A/N: Here is chapter three! Special thanks to DiedLaughing and My Name is Not Jessica for reviewing. This chapter is done in two different people's points of view, Soul and Fury.

Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride or Soul, who belongs to DiedLaughing.

Fury POV

I woke tied to a tree with no one in sight.

I looked around, struggling against my bonds. The Erasers were nowhere to be found, but whoever tied me here is just leaving me as easy prey to them and any other creatures that might come along. I continued to fight the bonds, but they held very tightly. Man, whoever it was knew their stuff. I reviewed what had happened in my mind. Erasers attacked and someone had rescued me, supposedly the same person who tied me to this dang tree.

As I struggled against the rope, I remembered my knives. A secret smile on my face, I slid my hand down into a pouch on my boot. I pulled out one of my two boot knives that were nearly invisible if you didn't know it was there. I slashed through my bonds and as the ropes fell away, I dashed out into the center of clearing. I cocked my head and turned my back to the tree to which I had been tied. If my theory was correct, then they should come down right about now. I heard a crack and spun around, flinging my knife as I spun. I heard a thump accompanied by a muffled gasp of surprise. I turned to see a short girl with spiky black hair pinned to the tree with my knife. I smiled and looked down at the girl's feet. Black buckle boots, as I suspected. Now the predator is the prey.

"Who are you?" Ah, the standard three word question to which everyone wants to know the answer.

"A girl who doesn't wish to be interrogated," I replied, refusing to give her any information about myself. "Who are you?"

"Sal Hopkinz." she stated, obviously using a different name. I smirked before replying,

"No really, what's your name?" She didn't answer and I could feel my temper shorting out. This girl doesn't want to see me mad.

"Well, I suppose she was attacked by Erasers and the enemy of my enemy is my friend, so it might be safe…" She muttered before trailing off.

"What was that?" I replied staring her down.

"Nothing, I talked to myself a lot," she said, before adding. "I call myself Soul and I escaped from a School in Florida when I was ten. I've been on the run ever since."

I could see this girl was in a similar situation. On the run with nowhere to go and the only motive is to stay out of a lab. I decided to trust her.

Soul POV

The blond girl finally relaxed her face out of the ugly snarl. She had a pretty face, with brown eyes and freckles across her nose and wavy blond hair that fell down her back.

"I call myself Fury and escaped from the Institute of Higher Living in New York. The Erasers have been after me ever since, but yesterday was the closest I've gotten to being caught," the blond said.

"Then, what do you say?" I teased, forgetting I was with a stranger, not with Fin, best friend. Her face hardened, but she replied.

"Thank you," she said gruffly, kicking the pine needles in front of her.

"Ummm..," I said before asking. "If I take this knife out of my sleeve, do you promise not to kill me?"

"Sure, but I want it back," she smirked and slid the matching knife back into a pouch on her boot. "By the way, you tie good knots."

"I know," I replied with a smile. I yanked the knife out of the tree bark and tossed at her feet. She picked it up and slid it back in to the other pocket on her brown hunting boots. She looked at me for a minute before asking,

"Do you have...you know...wings?" She looked at her feet. I smiled and extended my gray and white wings.

"Pearl kite," I said proudly, "the smallest raptor in the world. I looked it up in a library because I wanted to know what bird they were from."

"Cool, I still don't know which bird my wings are from," she said, extending her wings. They were bright red toward the inside and black feather toward the tips.

"Pretty, care to find out?" I asked.

"Sure thing, let's go!" Fury said, picking up her bag off the ground. We both got running starts and leaped into the air and flew into the air toward the nearest civilization.

When we arrived in a little town, I asked the first person we saw where the library was located.

"Do you have a library?" I asked a wizened old mad standing and reading a newspaper by the side of the road, waiting for a bus.

"Yeah, it's down this street and to the left. Have fun," the man replied, turning his attention back to his newspaper.

"Thanks!" Fury replied and we made our way down the street. Once we had turned the corner, I told Fury to extend her wings. She did, looking confused.

"Pull out a feather," I commanded, looking at her.

"What? Why?" Fury said, shocked.

"You can't walk in there and just unfurl your wings to check. I don't think they'd let us stay if you did that. You need a feather or two for reference," I stated.

"Fine," she said, yanking out a feather with a grimace. We strolled around to the library, feather in hand. An elderly lady welcomed us with a smile and we asked where the computers were located. She directed to a table with four computers on it. I nodded in thanks and slid behind the first one.

"Type in red and black birds wings and see what comes up," I suggested and proceeded to do the same. I clicked on Wikipedia and typed in scarlet. I was about to add wings when a description popped up. It read scarlet tanager. I recognized as a type of bird. I clicked on it and waited for the computer to boot up. Man, these things were slow.

Finally, after about five minutes, the article popped up. It was a bird with similar wings to Fury's.

"Look, Ry! I think found something," I said.

She looked up and came over to see my screen.

"It's not exact. Search other tanagers to see if there are any other red ones," she replied. I did and she was right. There was one other red one that came up.

"Summer tanager. This looks more like it," I said. It had less black and redder the other one.

"This is it," she said, comparing the feather with the screen. "Can we go now? Being this close to civilization is making me antsy."

"Sure," I replied with a grin. We gave a quick good bye to the lady and dashed out of the library. We fled down an alley, laughing. I noticed Fury's grip on her feather had loosened and as we ran it fell to the sidewalk. I didn't pay any attention at the time and kept running. We extended our wings and flew off into the sky without looking back.

Third Person POV

A big man strolled down the street. He watched as two girls disappear down the alley way. He appeared nonchalant as he strode after them, watching as they spread their wings and took off into the sky.

He watched the blonde's feather flutter to the ground before picking it up. He sniffed it, committing its scent to memory. Suddenly, he crushed it in his fist. That's you, he thought, watching them disappear.

"I will get you," he muttered under his foul breath, smirking with his sharp canine teeth at the place they vanished.

"I will get you."

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