Wow! I got like two reviews in the first two days! (yeah it was just two but i'm hyper at the moment...) Thankyou thankyou thankyou! I came up with this in about 20 minutes so ignore any spelling oopsies. I don't have a beta so ohwell.
So i wanna thank MadToTheBone1 and skibum for being my first reviewers. Yay you guys get a virtual cookie.
Disclaimer: Do i really have to do this again? Common, i live in the middle of freaking nowhere. I don't own anything.
Now, on with the story.
Switching POV's
Chuck spent the rest of the day flying around in circles. First he flew all the way to L.A, then to Washington and back. By the time it was dark out, he was exhausted. After allowing himself only short flights over the years, this had caused his muscles to ache and he tired easily. But he kept flying.
He had over ten messages from Sarah on his phone, six from Morgan and three from Casey. Even one from Beckman. He didn't reply to any of them, fearing that they would somehow find him and, at the same time, knowing it would be impossible to talk when he was in midair. Have you ever tried talking on the phone when you're flying at over a hundred miles an hour? It doesn't work.
He had known it was wrong to hide what he was for this long and now his life was falling down around his shoulders, and he had no idea what to do about it. After Sarah, Casey and Beckman had seen his wings, he had panicked, focusing only on getting out of Castle. He was still shaky about what he had found out. The CIA and NSA were basically his owners, thanks to the intersect but they had known about the school and the experiments they were doing. He also knew that they would never let him leave willingly. But he didn't want to be stared at like some kind of freak, or worse, experimented on again. Chuck shook his head in despair and headed home.
When he landed lightly on the roof of his apartment, he had to jump off the edge to get down. Thanks to his genetically enhanced limbs, he was fine. He tucked his wings in tightly, that way they would melt into his back, making him look exactly like the weak guy he was trying to pretend to be. He had learned how to do it only a few days after he had gotten out of the school. After Chuck folded his wings in, he pulled up his glamour, hiding the scars and making it look like he was wearing a shirt. He couldn't change his appearance completely, just hide his scars and frig with the colors of his clothes and such. Only once had he tried to look like some one else. He had woken up in the hospital, after being there for almost a week. He just wasn't powerful enough. Chuck didn't mind though. At least he could pass as human.
His eyes scanned Casey and Ellie's doors to make sure he wasn't being watched. He wasn't thankfully. As he turned his back to go into his apartment, he heard the unmistakable sound of a shotgun being cocked. Chuck raised his hands slowly and turned around as fast as he dared.
"Good to see ya birdboy!" A familiar voice called out from the other side of the courtyard. Chuck froze when he heard it. The last time he had heard the voice was when he had escaped the school. The owner of the voice was snarling furiously and unintelligibly at him as he was flying away from the school that had been in California. It was Loru. His old prison guard that was also an Eraser. Erasers are part human, part wolf and they were the school's guards. They would kill with or without orders or mercy. But Chuck had heard that the Erasers had all been retired years ago. Retired, meaning they were all dead. Why was Loru still alive?
As these thoughts ping-pong around his head, Chuck put on a brave face and tried to renew the familiar banter. "Right back at ya dogbreath!" He replied with fake cheer.
Loru's face twisted into a horrible snarl and his upper fangs grew a little and Chuck started praying that Ellie or Awesome wouldn't come outside to talk. It took a few seconds for Loru's face to return to normal. He obviously still had control issues. All Erasers did.
"So, how's life been treatin' ya their birdboy?" Loru asked with a cocky grin. In his slightly morphed hands, that looked more like hairy claws, he held the shotgun that was aimed directly at Chuck's head.
At that exact moment, Casey came charging out of his apartment. His gun was in his hand and it was also aimed at Chuck. "Bartoski! Don't move! What the-" Casey halted mid word when Loru pulled the trigger. The buckshot took out one of Chuck's windows, barely missing Casey's head. Casey froze then dropped his weapon reluctantly and another Eraser appeared from behind him and snatched it. It then held it directly against Casey's neck. The agent looked supremely pissed off; which was normal for him…
"Oh, Bartoski, I'm going to kill you." He growled.
Loru laughed. "Birdboy, way to go! Got the NSA pissed at you! Well, all we need now is for you to come with me." The Eraser snarled to last bit with pleasure. Casey was utterly shocked when the doglike man mentioned who he worked for. He turned and stared at Bartoski furiously, trying to figure out how this had all happened.
All this time, Chuck had been judging how much Casey would weigh and if he could lift him. Since Chuck was uberstrong, he could probably fly with Casey for a short while. The Eraser with the gun to Casey's neck was another problem.
"Now why would I do that?" Chuck demanded.
"Because if you don't, your girlfriend will die." With a pleased sneer on his face, Loru gestured to someone to come out from the shadows of the walkway. It was yet another Eraser and in its hairy paws, it held Sarah. Her eyes were glassy and they couldn't focus on anything but other then that she seemed fine. A growl sounded from deep in Chuck's chest as he stared at the partially morphed Eraser that held his love. Loru simply laughed.
"Very scary. You know that we will kill these two without mercy. We could even torture them for a while. You wouldn't want that now would you?"
Chuck knew that Loru was completely serious. He also knew there was no way he could kill the Eraser's before they either killed Casey or Sarah. His heart filled with hatred toward the Erasers and his head knew that it was over. "Fine. Where do I go?"
"Chuck NO!" Sarah was almost completely free from whatever drugs they had given her and she was now struggling against the grip of her captor. It was no use, but she never gave up.
Loru gave a sad snigger. He had whipped a tranq gun from his belt and shot Stone (A/N: Stone=Chuck. That's the name Loru knew him as) dead in the chest. Loru felt a twinge deep in his chest as he watched Stone fall to the ground with a thud. For the past seventeen years, Loru had been searching for Stone and it had ended by simply capturing the ones he cared about. It was sad. The Eraser forced the abnormal thoughts (for him) out of his head and focused on the job at hand.
Black lights danced in front of Chuck's eyes and the last thing he heard was Casey growling and Sarah screaming his name. Then he floated.
Sarah watched in horror as Chuck collapsed. She was frozen and didn't even react when one of the deformed men slammed a gun down on Casey's head. He went down like a tree. The one that had shot Chuck turned to her and said, "well, my pretty, this should be fun."
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