Author's Note: This is my first fic ever, so it may suck completely, but I hope it's at least ok. Please R&R! I promise there will be Faxness later.
"Fang!" I was screaming. "Fang! No!" He was being carried off, up into the sky by the Erasers, by Ari. Fang was limp, his eyes glazed and unfocused.
"No!" I screamed again, and jumped into the air, trying to follow. My right wing hurt like hell. I couldn't move it. I crashed back to earth, skinning my knees and hands. "You'll pay for this Ari. I swear, you will pay for this, you bast-
Then the pain hit me, and jackknifed into a sitting position on the hotel-room bed, clutching my head so that bits of my brain wouldn't go flying everywhere.
Please, please, please, let me die soon so this pain will stop! I was dimly aware of a warm arm around my shoulder, and soft words being spoken in my ear, but my mind was too filled with the cloud of my agony to make them out. Half-formed images danced before my eyes, of natural disasters and bombs exploding. I heard millions of voices screaming in my ears, begging for help. I saw two pairs of lips crashing together and a snarling Eraser's face in my mind. It ended as suddenly as it had begun, and I slumped back against my pillow.
"The pain again?" Fang asked.
I nodded, biting my lips to keep from crying. Little stabs of pain kept flaring behind my eyes, and I was working hard to keep from losing my lunch. That is, If I had eaten lunch. I rolled out of bed, and scampered to the bathroom, crouching over the toilet. Fang followed me, and held my hair out of my face as I barfed my guts up.
"Thanks." I muttered weakly. He looked me in the eye, and suddenly his face was very close to mine. I swallowed.
"No problem." He said, and turned away, leaving me to stagger back to bed.
Yes, I did say bed. After we blew up Itex and such, my Flock and I had flown west. All the way west out to Hawaii, in fact. I figured we needed a break, after everything that had happened. I splurged, and now we were staying in a cheap hotel on the big island. It was pretty surreal. You know the weirdest thing? Nothing happened. Nothing at all. No Erasers, no brain attacks (until now), not even a witty comment from Iggy. Hard to believe, right?
No, Max, wrong. It's perfectly believable to assume that nothing happened. Crud. That was the know-it –all Voice.
Shut up. I thought to it. To my utter shock and astonishment, (Note sarcasm) it kept talking.
I've been giving you a break, Maximum, but you must come to terms with your destiny sometimes.
I moaned and rubbed my temples.
"What?" asked Fang, resting a very warm hand on my shoulder. "The Voice again?"
"Yeah" I answered. "It's nagging me about that 'save the world' junk again." To my Voice, I thought: Why can't you just leave me alone? I'm only a fourteen-year old kid!
A kid who's destined to save the world. And you're fifteen, Maximum. Today is your birthday. My surprise must have shown on my face, because Fang once again asked "What?"He almost looked impatient. I say almost, because, Fang being Fang, he never shows any emotion. " The Voice just gave me a straight answer." I said, shocked. "It said that today is my birthday."
I cleaned that chapter up a bit, because it was bugging me with all my clumsy typos. Chappie 9 coming soon! Review please!