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Chapter 4

Max POV

I saw Fang swooping toward me, when several Flyboys swarmed him. Great, now I was on my own.

"Max, why do you try to fight us?" a voice came from behind me. I turned around to see a hefty man with a leather coat and sunglasses on. His skin was pale. It reminded me of my dead half-brother, Ari.

"We have too many for you to win." a smirk crossed his fine features.

"I've beaten you before and I'll beat you again." I said smoothly, my wings at the ready.

"Max!" shouted Fang from above me. Wow, he had already gotten a Flyboy's gun and was repeatedly kicking them in the neck. It was design flaw. It made them fall apart, which I had to admit, was funny.

"He's fast!" shouted Fang, kicking a Flyboy in the face. Its head did a 360 and dropped like a fly. Before I had time to look back, the man had me by the throat.

"All I have to do is squeeze." he growled, gripping my neck tighter.

"And lose one of your most valuable specimens." I replied back. Yeah, that's right. I know whitecoat lingo. His grip immediately loosened. He used his other hand to pull down his glasses. I stared in awe at the two scarlet orbs before me.

"Who are you?" I managed to get out.

"I've known you for some time, Maximum. For now call me Sting." he laughed a bit, letting his hand drop from my throat. I racked my brain. I knew this guy from somewhere. But where?

Now do you see what the mission is, Max? asked my Voice. Yes, thanks for clarifying, I thought sourly.

"What are you waiting for? Grab her!" screamed Omega. If he wasn't annoying before, now he hated me.

Suddenly, Fang was down behind Omega, a huge gun in his hands. Usually I wouldn't reinforce guns, but right now I was okay with it.



"I wouldn't be barking orders, if I were you. Leave her alone!" said Fang, gun held at Omega's head. Go Fang!

Suddenly, I felt very dizzy. I stumbled to my knees, breathing hard.

"Max, are you okay?" asked Fang, gun at the ready. I nodded, holding my head. I felt weird as if something was entering my mind. It was kind of like when Angel read you, but much, much stronger.

"There's more." growled Sting, pointing toward the sky. I looked up to see the flock, Iggy in the lead. The dizziness went away just as quickly as it came and was replaced by an immense pressure. Something was there. I let out a gasp, not ready for it. I looked up to see Iggy drop a few feet. Had he been shot? No, he gained altitude again. Gazzy looked at me and waved.

"Ook-lay ut-oay omb-bay!" he shouted in Pig-Latin. I quickly deciphered it. Oh, crap! I ran forward and grabbed Fang's arm, taking off. He dropped the gun and started to flap. Sting and Omega exchanged looks and began to run.

Boom!

I was swept from the power of the bomb, the after-shocks pounding in my ears.

When we reached the flock, I looked down. There was a huge, black circle where the bomb had dropped. But there were no bodies. Omega and Sting were still out there.

"Where do you keep getting these bombs?" I asked, confused. Gazzy just shrugged and slapped Iggy a high-five, but Iggy wasn't looking happy.

"What's the matter?" I asked, concerned. He turned shakily toward me.

"Max, I could see… Was that me?"

Cliffhanger! Aren't I evil? Mwuhahaha!