Ok so this story is a little different from what i normally write. I actually found this one to be quite motivational to get over my writer's block. I want to make this more than a one shot. It is going to depend on the responses by you guys. I also have to admit that I cried while writing this. Its pretty emotional I think, well we should see what you guys think. Read and enjoy.
Oh and also to, if you really wanna get into this fanfiction, the song that I could say was a play list song for this was called "Say Goodbye" by Skillet. It works really well. Well hope you all like it
Disclaimer: And i don't Maximum ride or Skillet. Though I would like to I can't
I watched in horror as time seem to slow down. My family and I were fighting Flyboys and we had seemed to be winning. In no time flat we managed to take down the group that had started the initial attack. All that is, except for one. He seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. It should have been an easy take down. There was six of us and one of it. It should have been simple, and then we should have moved on and found a place to find camp for the night. But that one took us all by surprise. I didn't even see him fly in front of us. Angel and Iggy on the right, Gazzy was slightly higher than Nudge who was on the left side, and then there was me and Fang right in front of it.
Like a slow movie was playing I watched as he pulled a gun out of his pocket and aimed it straight ahead. I wasn't sure of who he was pointing at, but I was expecting some kind of threat that he would shoot unless we complied, but there was none. There was no talk or die conversation as he shot the gun. In slow motion I saw the bullet fire, and come towards me and Fang, still unsure of who it was aimed at. I watched as it spun, the metal sides glistening in the sun. There was no time to move. No time to dodge.
My eyes frantically went to Fang who eyes were widened, never leaving the approaching bullet. It was then that I realized who the bullet was being fired at. I tried to call out. To tell him to move, but I didn't have a chance as the bullet slammed into him. For a second he hovered in the air, as I heard Angel scream, the fly boy taking the momentarily distraction to take off.
For the second that he hovered there I thought that maybe I had imagined it, that the bullet somehow missed him , maybe grazed him. But how dead wrong I was. His eyes looked down to his hand that was holding onto his chest. I watched as he slowly pulled it away, watched as his hand turned red, with his blood.
I heard Angel scream again as his hand fell as he did.
"No!" I yelled diving after him.
He was falling fast, and the forest below was approaching quickly. I tucked in my wings and fell faster. I knew there was no chance of pulling him back up. We were to close to the ground. We were going to hit. I stretched my hand out at the last second catching his and pulling myself closer to him, snapping my wings out, ignoring the possibility of getting hurt myself. I managed to slow us down to a reasonable speed before we crashed into the woods, twigs and branches snapping as did. I quickly pulled my wings in at the last minute before we went in, as we both crashed onto the hard ground underneath.
I opened my eyes, completely unaware that I had ever closed them. We had made it down safely and in one piece. I quickly remembered the situation as time seemed to pick up normal speed again. I heard Fang groan next to me. I pulled away from him, my eyes widening in horror at the blood that stained my clothes and the small puddle of blood that was forming underneath him. I quickly took of my sweater, not caring how cold it was out in just a t-shirt and jeans, as I pressed it to his wound, trying to stop the bleeding. But the blood soaked through my sweater in no time. I pressed harder, tying it around him. I could feel water brimming around me eyes. I lent over, grasping his hand with my free one and looking at him. "Fang. Can you hear me?" I said, but got no answer. I tried again and again, but still got the same response. I searched around frantically for the others. Where were they? Were they alright?
"Help! Please someone help me!" I yelled, looking up towards where we had fallen hoping to see a familiar face.
But no one came. No. This couldn't be happening. No.
I glanced back down at Fang panicking. If I couldn't stop the bleeding he was going to die. How much blood had he already lost? Maybe I was too late. I quickly felt for his pulse, feeling it faintly there.
Suddenly I heard a faint groan. My eyes widened, as Fang opened his a little, looking around before settling on me. A few tears slipped from my eyes.
"Your going to be ok. Your going to be fine." I said trying to convince not only him, but myself as well. His hand gripped mine for a second.
"Your. A…bad…liar.." He choked out. I shook my head, bringing his hand to my face. I didn't know how much time I had, but I couldn't let go of him that easily. Not like this. I had to keep him fighting. I had to keep him going until we could get help. Please let him be able to fight.
"Promise me." I whispered, tears slipping down my cheeks. Fang looked at me weakly and slowly, my hands tightening around his as the tears came faster.
"Promise me you won't let go…" I pleaded, my voice breaking twice.
Why? Why now? After everything we have been through. It couldn't end like this. Please not yet! Not yet! My mind screamed as his grip on my hand began to loosen. Please not yet!
I suddenly felt his hand lightly squeeze mine. My eyes snapped open and met his. His eyes held words. The light, the color, the emotion I sensed was trying to say what he couldn't. "I promise" I knew that was what they were trying to say, but his mind and body reacted differently.
He coughed, his body racking violently spewing tiny droplets of blood onto my face and a small trickle that flowed from the side of his mouth. I could feel the squeeze of his hand letting go even more.
No! Please no! The light began to dim from his eyes.
"Please….don't let go…" I begged, holding him tighter. "Please."
My whole body was shaking as his grip relaxed and became limp in mine. I shook my head, the tears clouding my vision. I couldn't think, couldn't breathe as my mind raced. I never took the time to realize how much I had needed him. How much he meant to me. It was now, when he was slipping out of my reach how much I realized I need him. He was my anchor, the one that could make me feel better in any situation. He was the one that tried to tell me that he had feelings for me, but I never even took a real chance at considering that maybe I did to.
He was the one that I finally realized that I loved. I loved him so much, that I was blind to it for what ever reasons. Those reasons didn't matter anymore. I don't care what they were about because I now understood my feelings, but why did it have to be now? Why did it have to be at the moment where I knew that I was going to loose him. I couldn't live without him. He was my rock to lean on, my best friend. The others needed him….I needed him.
I closed my eyes, squeezing them tightly, praying. Praying to what ever higher being that was supposedly out there that they would listen.
"No! Please not this way. It couldn't end here. "It can't end here!" My mind screamed. Screamed into the hollow emptiness. No one was going to answer me back. No one was going to tell me it was going to be ok. No one ever would.
I felt something shift slightly in my grasp. My eyes snapped open as I sucked in a breath of air, completely forgetting to breathe. I looked back down at Fang, who was looking at me pleadingly. His eyes were still fading, but that fading was replaced with something I had never seen before, or taken the chance to see. A rare combination, even for him. That combination…I felt my hear constricting and drop into my stomach.
His eyes held fear. They were pleading to me in fear. Had he figured out something like I had and he was afraid of losing it, of never knowing. But there was something else to. Something else that seemed slowly to over ride that look of fear.
It was something that I knew he was clinging to . It was the one little spark of fire inside him that kept him fighting, but that flame was fading fro his eyes and the fear was winning the battle in his gaze. He was pleading with me, knowing that maybe, just maybe a little kick would reignite the flame.
I wiped my eyes, as I pressed my forehead to his. That other emotion. The thought brought tears to my eyes. I lifted my head and looked back at him. I hovered for a second before gently pressing my lips to his, ignoring the metallic taste of his blood. I needed him to know what I finally understood, what I finally figured out. The words screamed in my head again and again, building, ready to burst with the words I wanted to say. Maybe, then there could be hope. Maybe that was what it would take to give him the strength to keep fighting, to rekindle that dying flame.
I pulled away reluctantly, taking one of my hands and brushing a stray piece of hair that was on his face.
"I love you. I love you so much Fang." I said, saying each word clearly and confidently, making sure he could hear me.
Our gazes locked once again for a brief second before I heard the sound of my family running over to me.
In a record time, Iggy managed to wrap a bandage around Fang's wound, saying that it should hold until we could get him somewhere where he could get some help. The blood had seemed to stop seeping through the bandage for the most part, but I wasn't about to waste anymore time. I wasn't going to waste perhaps the only second chance I would ever get. The others jumped into the air and had ascended to the sky waiting for me and Fang.
I flicked back to Fang, who was smiling slightly, his eyes now filled with a fresh burst of light and love. Maybe…. Yes. This was my second chance. This was my second chance to make things happen. This time things were going to be different.
I gently helped him sit up, pulling him towards me. I knew he needed help fast and I would get it to him. Fang placed his head on my shoulder and closed his eyes. He was exhausted, but I knew that he was also fighting for me.
I kissed his forehead and lifted him up in my arms. It was going to be hard to fly like this, but every bit was worth it as I felt his light breathing tingle on my neck. I would get him help. He was going to be fine. I had to believe that and I did. The flock was going to be fine. I was going to be fine.
"I promise.. I won't let you go." I whispered taking off into the sky, with my family, and my life safely in my arms.
Well there it is. How did you like it. I hope it wasn't that bad. But of course I won't know how it was unless you guys review. Please, pretty please with sugar on top lol! Let me know if i should make this into a two shot.
Thanks guys, all you are the best!
Bree