AN: All parts of this fanfiction are written by me, except that parts that aren't, which would include what you all know from the book. So don't sue me.
It all happened so fast, one moment I was talking to him and then next he was plummeting to the ground thousands of feet below us. The only thoughts going through my mind were 'No not Fang.'
"Iggy!" I yelled; see he's the only other person who could help me manage Fang's weight. Seeing as the three of us are the oldest ones at 14ish.
"We gotta land to see what's wrong," I told Iggy and we veered towards a small rocky outcropping, it look like a safe place to make sure he was going to be ok. The rest of the flock was right behind us, as we got him lain out on the flatter, softer sandy part of the ledge.
Stop the bleeding. The Voice said, for once it was being constructive.
"What's wrong with Fang?" Nudge asked, she and Fang had gotten close on our way to save Angel from the School back in California. I let my fingers feel Fang's body to see where it was injured. His body was nice. Wow absent thought, but it really is a nice body, minus you know the gaping wound that was pumping Fang's blood out of his body at a steady rate. As I was examining Fang Nudge's got bigger and bigger, she was truly horrified at what Ari had done to her big brother. We were all terrified."Nudge, you and Gazzy and Angel rip up a shirt or something. Make strips for bandages." I said we'd need them if there was any hope of helping Fang. When she didn't move I said her name again with a little more urgency to my voice. "Nudge."
"Right, Max bandages, ok. Come on guys," and she directed the others off in to a corner not far from me and Fang. Iggy's hands were brushing Fang's wounds his face was not giving me confidence.
"This feels real bad. Real bad." Iggy made sure the younger kids couldn't hear, we didn't need to spoke them. "How much blood has he lost?"
"A lot" I said grimly his jeans were soaked all the way down past the knee and I had to resist the urge to give both of the 14 year old boys a lecture about being a total guy when it involves stuff like this. Not telling us you're hurt bad.
"Just a scratch," Fang said fuzzily, his eyelids fluttering.
"Shh!" I hissed at him. It worked I should try hissing at him more often. " You should have told us you were hurt!"
Stop the bleeding The Voice said, again.
"How?!" I cried in frustration. I was almost crying with it. I was sitting here trying to save my best friend from bleeding to death and it didn't feel like I was having any sort of success considering the pool of blood was only getting bigger. Have I mentioned I don't know what I would do if I lost Fang? I haven't? I would be lost without Fang. He was my right hand.
Put pressure on it said the Voice. Press the cloth over it and lean on the wounds with both hands. Elevate his feet, Max. Thank you voice for telling me how I can save my best friend.
"Iggy," I said "lift Fangs feet. Guy, you got those strips ready?"
The Gasman handed me a bunch, and I quickly folded them into a pad, placing it over the gaping slices in Fang's stomach. I doubted this was gonna do much good. But I could only try and hope. It's hard to keep constant pressure on your best friend's side when he's wincing underneath him.
"Someone's coming," said Angel.
Not Erasers, not now. Let me help Fang, then I'll take on all the Erasers ever spawned to equal out being able to save Fang. And then you guessed it our life went from complicated to bad. Cuz we're just lucky like that.
It was a jogger. Not good. "Hey what are you kids okay?"he called "What are you doing out here so early?" Iggy and I were trying to hide Fang so the jogger would just leave us alone. If only we could be so lucky. When he did see Fang he frowned trying to figure out what all the dark stuff was. When he did it wasn't good. And then the paramedics were on their way. Joy.
In those few moments before the paramedics turned up I was working out a way to explain what had happened, that is after I came to the conclusion that we couldn't up and walk away. The jogger had stayed with us. Sometimes I really hate adults. I wanted the rest of the flock to hide, so they only had to wonder about me and Iggy. But they wouldn't split up the flock again. Stubborn kids.
Now we are all going to the hospital with Fang. This day is just getting better and better. I don't have any idea what they are going to do when they find his wings.
"He's going into arrest." One of the EMTs said reaching for the paddles. O god no. If they shock him he'll die. Now I'm going back down into that dark spiral of life without Fang.
"No that's how his heart always is," I said. I have to be able to function. Just to make sure that I don't have to face a dark lonely future without Fang. So I fight down the panic of losing him. I have no idea if he would have listened to me because just then we pull up in front of the hospital and nurses and orderlies are running to meet us.
I watch as they roll Fang into the hospital. I'm following on autopilot. A nurse stops me from going down the hallway after him. "Let the doctor see him first," So I go back and wait until another nurse comes and starts asking me about my brother 'Nick'.
AN: Ok so it sucks. Sorry but I don't like copying the stuff outta the book. I promise I will update sooner. I just wanted to get another story started before my latest research project kicks into high gear. Please Review it for me. Help me improve on stuff like this please.