughin' about me getting COOKED? THIS ISN'T SWEENEY TODD PEOPLE! Ok...whoo...calm down Max.

Alright, I should know what to do, Jeb told me a story about a similar situation that happened to two kids. Yeah, I remember now, they were called...Hankie and...Gretchen? Yeah, something like that. So Hankie and Gretchen stupidly walk into this house made out of this sweet stuff...hmm what was it called...Oh! Candy! Yeah, so apparently these kids are like totally in love with candy and they walk into this house made out of it. They don't even care that there's this green lady in there, stirring a pot, and looking at them weirdly. So they eat all the candy and get fat, and the green lady chops 'em up and puts them in a soup. That's why Alice has that "I'M REALLY NICE" facade(the candy) on all the time, she slowly luring me into her trap! And once I get 'comfortable' enough(which I won't), she'll STRIKE. Cook me up with some herbs from her 'oh-so-perfect garden' that she probably has out back.

Ugh I'm so fuuuullll...BUT IT'S SO GOOD. Must. Stop. Feasting. Oh no, they're coming! I quickly put down the remnants of my current chicken leg, and pretended I wasn't even interested in it. "Wow Max, you sure can eat! It's so cute! Aww" she exclaims, pinching my cheeks. I bat her hands away from my face and give her my best death glare. "AAWWWW" this woman even dares to hug me? I tense up and forcibly push her away, genuinely angry this time. I don't let people touch me, plus she could've felt my wings. Not that I could use them in the state that they're in anyway. That was one nasty fall. I do heal quickly, but not so quick as to have my wings all patched up and ready to go so soon. I'll only stay with these people for as long as it takes my wings to heal. Then, I'm off to explore the world I've missed, and to keep away from all the whitecoats and erasers. Alice looks at me strangely and backs up a little. Yeah, that'll teach her to mess with me. My death glare probably finally got through to her.

Jasper notices the tension in the air and tries his little trick again, trying to calm me down. "It didn't work latht time tho why would it work now?" I asked, wondering how a big kid could be less smarter than me. I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm a pure genius, but still, he's older. He gives me a little smirk and shakes his head "Oh but I think it did, little lady. Did you think you could ever be so tired so quickly like that?" he asks, trying to stifle a laugh. I gasp in shock and further raise my barriers, reminding myself to keep my guard up. "Jazzy don't frighten her!" cried Alice, lightly slapping Jasper on the shoulder. But then she gets that glazed look, like she did before I passed out from a sensory overload. It was like she was seeing something that we couldn't. Her own little picture box. Wait no...Jeb called it...a CV? Yeah I'm pretty sure that was it, and I'm usually NEVER wrong. Alice snapped out of her daze and looks at Jasper with a worried face. "Trouble", she mutters quietly to him, and then she disappears in the blink of an eye! Was I just seeing things? Was she really even standing there? IS THERE ACTUALLY AN ALICE? Jasper looks towards me and frowns, and suddenly I'm still hungry. I eat a some more while I hear a little commotion around me, but this doe nut thing is just too good to not pay attention to. And then I'm really tired again. I look around to see if it's Jasper again, but no, he's not even in the room. Just as my chin lulls down to meet my chest, I glimpse the front of a shoe. Jasper's shoe. Aw fiddle sticks(mmm I want to try those too!) this guy is good. Remember...next time I guess. Guard up Max! Guard..u...and then I succumbed to the beauty of a restful nap.

A/N: Yeah, something to let you guys know that I will in fact keep writing this, and no, I didn't get assassinated XD...yet. DUUN DUUUUN DUUUUUUUUUUNNNNN. Yeah so, stick around, I'll try to update more frequently. And sorry for dumb mistakes that I hate, Kind of stayed up all night and it'sss 7:23 in the morning right now XD. K, have fun guys

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