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My heart beats in my throat as I take off through the trees. My boots manage to find every single twig possible, which is generally not a good thing when you are running for your life. Behind me, Tom is starting to fall behind. he wasn't a good runner to begin with, but his injured leg has only made things worse.

I keep my wings tucked tight to my back as I run, but I still feel a twinge of pain as they collide with the branches on either side. Briars and branches grab at my skin, trying to hold me back. Thorns cut away at my exposed arms. I hear Tom panting behind me and look around to see him at least twenty feet back(my hearing is crazy good) bent double and clutching his chest. I mutter a string of not-so-nice words under my breath, feeling like a complete and total idiot. But you'd think that when you're immune to almost every disease out there, your best friend would not have asthma. I mean, seriously!

He is starting to turn blue, and his fumbled attempts to pull his inhaler out of his pocket have failed. I am about to go back for him when we both fall into shadow. I look up.

Something enormous floats just above the trees, silhouetted against the sun. I swallow my fear as I recognize the golden eyes I have come to know so well.

"You lose again Raven."