OK sorry it took me a while to update.....


Fang's POV:

I carried Nudge and flew hard. Blood was dripping and disappearing behind us from her arm, and I could see she was trying really really hard not to cry.

"Nudge we need to go into the city. Since you know everything, do you know where the nearest one is?" I tried to make her feel better with flattery....

"Y-Yeah... Seattle," she whimpered, voice quivering. Iggy was looking wordily at her with sightless eyes. I looked around and finally saw the scratches of buildings on the horizon. I flew faster and faster, pushing harder and harder. Nudge might bleed to death if I don't hurry......... My black shirt was died red, and I'm sure the only white thing on me (Er... I do not wish to locate this) was sure as hell red with blood from her seeping through my pants. I landed on top of one of the highest buildings and ran through the roof door.

I didn't look where I landed... I stopped about middle way down. I needed to get inside one of these rooms and get something to stop the blood. Maybe then call 9-1-1. she slipped... Yes she slipped and landed on the pocket knife I let out. Perfect cover story. I stopped and kicked a door, hard. I needed them to open it NOW. A girl opened and my mind faintly recognised her under a rush of panic. Max was beside me and spoke.

"My sister is really hurt... can you help?" Max even put in a strangled sound of horror. The girl's eyes were wide, but she nodded and stepped out of our way. She must have noticed how bloody I was, because she got out towels and spread them on her couch.

"Set her here," the girl's voice was familiar, too... I set her down. I noticed for the first time the the little girl who was in my arms wasn't just bleeding there. Her stomach had been sliced up, too, which may have been what soaked my shirt so fast. Damn. There goes my cover story...

"SAM!" The girl yelled. My head snapped back to reality. Sam, Sam, Sam... that name. I thought.... iCarly. Holy crap. Perfect coincidence! A girl with dirty blonde curly hair stomped down the stairs.

"What Carl - oh my -" Freddie was behind her and luckily slapped a hand over her mouth. I glared momentarily before taking on my usual demeanour.

"Sam get the first aid kit. Freddie, get the phone and Spencer!" Carly said, standing there looking at the blood spreading on the towel as if in a trance.

"Carly," I said softly. She looked up. "We need an ambulance."

"NO!" Max snapped at the same time as Nudge. Nudge then groaned and fell backwards.

"Yes. She's running out of blood, and we're not in the right place for Anne to show up again," I said quietly. "She's just as bad off as I was when I needed the hospital."

"Whoa whoa whoa. Firstly: WHAT HAPPENED?!? secondly: who are you and thirdly: where did you come from?!" Carly yelled. I looked at her with a glare in my eyes, but kept my face emotioinless. Now was the time for expressionlessness. The flock needed it.

"She fell while climbing the tower on the roof, and landed on my pocket knife," I lied quickly. On 'pocket-knife' I pointed to her arm. Carly's eyes widened.

"She was climbing the radio tower?!" she yelled.

"Shh. Yes, when we told her to get down that's when she turned to look at us and lost her footing," I said. Carly took a steadying breath.

"OK. Who are you and where did you come from??" she repeated her earlier questions.

"I'm Alex, this is Nick, Jeff, Ariel, Zypher, and Tiffany-Chrystal," Max took over. She finally used a fake name for herself... "We are in town to surprise visit someone who isn't here."

"OK," Carly sighed as Sam pounded down the stairs, lugging a huge case with a red duct tape + on it twice her size. "Spencer's dangerous hobbies are coming in handy..."

I opened it immediately and Iggy felt through it and found a gauze roll. I got disinfectant and poured it in her cuts as Iggy set the bone. I then wrapped her arm and midsection in gauze which quickly was died crimson. Freddy was dialing 9-1-1 already.

"Yes 9-1-1 what's your emergency?" A voice came out of the phone.

"A girl is here and she's bleeding like crud all over the couch!"

"Sir what happened?"

"Uh...." I took the phone. "She was climbing the radio tower on top of a building and fell on a pocketknife... her arm is cut and broken and she has several cuts along her midsection."

"What's your location?"

".... Seattle..." I didn't know where we were! Carly took the phone. "The iCarly studio...." of course! Stupid me.

"OK we're on our way remain calm."