Rescue and Escape

by NerdsAndBowties

Amorie is far from your average fourteen year old. Thanks to her mutant parents, she, too, is a mutant. This means she has to hide, even if the threats shouldn't be an issue. Until something happens, and her best friend gets kidnapped. It's up to her and her other friends to find her, even if it risks getting captured themselves. Rated M for: Blood, gore, and violence. (Book one)

2. Chapter 2

Disclaimer:

I do not own Maximum Ride, but this story is mine.

Chapter Two

"Wake up," The voice said.

Jordan and Lena woke up, too. The window was closest to Lena, so she quickly got out of her bed and jumped into mine. Jordan didn't move.

"Don't run away," The voice spoke again.

The window was thrown open, and in stepped something huge and furry. It had wings on top of the fangs, claws, and muscles.

Lena jumped away from me and headed towards the door. The Eraser turned around and tried to grab her, but I pounced on it as a diversion. He punched me in the face, causing me to loudly crash into the dresser. Lena pulled open the door and ran down the hall. He grabbed Jordan by the arm and slammed his foot on her glasses, now on the floor from the dresser slam.

I lunged at him again, kicking him hard, his grip getting loose on Jordan, who was now kicking too, her arms not free to punch. But that was a mistake. He slammed Jordan to the ground and wrapped one of his huge hands around my neck.

"You know…you probably think you're so special," He smirked.

I choked.

"What with your mother being the great Max. And your father, one of the strongest bird kids. Too bad he never talked," continuing to speak and squeeze my neck, the Eraser picked Jordan up again.

I heard lights flicker on in other rooms and scrambles to get to the door. Ours was way at the end of the hallway.

"Heh…kinda like you right now. You know, minus the black hair, you really look like her. Makes me want to crush you even more. Now, I wasn't around during her little spree. No, but I've heard stories," He dropped me to the ground, and my breaths were coming out raspy. He didn't have me by too much force, but his hand was still so huge and powerful.

I could hardly get up, and he kicked me in the face. The room started getting darker, and with a whip of red hair flying from the window and people coming in my room at the last second, I blacked out.