CHAPTER FOUR
A/N: Should this be the last chapter, or should I keep on going? After this... Iggy and Ella story! What do you think?
"I love you," she whispered, and dropped out of my arms, down, down, into the dark air below me.
"MAX! NOOOO!" I screamed. Too late. A Flyboy swooped down and caught her, carrying her off to God knows where. I tried to follow but-
A fist. Pain. Then darkness.
MAX'S P.O.V.
I open my eyes to a dark steel room. My back is throbbing. I look around. Where am I? Immediatly, my instincts kick in. Find a way out. Get out of here!
Then, above me, huge lights switch on, one by one.
I roll my eyes. What a cliche.
Looking around, I see a mirror. One-way glass, I think. Cliche. Again. Wow, super smart mad scientist, but yet, not very original.
"Hey, Mom!" I shout out, hoping that the Director is hearing me. "You guys have such cliches. I mean really, you plan to reduce the world's population by one-half, and yet you can't even think up a new interrogation scene. Seriously!" No answer. I walk slowly around the room, almost skipping. Anything to piss her off. No one likes seeing their captive cheery.
"So..." I smirk. Oh, this'll be good. "What happens when I do.. this?" I deliver a hard round-house kick to the glass. It wobbles, but dosen't crack. Oh, but you can be rest assured my foot does.
"Crap! owowowowow!" I yell, hopping around. I glare at the glass. I know they're watching me.
I sniff. A sour odur fills the air. Jeezum, did they kidnap Gasman as well? But then, the smell is making me kind of drowsy. Like the Valium. Valium... I told Fang I loved him when I was on Valium. Wait- Fang! Where was he? And where was I? But... that didn't really matter right now. That scent was so nice. Lillies, I think. And lavender.
Dammit! I could tell this was some kind of gas, but I couldn't stop it. The room started turning different colours, and I knew I was screwed. I fell to the steel floor, but it didn't hurt. Nothing did. I seemed to drift in and out of conciousness, seeing random memories, feelings, and pictures.
Max?
I sat up.
Jeb?
Yes, sweetie.
Jeb, where the hell am I?
You are at a small School, located about 15 miles from the house.
Get me out of here!!
I'm trying. I'm coming right now. Hang on sweetie, I'm coming.
I'll hang you over a cliff if you call me sweetie one more time. Now hurry up!
Yes, Maximum.
I sighed. The smell and it's effects seemed to have gone, thanks to the Voice. I sat down in a corner and waited for him to do this thing. Of course, he was going to have to bust me out, so I was looking forward to kicking some ass. I smiled and cracked my knuckles.
Boom. I looked up. Boom. A muffled sound was coming from the other side of the glass, and it was shaking furiously. Boom. Boom. Crash! The glass shattered flying everywhere. Thankfully, somehow it missed me. I raised my head, and looked at the dark figure stepping through the glass. My heart stopped.
"Fang." I was almost crying with joy and relief. He swept me up, looking incredibly sexy. He pushed me against a wall.
"Fang, what-" I was interupted as he kissed me, pushing his lips hard against mine. It was a devistatingly wonderful, earthshattering kiss that pulled at my heart. When in ended, he kissed my forehead and pulled me into a tight hug. Then he grabbed my hand and walked towards the other side of the room, where there was a door. He looked at me and grinned.
"Let's roll."
