(Well, this is my first Fanfic. Umm. Not sure what else the say. Enjoy?)
I remember that day like no other. It started as ordinarily as any day since Fang left, but turned into something amazing. Looking back, I didn't expect much that day. The normal. Max in shatters, Nudge sucked into magazines, Angel sleeping the pain away, Dylan trying unsuccessfully to cheer our Flock leader up. It started around noon, about 3 months after Fang left...
Iggy's POH *
"You dumbass!" I clocked Gazzy over the head, surprised at my good aim. I know what your thinking. The two trouble makers fighting? Well, tensions have been high because of Fang left us. With no leader, (Since Max is locked up in her room in the new house. In a disclosed forest. Don't ask.) and nobody willing to stand up, we've lost connection. Yeah, the Flock lives together, but it's not the same as before.
Anyways, Gazzy and I were creating something like a bomb, when he suddenly chucked in frustration. It exploded against the house window, which I later learned was Angels, who was sleeping. I still don't know how it didn't wake her up. "Are you planning to blow up the house?" Gazzy copied the growl of a dog, obviously not caring. "Maybe you should do something besides sit there like a dumb dog!" I almost expected Total to make some comment about how offensive that was. But I was used to it now.
After Fang left, and Max became something like a vegetable, Mrs. Martinez took the winged dog off our hands, since we could barely care for ourselves. She tried to take Akila, but the stbborn thing refused to leave. She stays in Max's room now. I wonder what she eats...
"Whatever!" I yelled, turning to head back to the house. But I heard a rustling in a nearby bush. I looked around. (Ok, more like swiveled my head.) "You hear that?" Gazzy grunted, which I took as a no. I turned again, only to hear it again. This times it was louder. "Ok. Now I do."
Gazzy's POV
Iggy's blindness angered me sometimes. I don't mean to hurt his feelings, but I lose my temper sometimes. Anyways, Iggy probably filled you in till now. You need to hear what I saw. I looked towards the rustling, only to jump up as a girl ran out.
It was strange. At first, I guessed a stranger had gotten lost. But that idea was dicarded by the cuts and blood. And the wings. White with gray speckles and brown primary feathers. She smelled like Erasers. Not the pencil ti- If you haven't read the books, don't read this! I don't know how Max explains this every. Single. Book.