Ok, sorry the last chapter was really short. But I'm updating now and I promise this chapter will be longer. Also I had a prologue so all the chapters are behind what the numbers say, and the name of the chapters are the person whose POV this is. And this combines elements of all 3 books (such as they have the laptop but there are also real erasers and not Flyboys).

And I was going to say all this last chapter but I forgot. Sorry.

Chapter 2: Max

"Hey, stupid. Why don't you pick on someone your own size?" I shouted. "And your own species, come to think of it. That would really help. I'd send you a nice gift basket."

The Eraser turned to me and snarled. Yeah, snarled.

Geez. Just how clichéd are these Erasers? What next, an evil laugh and rubbing his hands together? Actually, I probably don't want that question answered.

He turned back to Someone, who I now realized was a girl probably around my age, but several inches shorter. And, yes, as he got closer, he let out an evil laugh and rubbed his hands together.

These guys watch way too many old movies.

The poor girl was literally shaking with fear. That really made me mad, that these guys thought that they could just start going after anyone they wanted. What, did they run out of poor, helpless bird children to chase?

What a tragedy.

Not.

I dropped down from behind and landed a high kick right into his back, a kick that would have broken the spine of a normal man. This guy got the wind knocked out of him.

He whirled around and faced me, snarling again.

"Again with the snarling? You really need to update your bad guy moves, pal," I advised him.

He growled in response.

I mock clapped. "Very good!" I said. "You upped it from snarling to growling. You get a gold star for the day."

He lunged at me. I responded with a well-placed kick. He fell to the ground, whimpering.

"Go!" I shouted at the girl. She didn't comply. She was too busy watching, wide-eyed, at the fight scene that was unfolding before her. I half expected her to pull out a bucket of popcorn, as if she was at the movies.

"Okay, fine, you can stay, just don't get killed!" I yelled, dodging the Eraser's boot. I punched him in the face, flinching at the crack as his nose broke.

"Can't say I'm sorry about that," I said conversationally. He snarled—again.

"Retrogressing, now, are we?" I asked. "I thought we agreed—no more snarling, only growling."

His response? A growl.

Shocker.

At least he's a good listener.

"So, what's your name?" I asked as I shot a roundhouse kick at his chest. "Wait—let me guess. Snarly? Growly? Cliché-y?"

He snarled. I took that to mean that his name was Snarly, or maybe Cliché-y. It was kind of hard to tell.

I was easily gaining the upper hand in the skirmish, repeatedly inflicting injury upon Snarly as we advanced farther and farther toward the edge of the cliff. I was going to win—anyone with half a brain could figure that out.

So I pretty much figured that Snarly knew that, too.

But then I remembered that Someone was at the edge.

"Oh, crap!" I said. "Wait here," I told Snarly as he stood sniveling near the edge. I flew over his head to get Someone over him so I could push him off, thus ending all my problems at that immediate moment.

Only, where was Someone?

Uh-oh.

So how was that? Sorry it took so long to update—I had homework I had to get done, but now I'm done with the chapter. I swear that the rest of the flock will appear within the next 2 chapters—maybe not the next one, but definitely the one after that

And can you believe how awesome a name Snarly is? I think I should get a creativity award for that, don't you think? Jk, it's stupid, but it fits.