A/N: This chapter starts the action off, I hope you enjoy!!
The next morning I awoke to a slight pounding in my head. Keeping my eyes closed in order to avoid the inevitable light sensitivity, I made my move to get up, but was stopped by a slight weight on my back. Opening my eyes I realized what it was; I was lying with Fang and that slight weight was his arm on my back. Oh My God. I was lying with Fang, how…? Once again I was flooded with memories, these ones of the previous night, and I remembered how I came to be here. Fang and I had fallen asleep together. I remembered my forwardness from last night and immediately blushed. The pounding in my head was slowly growing as my eyes absorbed the light flooding through the window, making my stomach tight with nausea.
Okay, now how to get up without waking Fang…I wasn't quite ready to go face to face with him after last night. I made the mistake of taking a glance at him. He was so peaceful. It seemed as if sleep was the only time he was at peace with the world, and I immediately wanted to kiss him again. Control yourself Max! I thought to myself. After taking one last glance at his tranquil features and steady breathing, I steadily and slowly reached behind my back and grabbed his arm. Carefully I lifted it up, and slowly shimmied my way out from under his weight.
I sucked in a sharp breath when he made a slight disgruntled noise and turned over slightly. Thinking quickly I grabbed a pillow and stuck it where my body had once been. He grabbed the pillow and a slight smile came to his face. I laughed inwardly to myself at the scene playing out in front of me, this was too good. The usually dark, brooding, and mysterious Fang was now hugging a pillow to his side, thinking it was ME!
But of course my body refused to allow me to fully enjoy the humor of the moment by sending another wave of nausea through my stomach and reminding me of the reason I got up in the first place. With the pounding in my head I made my way to the bathroom. The nausea intensified and I quickly shut the door and ran to the toilet, hurling the entire contents of my stomach into the porcelain apparatus. "Ugghh" I groaned. "Way to start off the day Max" I said sarcastically to myself. I flushed the toilet. Oops. At the sound of the noise Fang woke up and I heard soft footsteps making their way towards the bathroom door.
"Max? What's wrong?" Fang asked sleepily, although I could detect a hint of alarm in his voice.
"I'm fine Fang, just a little nauseous from the brain explosion." I managed to say before my stomach was hit with another powerful need to upchuck itself. At the sound of my gagging self, Fang opened the door. Great. I hated for my flock to see me so weak, but I guess after the breakdown I had last night this wasn't so bad.
Without saying a word Fang sat down against the tub and pulled my hair back, as I once again revealed the inners of stomach into the toilet. After this last …rejection…I felt much better. I flushed the toilet once again and leaned my forehead against the white porcelain to cool my erratic brain.
"Go wake the flock and tell them breakfast's in ten." I told Fang, without removing my head from the extremely welcoming smooth surface of the porcelain. After hearing him get up and shut the door once again, I got up and brushed my teeth. I got dressed and made my way into the hallway to find five very groggy avian-Americans leaning against the wall.
"You guys ready for our complementary breakfast?" I asked jokingly.
"Hell yeah!" This was of course Nudge.
"Language!"
"Sorry Max, but I'm starving!" she said in a softer tone.
"Alright than let's go," I said, and seeing that they were all ready to sprint off I added, "and try not to eat everything, leave some for the non-genetic experiments!" At this they all laughed and ran down the hallway. Well all but one. Fang came up beside me.
"How do you feel?" He asked without meeting my gaze.
"Better." This answer seemed enough for him, and he didn't inquire anymore. We made our way slowly down to breakfast; I wasn't quite ready to fill my recently emptied stomach, so I just slowly shuffled my feet down the hall. The tension between was getting stronger and stronger with each step, and finally I couldn't take it anymore. Before we entered the dining area, I grabbed Fang's arm and pulled him aside against the wall.
"We need to talk." I said, looking him in the eyes for the first time today.
"I know." He said quietly, so inaudible I barely heard it. "Max I…I-" But he was abruptly cut-off by a heart shattering scream emanating form none other than Angel. We ran into the dining hall to see about seventy or eighty extremely good looking men surrounding the dining hall. Each was dressed in a black suit and dark sunglasses, holding the appearance of FBI agents, and each had a gun. These were none other than Erasers; their eerily unnatural good looks instantly giving them away. As I took in the sight, my heart dropped lower and lower into my stomach. There were two erasers each holding Gazzy, and Angel. There were three on Nudge who had a bloody nose, and four on Iggy whose entire face was rapidly swelling. Each had a gun carefully placed to the temple of their heads. Out of the corner of my eyes I noticed the few humans in the room crying silently under a table frozen in shock. Shit, I thought to myself.
I felt Fang stiffen beside me and I could feel the anger radiating off his body. I balled up my fists, and carefully crouched into attack position. I was about to mutter off instructions to Fang when I was rudely interrupted.
"One move and we blow their brains out." I looked to my right to see the Eraser holding Angel cock his gun. The sickening sound echoed through the silent room.
There was no way out of this. The assholes finally had guns, took the long enough, I thought, although I'm not complaining.
"What do you want?" I snapped.
"You know what we want Max, we want you to listen to us," said the same Eraser who had threatened my flock only seconds before. Man, how I wanted to rip that Eraser apart, how dare he threaten my flock! I felt Fang step closer to me, protectively, and this time it was him who spoke.
"Sorry, but no can do," he said.
"Yeah we thought you'd say that, but seeing as you don't have much of a choice," he gestured at the flock being roughly held by the various erasers, "we were given orders to take you." Said the same Eraser only this time looking at Fang. Fang? Why did they want Fang?
Nothing changed in Fangs expression; how was he able to that – just not show emotion? Years of experience I suppose.
The eraser that had been speaking nodded at six Erasers on the other side of the room. They instantly morphed losing the FBI façade and pounced on Fang. I automatically reacted, jumping in front of Fang and punched two erasers square in the jaw and elbowing a third one in the side of the head. Another group of erasers, probably about another six or seven morphed and pinned me down, I kept fighting until I heard four more guns cocked, and Nudge yell out in panic. I immediately stopped and let the erasers overpower me.
"Now, now Maximum, unless you want to see your precious flock dead, I don't believe that's the best idea." Standing me up the erasers pinned me against the wall, I looked to my right to see Fang pinned against the wall as well. He had about double the erasers on him, and had blood seeping from a gash in his cheek.
"Now, are you going to let us take Fang, or do I need to blow Blondie's brains out first." He jeered, gesturing towards Angel and running a sickly pale finger down her tear stained cheek. I didn't know what to say. I couldn't just allow them to walk out of here with Fang, but there's no way I could allow any of my flock to be shot. Before I could decipher my incoherent thoughts Fang spoke up.
"Take me." Fang looked over at me and met my pleading gaze. He mouthed the words its okay, and than his eyes went black. The eraser who I wanted more than anything to rip apart nodded once again to the many erasers holding Fang. They threw him unceremoniously to the floor and pulled his hands behind his back. They tied them together with strips of hard plastic. I watched in pain as they did this, with silent tears rolling down my cheeks.
They then picked him up again standing him on his feet, and sent a wicked blow to the side of his head with the back of a gun. Fang swayed to the side but stayed standing, blood streaming down the side of his head. I heard whimpers and angry curses emanating from the flock. I believe the erasers expected Fang to lose consciousness at the blow, and with a nod from the apparently head eraser holding Angel, the eraser sent another blow to the other side of Fangs head. Fang fell to his knees but once again stayed conscious, with a whole new river of blood forming its way down his face. I couldn't hold it in anymore, and began furiously struggling against my captors.
"You BASTARDS! What do you want with us? I know you want me, just take me already! Just take me!" I screamed, angry tears rolling down my cheeks, I couldn't stand to see this happen to Fang, and it was my fault! They want me; they were doing this to get to me!
"Max!" Fang let out in a harsh whisper. I looked down and met his eyes, and knew his resolve was set. His eyes were a deep onyx filled with anger and sadness. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the head eraser give one last nod. Fang saw it too, and before his chance was lost mouthed the words I love you. He was then struck with a furious blow, worse than the previous two and crumpled to the floor. I was silent this time, my anger so strong there were no words possibly adequate enough to express the fury I was feeling. Stupid Fang! Why did he always have to try and play hero?! I realized I did the same thing…but I was leader, it was my job to play hero, not his. But my tirade was quickly cut short when I was struck with a painful blow to the back of the head as well and then everything went black. The last thing I saw were the erasers putting a bag over Fangs head and carrying his limp form through the door of the motel. And the last thing I thought was, Fang loved me! And I most definitely loved him too.
