So this is chapter two on my story! Hurray! What shenanigans will my little misfit pack get into now? Ay ways something I neglected to mention in the past chapter is that starting with this chapter it is placed in the same time period as the flocks journey. Yes as this chapter is taking place little Angel is being kidnapped.
Any who let the story begin!
Ten years have passed since the day we escaped, ten long years. A small smile crept over my face as I thought of it. Since then we have found a nice abandoned cabin in a small town outside of Memphis Tennessee. It was a beautiful place really, most of this area we live in is fields used for farming and such. Its a nice place and it truly is the safest we have ever been. Lina was happy with the large pond near the back of the cabin and Aron loved the open range for flying, but he mostly flew at night. As for me, I was just happy they were happy, and then I had my little Jillian.
"Ash! Ash! Look what I found!" The small girl cried as she ran to me with a small animal. "Its a kitten! Can we keep it please?" I grimaced at the sight of the cat, lets just say me and cats do not mix. as I began to shake my head I saw tears at the corner of her eyes and I sighed, "keep it away from me and its yours." She giggled and jumped around happily at her good news. My little Jillian was special, unlike myself, Aron and Lina, she had no faults. She had beautiful tan wings like that of a birds, and long silky blond hair. Needless to say even at such a young age, it was obvious to us she was special and the school would most likely want her back.
Jillian was my baby, quite literally I've raised her from infancy, of course Aron and Lina helped. I hugged her and sighed, "Why don't you go put the kitten in your room?" Once she was gone my mind was slowly drifting back to the threat that erasers posed our family, my pack... I stood up and walked into one of the pastures that was near our house. Don't ask me why but being near goats has always seemed to comfort me. As I sat by my favorite of the little herd , a small black and brown goat who's tail seemed to never stop wagging, I began to notice something odd. There was this low humming noise. I looked around and frowned, there were no cars this far out normally except the occasional visit from the fields owner.
Biting my lip I stood up and patted the goat on the head as if to say a finally good bye, not to sure on why it was just a feeling. However then I heard something that made me cringe, the humming got louder and I could pick up on laughing. "Lina! Jillian!" I yelled as I jumped the pastures fence and charged back to the cabin, "We have to go now!" I said as I began to pack a bag of food. "What are you doing Ash?" Aron said with a yawn as he walked to my side. "Packing. get the others." Aron nodded and ran out, funny thing about Aron is he's a master lip reader.
As I packed our bags a loud boom came from the front door, 'guess that's all we'll pack.' I thought as I darted into the hall way throwing Aron the bag. "You and Jillian fly away and get Lina to the river. We meet up at the abandoned Peabody mall in Memphis." I said quickly and I ran out of the house to come face to snout with an eraser, "Shit." Was all I mustered as a powerful clawed hand was whirled at me, catching my cheek and sending me flying to the side. "Long time no see Ashy." It chuckled. I grimaced as I recognized he voice, he was an old friend Lance at least he was once a friend. "Lance what are you doing here? I thought they had you mutts on a tight leash." I smirked and got back to my feet, whipping my cheek as he growled.
Lance had been my "cell mate" I guess you could say, back at the school. We had been close, very close but that all changed the day thy marked me as a failed experiment. He distanced him self and I was left with Lina and Aron. "Surprised you avoided us for so long. Nice little place you had here." I looked up in confusion when he said had and it hit me, the strong sent of gasoline. "No!" I cried as he lit my home on fire. I wasn't worried for the cabin but for the animals, Goatsy and his friends I knew it wouldn't spread to far but I was a kind soul ya know. "Bastard!" I cried out as I let out my claws and charged him.
Lance howled as I pushed him back into the flames, breaking the door in the process. He had little time to retaliate because i was on him in an instant, my claws pounding down on his chest and face as he struggled to get away. I gasped when a second eraser knocked me off of him and I went tumbling down the hall, smoke was already filling the house and I needed to escape and soon. "Where is she Ash?" Lance roared at me from the door way, they were going to escape and leave me in here to burn. It hurt, Lance had always been the one eraser I thought I could trust, I held back the tears and I looked around me for an escape plan when I heard it, a panicked mewl coming from Jillian's room. I darted into the room with out thinking, cupped the kitten in my paws and did a barrel roll out the window. What can I say I'm a softy for animals, even if I despise cats.
The kitten ran into the woods behind the lake, it was safe but I was still in danger. I looked to the front of the house and saw Lance gathering his troops to come after me, great. I darted into te wooded area and ran, long and hard. It didn't matter how far i went they would track me, I knew it but my pack would be in trouble with out me. When I hit a road I followed it to a train track, now if only a train were coming. Just as that thought ended a loud whistling came from down the track, perfect! I ran across the tracks and down the road, passing houses and what looked like a school as I went. I was safe, but for how long I didn't know. Lance would find me, and no matter ow much I hated to admit it he would kill me..And then my pack would be taken.
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XD End of the first chapter! And honestly this one is set in the area I live in. I travel over those train tracks on a daily basis to go into town or get to school. Hurray for living in the country! Any whoooo I would love for you to leave a comment, I thrive on reviews!
Oh right I don't own erasers but I do own Lance, Lina, Aron, Jillian, and Ash~! Goatsy belongs to the man down the street from my grand mom. Seriously I live very close to my family.