(A/N)….. idk I just like putting that there

Chapter 3

Wings with Attitude

When Jack had gone down to the basement he found not one but two people down there. Some girl, blond beautiful and deadly. He had had to revert to magic; something he wasn't to crazy about doing, in order to bring her down. But the end result of the fight was that he won and she wound up tied down by magic cords to a chair on the other side of the room from the other bird kid.

Talk about a crazy day. As if one bird freak spy wasn't enough for anyone to deal with.

He looked her up and down quickly as if trying to decide something. He lingered in her eyes but instead of fear he found just a look of boredom, like she had this capture thing down to a fine art, that no one seamed to care about anymore.

Jack grabbed a fist full of her hair and got up in her face.

"What the hell are you?"

The bird girl sighed and rolled her eyes.

"You forgot the freak part."

"What?"

"Never mind, just usually when people ask what I am they add freak at the end of the sentence."

"I can't imagine why. But you're just stalling. So what are you freaks exactly?"

" What If I don't wanna tell you?" the girl answered in a flirtish manor.

"Then the last thing you will ever see in this world will be your guts pouring into your lap."

"I've never heard that one before. You up with it on your own?"

"Yes, you could say it's a kind of trade mark." Jack of course was bluffing, when he killed, it was never for pleasure and his blows always killed instantly, little or no pain was ever felt. He could tell by her eyes however that she believed him.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

At that Jack let go of her hair and backed away from her and toward the other bird kid. He knelt down and pulled a dagger from the inside of his boot. He then shoved the dagger underneath the other ones neck. It was amazing how much a person can change over the cores of a few years.

"I suggest that you, what the phrase cut to the chase, because it's early and my hand you see has a bad habit of falling asleep. I would hate myself if my hand were to slip and slit his throat. He looked the girl straight in the eyes and watched a tear roll off her cheek and hit the floor.

"We, as in Fang and I are hybrids. 98% human and 2% bird. We were created and experimented on by Itex."

Jack released his grip, and removed the dagger from under Fangs' chin.

"See that wasn't so hard now was it?" Said Jack in a cold tone. Their story would probably check out but that didn't explain why they were here.

"You forgot to mentchen your name."

at that very moment Ellen walked threw the door with a very astonished and shock expression on her face.

"MAX?!?"

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe (evil laugh)

Me: murtag put that away right now!

Murtag: It's just such a cool sword

Me: This is not your story and that is not your sword, that is the Waymaker belonging to Ellen.

Murtag: This weapon belongs to a girl?

Me: Yes it dose

(Narsuda comes in and grabs Murtag by the tie and drags him out the door. Leaving me thinking she'll set him straight or turn him gay and where did he get such a nice tie?)