It was dark. Too dark. I know it sounds cliché, but it was too dark. I was used to sleeping in tight spaces, not big open caves. I huddled myself up into a corner of the cave. Apparently, my night vision came in slower than Fang's.
"You aren't claustrophobic? You're just like Angel," He said, sounding far-off.
"I actually enjoy tight spaces. It reminds me of safety. Kind of backwards, don't you think?" I said, a matter-of-factly. He laughed. I saw his smile. Nice, but not the same as Iggy's. I smiled back and started to unclench. My hair felt heavy. I realized I hadn't washed it since I left the lab. I must have smelled like a sewer.
"By the way, there's a new invention called soap. Might want to look it up," said Fang. Oh, har dee har har Smart Guy. But I noticed something he slid to me. A laptop. I opened it and turned the brightness down. I typed in "Avian human hybrids". Too many results. I clicked on "News". Here's an interesting headline, "Bird Kid Terrorizes High School". Oh, heh heh, my bad. That was me last year. I saw another one, "Children with wings at restaurant". I saw and immediately recognized Fang. He was dressed in all black. I saw another, except this one was a girl. She had beautiful sun-streaked blonde hair with pink highlights. She was standing on a table with her wings spread out wide. I saw a furious waiter with a large bill in his hand. Nice, girl, I like your style. I then remembered a name I had seen on the blog, Max. It must have been her on the table. I glanced at Iggy, who was sleeping. His large wings, even longer than mine, clipped the edge of the cave. I needed to get these guys out of here, and fast. A message popped up on the screen, an email. I was gonna get in trouble. I carefully opened it. It said "FROM MAX, URGENT"
I finished reading the email. Apparently Max and some others were trapped in a dungeon in Germany. I tapped Fang Awake.
"Ungh?" He looked at the mail and his eyes widened, "You looked at my email?" he said, furiously. I smiled and shrugged, "Hopefully this isn't a test. How good are you at cooking breakfast?" I laughed, "I thought so," He said, laughing along with me.
Soon we had woken Iggy and the Gasman up. I had found a bunch of berries and the Gasman had found some eggs. Wasn't that a bit barbaric? Either way, I was really hungry. Iggy had gotten a fire going and was cooking the eggs. We had soon finished eating and extinguished the flames. We headed off for Germany.
Hope you liked this chapter, Marie