Chapter 1: The Injured Entered the Bar.

As I said, we were completely surrounded by Erasers. The new and improved versions which could fly, that is. We were fighting. Throwing punches, kicks and round-houses left, right and centre. But we were out numbered. The best scenario we had was to split up and head in different directions. It was our last resort though. We already had a meeting place decided on for this exact negative and despairing scenario, should it occur, which it unfortunately did. However, I was still reluctant.

Do it, Max. The Voice chimed in.
Great, you're back. I thought, dismayed.

Despite the extreme annoyance and dislike I felt, I listened to the Voice.

"U and A guys!" I called out. The reaction was instant. The flock all broke off. I saw Fang break of one way, Nudge and Angel another and Gazzy and Iggy yet another. That was a mistake. Due to my hesitation in moving and watching the others fly to try and get to safety, I left myself wide open. This did allow the others more time though, which I was grateful for.

I fought hard again, but took a strong and bad hit to my chest. The stinging and burning sensation rushed through me, causing me to hiss and fall from the sky a few feet. I used it to my advantage. Because I now had a space to fly off, I quickly kicked into super-speed. I sped away as fast as I could, as far as I could. I felt my energy fading and landed in an alley way behind a heaving club.

I let out a slight grunt of pain as I landed. Man that hurt like Hell. Deciding it would be better if I blended a little before moving on, I entered the club. Good job I looked older than I was.

I made my way over to an open space in the bar. The end of the bar actually. Next to me, on the left, was a guy about twenty-one possibly twenty-two or three years old. He had blond hair and green/hazel eyes. He surveyed me as I leant on the bar edge. It wasn't the usual look of curiosity. It was evaluating, like he was assessing a threat. That instantly placed me on edge. Then he broke out into a smile and the expression was one of curiosity.

"A little young to be here, aren't ya?" He asked smiling cheekily. "Good on you. Breaking the rules." He joked, holding his glass up with a smirk. I smirked back and rolled my eyes. "Want me to get you a drink?" He finished.

"No thanks." I replied with a little bit of attitude, crossing my arms. Smirk still in place. As unnerving as this was, I felt comfortable, safe around him. Like he would help me if I needed it. Which, I wouldn't. But if I did.

"Suit yourself." He chugged the rest off his drink.

My injury had started to burn again, causing me to wince. Of course he noticed. Damnit!

"Hey," He started, sounding concerned. "Are you okay?" he reached a hand towards me causing me to finch back in surprise, which then led to an exhale of pain.

"Whoa." He put his hands up in the sign of surrender. "It's okay. I'm not gonna hurt you, I swear. My name's Alec. What's yours?"

"Max." I gritted.

"Wait, really?" he looked surprised and his arms lowered.

"Just cause I'm a girl-!" I started only to be interrupted.

"No, no. That's not it. I have a friend. She's also called Max." He diffused my quick burst of annoyance and anger.

"Oh." I said, kind of stumped. "Oh." I repeated. "Okay then."

That earned me a chuckle. "Yeah." Alec said with a smirk. The smirk left his face when he started talking again though. "Seriously, are you okay?" I looked down, and then up quickly. I noticed he was assessing me. I decided to take a leap of faith, and try and get help. Okay, that's a lie. I knew he'd know I was lying, so I was saving myself some hassle. Energy was draining, ya know?

"No." I sighed out. "I'm not okay. Do you know how to bandage a wound?" I asked uncomfortable, shifting on my feet.

"Yeah, sure. Come on. I'll take you to mine and clean and bandage your injury. I'm just gonna let my friends know, alright? Can you wait a moment?" he asked worriedly as he stood from his stool next to me. I wasn't sure, but I nodded anyway.

As he walked over to a table, which I saw held to dark skinned females and a white male who looked trashed, I felt a wave of dizziness crash into me like a ferocious wave. Uh, oh. Then black spots danced to an unknown beat in front of my eyes. Blood loss. Never try it. It sucks.

As I tilted, I saw the women at Alec's table look over just before Alec did. Then Alec and the woman with long black straight hair were both rushing over to me. The other woman not far behind. That was when everything went dark.