AN: gah! okokok, here's another chapter for you guys! i'm just gonna continue in Germany for now, changing stuff though, because the other half of the flock is there too! THANK YOU SO MUCH for all the reviews!! i did not expect that many...anyways, enjoy!
The Ultimate Decision
Chapter 2
Apparently, that was the last straw for the Director. Her scream/growl/roar caused Fang and me to again remember where we were and break apart abruptly. She was on the move, toward the other experiments. Then, she reached out and grabbed Omega. She muttered something to him and gave him a rough push towards where Fang and I still stood.
Crap.
Again.
The Director walked back to the podium. "Attention, please, ladies and gentlemen. There seems to be a flaw in our plan, but don't worry. The show only gets better from here." She eyed me disapprovingly. "Since it appears Maximum and Fang will not fight to the death, they shall fight against Omega. Most of you should recall what you have seen Omega can do. Now, begin!"
Omega didn't seem to have a mind of his own; he was compelled to follow the Director's orders. He charged at Fang, going for a deadly blow. He was inches away before my instincts kicked in at last and pulled Fang away, milliseconds before the hit. Fang caught my eye, his silent thanks. I had seen how powerful Omega was and I wasn't too eager to let him use his powers on us, but before I could attempt a hit, Fang did. I saw his fist, hard and unmoving, sail through the air and collide with Omega's jaw. Things seemed to move in slow motion as Omega stayed exactly where he was, not stumbling, his head not even shifting in the slightest, and Fang let out what I could only describe as a howl of agony. That must have really, really hurt.
That's when I threw myself into the battle, angered by Fang's injury, upset that we were even in this situation in the first place. I was mad that the flock had split up and reunited under these deadly circumstances. I was enraged that Fang and the rest of the flock were in danger because of a situation I could have easily avoided. But mostly, (and don't you dare laugh) I was absolutely furious that Fang and I had finally come to terms with each other, only to have it ruined completely by a stupid fight to the death.
Max.
Oh, of course. How on earth could I have possibly forgotten my best friend, the Voice?
Get out of my head.
Max, this is not a healthy outlet for your anger. Omega is too powerful; you can't afford to be reckless. You're gambling with your life here, as well as the lives of Fang and the rest of your flock.
That actually made me pay attention for a moment.
Well, then, what do you suggest I do?
Omega has one flaw: his eyes. He can't follow things well with them.
Is that so?
I tried out the Voice's recommendation. I flashed my fist in front of Omega's eyes and sure enough, confusion flickered across his face. Score! And I punched him square in the nose.
By now, Fang had recovered enough to help me out. He looked at me questioningly, waiting for an order.
"His eyes!" I shouted. "He can't follow things with them!"
Fang nodded and jumped into action. In a matter of minutes, dear old Omega was no more. Itex's greatest creation was taken down by a couple of "experiment's that turned out...not so well," according to the lady in charge. Now, of course, this did nothing to help the Director control her temper, but I was a bit too busy bathing in the impossible moment to notice, until Nudge tugged my shirt.
"Max! Flyboys! And the Director's trying to make a break for it!" She pointed to the Director's retreating figure. I shot a quick glance at Fang.
"Go! We can handle the Flyboys!"
At his words, Nudge and I dashed off, catching the Director just before she reached the door out. I grabbed her shoulder and spun her around. "Hello, Mom." I took hold of her arm and motioned for Nudge to get her other side. "U-and-A!" A bunch of stupid Flyboys flew through the top barrier, short-circuiting it. I smiled. Those Flyboys could be pesky, but they sure had impecable timing.
Nudge and I extended our wings, almost struggling to lug the Director with us.
"What are you doing? Put me down this instant!" she shrieked. But we didn't heed and Nudge and I continued up.
-_-_-_-_-
Fang gestured for the rest of the flock. He couldn't believe anything that had just happened and he wasn't counting on any of it lasting, in case he had just dreamed it up. But, focusing on the present moment, there were alot of Flyboys. A lot. He wasn't sure if the flock could take them down.
Iggy automatically took Fang's right flank, the Gasman taking the left, with Angel and Total behind them. Surprisingly, Ari walked to Iggy's right, wearing his battle face. He looked briefly to Fang, as if to ask if he should step away, but Fang nodded at him, granting him permission to stay put. The Flyboys were closing in on them, throwing the bystanders into total chaos.
"Ready...set...GO!" Fang shouted. And the flock lunged at the Flyboys. Total went for their legs, while Fang, Iggy, Ari, and Gazzy went hand-to-hand. But Angel just stood where she was. Flyboys began to make their way toward her.
There's too many for us to destroy on our own, she thought to Fang.
What else is there to do?
When all else fails, go up. Angel smiled at him.
The barrier. What do we do about that?
We let the Flyboys handle that.
As it turned out though, they didn't need to worry about that. There was a loud ruckus outside the castle walls, shouts and chants. The Flyboys heard this and instantly took off, not stopping once to consider the barrier. But, when the Flyboys were done, there was no more barrier to worry about.
"Well, that takes care of the barrier and the Flyboys," Fang muttered. And at that moment, the flock heard a moan and a thump, coming from Ari's direction. Total was the first on the spot, sniffing Ari and placing a paw on his neck.
"Uh-oh. No pulse there." Total rested his furry head on Ari's hest, above his heart. "No heartbeat either." Then, the Scottie lowered his head so his eyes were level with Ari's chest. "He's not breathing. I think it's safe to call this guy dead."
Fang walked over and turned Ari onto his stomach, lowering his shirt collar. And there was the expiration date. Fang stood up again, his face impassive as usual. Somehow, he had a feeling that Max wouldn't much like this.
-_-_-_-_-
"I'll ask again: Who. Is. My. Real. Mother?"
The Director was very shaken. Nudge and I had already relinquished our grip once and were willing to do it again.
"I don't know her name! But she was some sort of doctor! Hispanic! Gonzalez, or Martinez, or something. Please! Don't let go! That's all I can remember!"
Let me tell you, the woman seemed pretty desperate. Nudge and I were quiet for a bit, dangling the unwanted Director between us.
"You know, you guys aren't the only successful experiments we've had," she said unexpectedly.
"Are you talking about Omega and Spot back there?"
"No, me. I'm part Galapagos turtle. I'm 107 years old."
"Really? You must have some other secret, because you don't look a day over 105."
And then I let go.
AN: okay, you guys should know what basically happens to the Director from there. i'm really sorry if there's any spelling or grammar mistakes, but i did this right on FanFiction, so there's no spell check. hope you guys liked it! next chapter, i'll try to squeeze in more FAXNESS! if there is a next chapter. i originally planned this as a oneshot, so it might be cut at any time. sorry folks
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