Author's Note: Well, I don't really have that much to say besides the fact that I got this story idea from a dream I had. Odd, but completely true.
Disclaimer: Don't Own. However, I do own this idea, and the chocolate chip cookie I'm eating.
Prologue:
He couldn't believe this was actually happening.
One moment the night is calm and he's leaning against a tree on watch and the next there are a hundred newly built Erasers and they're everywhere. All he can see is awful claws and fur and the blurry members of the flock fighting their way through 4-5 Erasers each. Of course he's fighting too, and barely even registering it. It's like his body is on autopilot and everything is happening in slow motion. The only thing he can feel is the blood from his forehead running into his eyes and screwing up his vision.
This is all his fault.
How could he fall asleep on watch? It was absolutely ridiculous and stupid! He was supposed to be guarding his flock; watching out for danger. Instead he was out like a rock, until Iggy kicked him by accident when he jumped up to fight. Now their perfect evening was sent to hell, and he couldn't see Max anywhere.
Kick. Punch. Uppercut. Kick.
The new Erasers were tougher and harder to beat. Their claws were sharper and longer, not to mention their shiny new reflexes. Every time he thought he'd gotten one, it would pop back up with two more in tow. He was tired and a little slower then normal because of it, but really the only thing that mattered was getting these Erasers off his ass, and finding Max.
"FANG!" It's Angel, shouting out above the noise of bones crunching, and claws tearing. She's nearly hysterical. "Fang, I can't find her. Something's wrong; I can feel it!"
He doesn't answer, only feels a tiny bit of emotion return itself to his numb body, and its raw fury. He punches an Eraser in the jaw, grunting in satisfaction at the loud crack, and breaks another's leg; kicking it in the knee. He claps his hand over the ears of one that just won't go the hell away, and then finally it's only him surrounded by a bunch of furry, bloody bodies.
.Max.
That's the only thing that's registering now; the one solitary thought. He needed to find her. If she was in trouble and he got there too late-
"FANG!" Oh God. This time it's not Iggy; it's Max. He whirls around trying to locate the sound of her voice only to see Angel and Nudge beating the crap out of another Eraser. And then, suddenly something slams into the back of his head so hard that he sees stars and almost passes out. Without even thinking he shoots into the air, trying to recover from the blow before he's totally useless. Below him, Gazzy sets off a bomb that sends Eraser chunks flying. It's then, when he's shot higher into the air from the blast, that he sees her.
The Eraser she's fighting is huge. If you could call being strangled fighting. He's two times the size of her, and, unlike all the others, he's got wings. His large furry paw is wrapped so tightly around her neck that she's turning a deathly shade of purple and her wings are beating double time as she tries to get away. Her hands are grasping at his giant paw and he's laughing, actually cackling as he squeezes the last bit of life out of her.
It makes Fang see red; they're about a hundred feet away and he takes off with a burst of uncontrolled speed, launching himself in their direction. The wind whistles past is ears and all he can think of is saving her and killing that disgusting mutant.
But before he can even get close enough something happens that almost sends him spiraling out of the sky. The Eraser, obviously satisfied by the deep purple shade of Max's face slowly begins to relinquish his hold on her…but behind his back, his other gruesome paw grows one long blade where his middle finger should be. Fang knows how he's going to use it before he even plunges the knife into Max's heart.
But when he does it…...ohhh.
She screams one long, horrified, agonized scream that will forever haunt Fang in his dreams. And then, the Eraser slides out the blade and lets her limp body drop. With another hideous laugh it disappears. By then, Fang is close enough to dive and just in time, catch her before she goes splat on the ground. This time it's a mixture of tears and blood that cloud his vision., as he lays her body on the ground and cradles her head in his hands.
So this is how he would pay for his mistake? She'll die in his arms and her destiny for saving the world will be nothing but an empty memory.
Time seems to slow down as the flock collapses around them. Gazzy is sobbing as he tries to explain what's going on to a pale-looking Iggy. Nudge is so hysterical she's begging Max to wake up and pulling at her hand. The only one who's not crying is Angel, whose eyes are wide, but unseeing and glazed over. Her mouth is moving as if she's speaking but no sound ever comes out. It's completely ridiculous considering that Max is dead, or dying, but really, Angel is such a special child that Fang barely even gives it a second glance.
"Max…Max…Please wake up. Please." He strokes her hair, feeling its softness even in her last seconds of life. "Come on, Max. I'm sorry. It's all my fault, I'm sorry. You've got to wake up."
Nothing happens. Nothing. He cups her bloody claw-raked cheeks in his hands and his tears drip, washing away dirt and blood. "Max! Max, please. I love you. Please."
There's one tiny flutter, and then both of her eyes open. Almost empty, sparkle-less eyes. Fang almost has a heart attack but grins weakly, despite the circumstances. "Max? Its gonna be alright Max. I promise I-" She shakes her head, just barely, but she does.
"Save the world for me Fang. I love you. I know you can do it. Save the world." She whispers and it comes out so low he has to bend his head down to hear it. It's one single sentence he'll remember until the day he dies.
Then her eyes flutter closed and she takes one more deep breath before the hand that Nudge is holding onto goes completely limp. And Angel begins to cry.
Fang shudders, groaning and running a hand through his dark hair. No. No No No No. Oh god. He shakes her again, rather roughly. "No Max. NO. Don't die on me, please! No! Please, Max! PLEASE!"
But Iggy throws him aside because now he's shaking and going into shock and Max's body is quaking with him wildly. Fang grabs his head, trying to wake himself up by yanking at the dark strands until it feels like he's ripping off the skin. He jumps up. He's unwilling to except this. This can't be true. Max was not dead. She wasn't. This was all a dream; a crazy, stupid dream.
Pushing aside Nudge, who only looks up at him in horror, he jumps into the air without a take-off. His wings push the air away and he's climbing higher and higher into the sky, still hiccupping and crying and feeling absolutely ridiculous because Max was NOT dead. And when his wings are as heavy as lead and the air is thin, he lets out a yell that's so anguished, he realizes that she really, truly is gone.
And he slowly begins to fall back to earth.
Heartbroken.
Guilt-Ridden.
And determined to never love again.
Alrighty. SO yeah. Im uber bored right now. Please review. 5 reviews and I'll continue. YAY! And don't worry. I actually have ideas for this! Woooo.
I'm so hungry right now I could eat an entire walk-in closet full of chocolate chip cookies. Why a walk-in closet? I don't know. Why cookies? Cuz they're GOOD DANGIT!
I'm super excited for Maximum Ride the movie. It's gonna be bitchin'. If you want to see who I think is like the hottest guy ever (besides Zac Efron) and who I think looks exactly like how Fang should look, look at my profile picture! I lurve it!
Alright well I'm gonna go now. Don't forget to review!
Peace.