As the sun quickly descended behind the dense mountain range, Max and Fang soared through sky. The clouds were becoming a deep purple while the sky was transforming into a brilliant mix of red and orange. With twilight, rapidly approaching Fang glanced over and with a slight nod from Max began descending down into the mountains.
The duo had been flying nonstop since two in the afternoon after they discovered what had befallen the remaining flock when they had gone to pick up lunch. When they had returned to the hotel with the ten large pies, you have to love super avian metabolism, they had uncovered broken windows, bits of pieces of flyboys and blood. Max's first reaction when seeing this was going ramrod straight and even when Fang shook her she stayed in her little trance. Figuring that she was talking to the Voice, and hoping she wouldnt piss it off that badly since he'd have something else to worry about, he began packing up their belongings for the rescue mission. When he was done with this, he went over to Max who had become reaware of her surroundings and had begun to watch him as if he was going to disappear too. Walking over to her, he wrapped his arms around her to reassure her he was real and to give whatever comfort he could to both of them. Usually, he would of had punched something by now but seeing the state Max was in he dismissed that thought, for now. He was about to start leading them to the broken window when Max gave a screech before breaking down in his arms. However, she had been able to faintly whisper one word before, "Quebec."
Max POV
As I landed in the small cave, the stress of the day began to collapse on me again. Even though it was just Fang and me, I just couldn't let my self to start bawling like a baby again. My flock needed me to be strong so we could save them before anything drastic happened. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I had ever allowed anything to happen to my flock when I should of been there fighting by there side instead of crying of all things!
Pushing back those traitors' tears, I began helping Fang set camp up for the night. The task helped me forget the flock's kidnapping momentarily. However, us being two bird kids the camp was set in a flash, leaving Fang and I cooking hotdogs over the fire in an uncomfortable silence. I could tell Mr. Silent wasn't enjoying the quiet environment just as much I wasn't since his shoulders were slightly hunched with tension. But since I was afraid, any of the wrongs words were going to start the floodgates I stayed silent trying to find were Ms. Strong and Independent had vanished off to. But when we were done eating and we still hadn't said even one measly word, the tension from dinner and the day's events finally collapsed on me and knowing I was very close to tears, I ran out of the cave and jumped. Yea I know very subtle I just hoped Fang would get the hint and leave me alone.
The immediate feel of soaring through the night sky relaxed me a little and I kept up at a steep incline getting closer and closer to the starry night. I finally stood at a standstill a few thousand feet up in the air and just enjoyed the breeze playing through my hair and the peaceful scenery. But I knew the calm would not last so taking one last deep breathe I slowly began to descend back to the ground but something kept me from going straight to the cave. Instead, I glided down to a forest near by to the camp, just in case the day would bring along some more trouble. Landing and settling at the base of a sycamore, I brought by knees to my chest and wrapped my arms tightly around them. Resting my head on my arms, I let a few silent tears fall down my cheek.
A few minutes later I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up and I knew instantly that it was Fang. See that boy cannot just let me wallow in my own misery. Wiping away my tears with the sleeve of my windbreaker, I looked over to him and gave a small most likely pathetic smile. Fang came over and crouched down across from me and hesitantly spread a couple fingers across my cheek and captured the few tears I had missed. As usual, Fang being sweet towards me was startling but with this emotional storm in my head now, it barely registered. Instead, I closed my eyes and leaned my forehead against his shoulder tying yet again to stop this emotional torrent and return to my stronger self that seemed to be on a little vacation. As I listened to Fang's heartbeat and tried to calm myself down, I felt his wiry arms wrap around me and in the next instant I was lying in Fang's lap with my body leaning against his chest and his arms wrapped protectively tight around me. I know I should of felt awkward at our embrace but the only thing it did was sooth me. I guess loosing the flock and not knowing what we would find in Canada was just killing me in the inside, that and just maybe I might be feeling something entirely different then a family bond at the moment. Especially with the prediction, the Voice had ended out lovely little chat with. Just recalling those few words made me release the hold I had on my self and hug Fang closer to me. The end of this journey will leave you in despair. Yea I know just the cherry on top and let's not forget a little sprinkle of some creepy voodoo magic on top.
"It's okay. We are going to find them," he said in a rough voice as he gently rested his cheek on top of my head. Right then I knew I wasn't the only one worried and I was determined to become as brave and strong as Fang was at the moment. Trying to keep my tears in I concentrated on Fang's erratic heartbeat and was eventually able to slow my breathing down to normal. I have no idea how he can calm me down but right now I could honestly care less. I should have considered this a weakness but I knew that by being able to be more relaxed was going to make me stronger for the flock in the nothing mattered more to me then being strong enough for them to be safe. With that though I snuggled closer to Fang and let my eyes droop down.