Tragedy- Chapter 4
Max's POV
"But, Fang can't
fight!" Angel whispered.
I looked at Fang. He sighed, and
said,
"I'll try. Don't worry about me."
Iggy
whispered something in his ear, Fang nodded and quietly said,
"yeah."
We flew off, fear starting to rise inside me.
Just as we reached about, oh, I'd say 500 meters, the Flyboys and
Erasers surrounded us.
"Let's take 'em down!" I yelled,
as we all lunged into fight mode.
I did a
round house kick, and managed to take down two. I snapped one's
wing's together, and it plummeted down. I whacked the base of one
Flyboy's spine, and it dropped, baby! I took down as many as I could,
and then snuck a look at the rest of the Flock. Iggy was holding his
own, as always. Nudge was doing great, she'd just taken down five.
Angel was making one beat itself up. Is that really a good thing? I
wondered... Gazzy had taken out about fifty with some type of
explosion. Way to go, Gazzy! One flyboy managed to punch me in the
stomach, and I fell two feet. Gasping for air, I kicked it in the
head, another one down. I looked around, there was about twenty left.
Piece of cake. Wait, where was Fang?
"Fang!?" I yelled,
fear risen up inside me all over again.
I heard a muffled yell, as
several Erasers grabbed Fang's arms and legs. One punched him
unconscious. Oh, God! Not Fang... I tried to save him, but one Eraser
managed to get me unaware. I dropped, and fell into darkness.
Iggy's POV
"Max? Max? Are you alright?"
Nudge's worried voice whispered as she started to wake up.
She
grunted, and said, "Yeah. I'll be fine."
I just sat
there and listened. Max looked around at us, and her heart beat sped
up.
"Fang. WHERE is Fang?"
Oh no, here we go, I
thought. Sighing, I said,
"They got him, Max. We tried out
hardest, but..."
She was silent.
"Shhh, it's okay,
Max. We'll get him back." Angel whispered. Wow. It's not like
Max to cry. She hadn't when they'd got Angel... Oh, right. Fang must
of told her. Poor, Max...
After about five
minutes, Max had pulled herself together.
"We have to find
him, guys. Any theories on where they took... Fang?"
I
thought for a second. The School, maybe? "I'd say your best
guess would be the School. It's about a four hour flight from
here."
"Alright, then. Let's get Fang back!"
"Wait,"
Gazzy started. "Which direction?"
Max looked at me, I
could tell. "Iggy?"
"Hmmm... I'd say...
South-East."
"Well, what are we waiting for? Let's
go!"
Fang's POV
Oh, God. My head... I opened my eyes, as if I'd be able to see. Wait, that... that smell... chemicals. It all came flooding back to me. The School. Ari. Jeb. Dog crates. I felt around. Yup. I was definatly in a freaking dog crate... again. Insert swear word of choice here, I thought. Okay... let's see. High points: at lease the creep Ari is dead. Low points: I was at the School. Max and the Flock are gone. I'm blind. And the winner is...
After about
half-an-hour, somebody came into the room.
"Why, hello
Fang." That voice was all to familiar. Jeb. The traitor.
