Hey, people, I'm back again!!! Thanks a bunch to samzeman for giving me my very first review; totally made my day!! OK, I will now write chapter 2 while listening to Ray play Lego Star Wars… ah the joys of little brothers! Disclaimer: If I were James Patterson and I owned any of this other than original characters and the basic plot, I promise you that I would not be writing something for a freaking fan site. Oh and this chapter takes place a little bit before the last one. =D
Fang P.O.V
'Angel, get the h*ll out of here!' I was getting far beyond annoyed at the little mind reading demon child that Max seemed to find so adorable for reasons unknown.
'Why?' her thoughts echoed back to me in the form of an overly ridiculous question.
'Gee, I wonder why I would possibly want a pesky 7-year-old to stop reading my mind which should be a very private place?' As soon as I thought it, I realized that it may have been overly harsh, but I shook it off and didn't honestly care.
In response to the un-mattering harshness, Angel sent me a glare and flew away, ready to go to work on some other poor, defenseless victim.
I returned my expression to one void of emotion, but felt that something wasn't right. Before I could even look behind me, I felt a sharp pain in the back of my neck. My hand instinctively flew to the spot, and came into contact with a thin dart, and I quickly pulled it out, but new it was too late to stop whatever was laced with, and it was undoubtedly was laced with something, from doing what it was created to do.
My head suddenly began to pound, and my throat became dry as the California desert. A nauseous feeling developed in my stomach, and my chest felt like an overweight elephant had just come back from eating a rather large bag of peanuts and found my lungs (and, yes, air sacks) a good place to sit. I became overpoweringly dizzy, and felt extremely weak. I struggled to stay in the air, and concentrated on moving my dark wings up and down.
I wanted to cry out for help, but no sound escaped my lips. Black dots danced within my vision, and I could feel myself getting lower and lower, losing power with each beat of my heart which, for you clueless ones, is rather frequent.
After only about two minutes, I couldn't keep going. I let my wings go slack and fell through the air, awaiting the smack against the ground that was sure to come.
But before the impact came, I felt strong arms roughly pull me out of my descent toward the earth, and, for a moment, I became alert, but soon fell back into my previous state, almost all my sense cloudy.
I didn't care to think about what might happen next, all I could think about was, for some reason, Max. I looked back toward the flock just as my capturer yanked me behind some strangely tall trees, and saw Max turn around, her eyes widening, only seconds too late.
As I was caught up in my thoughts, my head was slammed against something harder than your average tree branch, and, although it wasn't a very hard impact, it was enough to render me completely unconscious, which honestly wasn't anything less of a relief.
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