Hi! Thanks for giving this a chance, I know it seems weird, but trust me it'll be epic. The people who read "Feathers" know that. But if you didn't read "Feathers", this story connects to the end of that story- it's a sequel. I know it's a pain to read the first story before this, so I won't make you. I'll try to explain everything in this chapter so you won't have to. :D

(Recap)

What Kendall and Logan heard was the faintest of noises, that even their sharp senses could barely hear. There were two people in the house- Katie and Mrs. Knight. So why did they hear a third set of footsteps?

They both moved at the same time, bolting for the house. Kendall jerked on the door, but was locked. There was NO extra key, because Mrs. Knight was afraid of intruders. The gate to the back yard was locked, too.

"IT'S LOCKED!" Kendall said in a panic.

"Stand back." Logan said, and Kendall, along with the now-joining James and Carlos, stood back. Logan pulled back a leg and brought it forward in a powerful kick that was supposed to bring the door down. Instead, Logan's leg nearly snapped and he fell backward into Carlos.

Kendall was already gone, flying to the roof where the upstairs windows were.

He scrambled to every window, seeing nobody. Not even Katie. He finally dropped to see James searching the windows of the downstairs part.

"Where are they?" Carlos squeaked. And yet again Logan's and Kendall's heads cocked and their fingers shot out.

"A van." Logan stated, and he and Kendall took off running, James and Carlos following. Kendall took flight first, raiding the area for a van. It was hard to spot, even with his heightened sense of sight, but he spotted a whit van driving through the snow. He didn't wait for the others to catch up before he began torpedoing toward the van. He had a feeling that van was significant.

His wings were cold, his joints stiff, so it was hard for Kendall to land on the roof of the van effectively. But he did, and as soon as he did he peered into the windshield.

Ice filled Kendall's stomach and his heart stopped at what he saw next. Vincent was driving the van- a malicious grin on his face. And behind him were Katie and Mrs. Knight, tied up and gagged, looking at Kendall in a panic.

A sharp left right turn was taken and Kendall went skidding off of the van and onto the snowy road, rolling with the momentum.

The blond laid there, eyes wide, shivering.

Vincent had Mama Knight and Katie. What were his plans? Kendall couldn't let them get hurt.

It took only a minute for the others to catch up.

"Oh my god. Are you hurt?" James asked, getting to his knees and petting Kendall's hair.

"Probably."

"What happened?" Logan asked.

And so Kendall told them about who was in the car. And all eyes were wide in terror by the end of it. No longer were there goofy smiles and lion-cub-like playing. It was all serious now.

"I thought he was in jail!" James squeaked.

"He was," Logan nodded. "What the hell is going on?"

"What if he does the same thing to them as he did to me?" Kendall asked, eyes wide.

"Don't worry. We'll get them back," Carlos assured. "No matter what it takes."

Kendall shivered, sitting on the bed in his blanket, so many thoughts roaming through his mind.

"Are you still cold?" James asked, sitting on the bed and rubbing where Kendall's arms were beneath the blanket.

"No, I just- I'm worried." Kendall explained, looking up helplessly at his boyfriend.

James knew exactly what Kendall was worried about. Kendall's evil father, who SHOULD have been in jail, had kidnapped his mother and little sister. Vincent, Kendall's dad, had been put in jail for doing illegal experiments on humans, just a few months ago. How was he out? And what was his plan for Mrs. Knight and Katie? Kendall didn't even care- he was just reunited with his family after fifteen years of living in a laboratory, and he was determined to do what it took to get them to safety.

"I know me too. But Logan's getting stuff together and we're gonna be leaving ASAP," James assured. "Sure your wing isn't broken?"

Kendall got up and dropped the blanket. He was bruised up from being thrown off of the top of Vincent's van, which contained Mrs. Knight and Katie, all tied up and gagged, and into the snow. But what worried Carlos, Logan, and James the most was the pain in Kendall's left wing.

Now at the home he and his friends and family had been living in since the reunion, the blond spread his wing out for his boyfriend to inspect. James stepped forward to run his fingers lightly over the light brown and white feathers then gently touch several places of the huge bone in the wing. Kendall hissed in pain a few times, but didn't flinch.

"It hurts, but I flew here- I can make it." Kendall assured.

"Are you sure? I could carry you." James said, worried. It wouldn't have been a hard task for James to fly with Kendall in his arms- Kendall's bones were hollow and he weighed less than a hundred and twenty pounds because of it. James, however, had the body of a normal nineteen-year-old, and the muscles of a man in a mine. Not to mention the strength in James' ash-grey wings, which developed by carrying the heavy boy around in the air.

"I'll be fine." Kendall smiled a little to his scientifically perfect boyfriend. In an experiment, Kendall and James were literally made for each other, with compatible genes and hormones. They weren't attracted to anyone else on earth but each other, and the experiment proved that homosexuality could be scientifically triggered.

Meanwhile, Logan was downstairs stuffing food into a backpack frantically. His migraine was already taking affect and his stomach hurt like hell. It was because he had been away from Carlos for so long. It always had this effect on him. It didn't help that Carlos could potentially be in danger. After Logan, Carlos, and James caught up to Kendall after the blond was thrown from the van, Carlos flew after the van and was determined to follow it to its destination. It was Logan's job to find Carlos and lead the others to wherever Mrs. Knight and Katie were.

Logan was born a bird kid- engineered in the womb to be a lethal weapon, with no weaknesses. It wasn't until he was eighteen years old that they decided he needed a weakness, something that they could use against him to get him to do what they want. And thus Carlos was taken from his orphanage and was given wings. They were literally opposites, Logan having a dark complexion, dark attitude, and dark wings and Carlos being bubbly and fun, Latino, with powder white wings. Now Carlos was Logan's everything- the only person in the whole world that Logan was sexually attracted to, and vice-versa. Like James and Kendall, their genetic makeup and hormones were tampered with to make the two literally made for each other. The only person in the whole world who could kill Logan Mitchell was Carlos- and all he had to do was tell him to die. Carlos truly was Logan's only weakness- not just mentally and emotionally, but physically, too. And now it's been almost an hour since they've seen each other and Logan's head was pounding, stomach churning. His body physically NEEDED Carlos' presence. And right now there was just a pull in his chest, pointing to his right. That's where Carlos was. Logan had an eternal compass leading him to Carlos, and vice-versa. James and Kendall shared the same bond.

"Ready?" James said strongly as he and Kendall hurried into the kitchen. He knew Kendall was weak because of the situation and Logan was weak without Carlos (emotionally, at least) so he had to be the strength of the group.

"More than you know." Logan sighed, turning and slinging the backpack over his shoulder and looping it over his other arm to set the backpack across his torso, as not to interrupt his wings in flight.

James and Kendall followed him to the door, where Logan hurried out into the cold California mountain air and snow. They lived in the mountains because it was private and a huge house, so they needed a huge place to put it. Plus Kendall's father was a rich scientist, so he had plenty of money to build a house for him, his wife, and daughter- Kendall having lived in a lab most of his life while his mother and sister thought he "died in a fishing accident".

"You're sure you can fly?" James asked, unsure.

"I'm positive."

"If it's too painful, I've got you."

"I know." Kendall smiled a little and took a running start before kicking off the ground and spreading his magnificent wings, beating them down and carrying him into the air. His left wings hurt like hell, but he was on a mission. No time for boo-hoo's.

Logan was glad that the Pull lead him off of the mountain and into the warm California air. They hadn't brought their coats because they knew they'd have to ditch them if it came to that. He wished they had cell phones, because even though Logan knew where Carlos was, he had no idea if Carlos was caught and killed or was okay. The suspense was killing him, and so was having to wait for the others to catch up.

Carlos knelt behind the huge "O" in the Hollywood sign, staring in awe as Kendall's mother and sister were unloaded, bodies limp and eyes closed, from the van. Were they dead? He wished the guys would get here soon- he knew Logan and his "brother", Kendall wouldn't approve of Carlos going after them by himself.

Vincent, the man Carlos recognized as Kendall's biological father, took a key from his pocket and knelt before the end of the horizontal line in the first huge white "L". It only took seconds before Vincent pulled open a little door, about three feet tall and two feet wide. Carlos' eyes widened. A secret door in the "L" of the Hollywood sign? Genius. But where did it lead to?

"I'm gonna leave this key right here in the keyhole, Carlos!" Vincent called as he passed Katie's body to someone inside the door and she disappeared. Carlos' stomach iced over. Vincent knew he was there? But how? Carlos stayed far enough behind the van to be out of sight and he was completely silent! And this was obviously a trap. If Vincent wanted Carlos to follow him and knew Carlos was there, but didn't do anything about it, then something was fishy.

After Mrs. Knight's body disappeared, too, Vincent climbed into the door, which was closed behind him.

"Pst!" Came a whisper from above, and Carlos' head snapped up to see James atop the "O", then Logan's and Kendall's heads appeared. It was then that he realized that he knew that they were there. "Get up here!"

Carlos obeyed, kicking off of the dusty ground and allowing his powder white wings to carry him up to the others.

Logan immediately hugged him and kissed his cheek, relieved that his boyfriend appeared unharmed, because he would have killed the bastard who hurt his little Latino.

"What happened?" Kendall asked, coming back to his usual strong, leader self. Carlos turned to them and Logan hooked an arm protectively around his waist, looking around to be sure nobody would snatch him.

"There's a door on the side of the 'L'," Carlos said, "And Katie and Mama Knight were either unconscious or- never mind," he didn't want to scare Kendall by bringing up the possibility that they were dead, "And they were taken into that door. Guys- he knew I was there. He said he'd leave the key for me."

Carlos shivered at the thought of that, making Logan pull him closer.

"Well… What now?" James asked Kendall, who was looking out at the scenery of California, obviously deep in thought.

"We have to go in that door." Kendall said simply.

"What? No way. It's a trap." Logan said, voice strong.

"Yeah, I get that," Kendall retorted, "But what else are we gonna do? There's no other way to get them back."

"It's way too dangerous." James said sternly.

"Then you guys stay here." Kendall murmured. This changed the look in James' eyes from stern to gentle.

"No way. I almost lost you once."

"Why don't I just go?" Logan offered. "I'm invincible to them."

"But it's MY family." Kendall argued.

"Then we can both go."

Kendall hesitated, looking up at James. James looked a little scared at the idea, but he trusted Kendall's judgment. And they all knew they were pretty much safe from death when it came to Vincent- they were all part of one of his sick experiments, and much too important to kill.

"Okay." Kendall nodded with finality.

"Kendall!" James groaned.

"Logan's got my back," Kendall said sternly. "And it's better than any one of us going alone. There's no reason for you and Carlos to risk getting hurt. I know Logan would feel better knowing Carlos was safe with you."

James sighed and nodded.

"Careful." Carlos sang, not too worried about Logan because he knew Logan couldn't die without Carlos saying so. Well, unless his head was chopped off or something.

"Always am." Logan smiled, giving Carlos a few sweet kisses before turning away.

"Pit?" Carlos called, calling Logan his old nickname he gave the boy long ago, after the video game character named Pit, who apparently looked a lot like Logan. Logan turned back to see Carlos holding out a little short, fuzzy white feather, obviously plucked from the top of Carlos' wing. "For the aches and pains. I'll be here when you get back."

Logan smiled and took the feather, carefully putting it in his pocket.

Just a few feet away, James and Kendall were also saying their goodbyes.

"Be careful, Kendall. I'm serious. No screwing around or trying to beat people up. Just see what the deal is and come back." James said sternly, hugging Kendall. He got a little overprotective of Kendall sometimes, just as the other boys got with their partners.

"It's fine, Jamie." Kendall soothed, pulling back to kiss his boyfriend. "Logan's got my back."

"I know."

"Make sure you take care of my bubby, okay?" Kendall smirked.

"I will."

Kendall patted James' back before dropping off of the huge letter after Logan. Strangely enough, he wasn't scared at all. Logan had this aura about him… He seemed dark and mysterious and angry and aggressive, but he also made anyone who was with him feel safe. Sure, he acted like he hated everyone but Carlos, but Kendall knew Logan had his back. Logan liked to play it off like if he let his little Latino's "brother", Kendall, or his best friend, James, die on his watch, Carlos would be destroyed. But Kendall knew Logan just had a bit of a soft spot in there for Kendall and James.

"Don't be nervous," Logan said, surprising Kendall with the reassurance. "And if worse comes to worst, leave me behind. I'll be fine."

Kendall nodded nervously and Logan nodded, too, before they approached the door.

Logan reached out and turned the key, a loud shifting and grating sound wafting from the door before it popped open by itself. Kendall glanced at Logan and was relieved to see no hesitation as he pulled the door open and looked inside as a wave of lights flipped on and the entrance was lit.

But besides the entrance, there were no further lights.

"Down there," Kendall whispered, leaning forward to look down at a pitch dark tube with a latter leading downward. Without hesitation, Logan turned and stuck a leg down to meet the first wrung of the ladder. "Logan! It's dark- shouldn't we get a flashlight?"

"Don't be a pussy, Kendall. C'mon," Logan said flatly as his other leg disappeared into the abyss, "Shut the door behind you."

It was only a matter of seconds before Logan was completely in the tunnel, climbing down the metal ladder and coaxing Kendall in after him. Finally Kendall did, and shut the door behind him.

"Holy shit." Kendall whispered as the door was shut and the lights turned off, leaving the boys in the complete darkness.

"It's fine." Logan whispered, but he was a little nervous. He wasn't used to not being able to see- his enhanced eyesight normally allowed him to at least make out dim figures in the dark. But he couldn't see anything in this tunnel, and he knew that freaked Kendall out a hundred times more than himself.

Carlos and James laid atop the huge "O", staring at the sky. Their boyfriends were gone, and they couldn't help but worry.

"Are you worried?" James asked.

"Nah. Pit's a badass- he's got this. Are you?" Carlos answered.

"A little. Kendall's vulnerable right now- his head's not on straight."

"But Pit's got his back. Don't worry about Kendall." Carlos assured.

"But now 'Pit' doesn't have OUR backs." James reminded his best friend.

"We'll be fine. They're only gonna be gone for a little bit."

"Oh poor, naïve little bird boys." Came a voice from above them. Suddenly Carlos was grabbed by the throat and carried up, held above the ground by a huge guy. Carlos, shocked, clawed at the hand as his windpipe was crushed, and James jumped to his feet, eyes wide.

Carlos' dark, helpless eyes turned to his friend as the huge man held him.

"Hey! Get the FUCK off of him!" James growled.

"What're you gonna do, bird brain?" the man snorted.

James couldn't control his instincts. His hand shot out to cup around the man's throat and easily push forward. He was surprised at how easily the man fell to the floor and left Carlos sprawling toward the edge of the "O". At the last moment, Carlos caught himself and pulled himself up with the help of the beat of his wings.

But James was already on the man, easily fifty pounds heavier and six inches taller than him, trying to choke the life out of him.

The man's huge meaty hand reached up and closed around the bases of James' wings, slinging the boy off of him and skidding. James immediately recuperated and got to his feet, he and Carlos charging at the huge guy.

"Stronger than you look, aren't you?" the man said grimly as he brought both boys down with a simple swipe of the foot. With that, a gun was taken out.

"Say goodnight, assholes." He said evilly, Carlos watching as the gun was pointed to his heart.

"NO!" James roared. He had promised Kendall that he would protect Carlos, and that's what he planned to do. But as he sat up to swat the gun away, it was turned on him and the trigger was pulled. A searing pain in his shoulder alarmed James, and he looked down to see a long dart with red fluff at the end.

"Fuck." He grumbled, and everything went black. The man then turned the gun on Carlos, whose eyes were wide and fearful, and shot a tranquilizer into his shoulder.

Logan and Kendall ascended the ladder slowly, a foot feeling around for the next wrung before they put their weight on it. Logan whispered now and then to warn Kendall of a slippery step or a sharp piece of metal poking out, as well as a bit of assurance. Other than that, the only sound was their feet connecting with metal and their light breathing.

They climbed down for a good twenty minutes, every breath getting just a bit harder to take in as they climbed deeper and deeper beneath the ground. Finally Logan's foot hit solid ground.

"Okay, I'm on the ground." Logan whispered, letting go of the ladder and feeling around. He didn't have time to warn Kendall that there wasn't enough room for both of them before the blond was also on the ground. Logan was pressed against the wall uncomfortably, Kendall squishing him.

"Oh- sorry. Lemme find the ladder again." Kendall whispered. After feeling around for a bit, he climbed back up the ladder a little to give Logan room to feel for a door of some sort.

Logan's hands ran lightly all over the walls, feeling that they were actually in a square tube. Finally he felt a seem, which he followed to a hinge. After just a few seconds, his fingers swapped around a door knob.

"I found a knob." Logan whispered.

"Well… Open the door." Kendall whispered.

Logan nodded and took as deep a breath he could in the low altitude before turning it and pulling.

Immediately, light poured into the tunnel and Logan was blinded for a second as his eyes adjusted.

"Why didn't you take the elevator?" A grim, and all-too-familiar voice asked. Logan blinked against the light as his eyes adjusted and focused on the asshole himself, Vincent.

The asshole who was Kendall's father and "took him fishing" when he was four. Really he brought Kendall, his own son, to a lab and did these horrible things to him to make him a bird kid. Screwed with his hormones and genes and even hollowed out his bones. The man told his own wife that Kendall had drowned in the lake, and his body couldn't be found. He was the evil mastermind behind all the shit Kendall, James, Logan, and Carlos had been though, and only a few months ago was he busted and put in jail. It was still a mystery to the boys as to how he was out.

Kendall's heart stopped when he heard the voice. He considered going back up the ladder and leaving Logan behind, but knew that would do no good. Then what would happen to Logan, his mom, and Katie?

"Did you bring my son with you?" Vincent asked the wide-eyed Logan. Logan nodded slowly and Vincent backed away. "Then please- come in."

Okay, that's a good place to leave off. :D

I hope you liked the pilot to this story and you keep reading! Make sure to review and let me know what you think. And I'm totally open to experiment ideas.