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The Flock and Me
Omega
Sarah POV
Ugh, that was a close one. I don't know if you've read The Flirt, but it ends up in both the cashier AND Max flashing. And that is one event we can avoid. Right now, we were walking towards a safe place to take off. We found a clearing and I laid down on the sheet once we'd lain it down.
I loved taking off in my bedsheet. First, I get to watch the Flock opening their gorgeous wings and take off with such power and grace. Then I get the jolt as I'm lifted into the air. Best feeling ever. I'd compare it to being shot out of a sling-shot. If your not afraid of heights, I bet your jealous.
I held on to Fang's laptop as I jolted forward, and once I was high enough in the air, I turned it on. The welcome screen came on and I typed my password into the computer. I had my own account with my own password because a) I didn't want the Flock getting onto my emails and my fanfiction account and everything else. And b) Fang didn't want me on his stuff, either.
I smiled as my wallpaper came up. It was Stellar Blue by Christy Grandjean. I love that painting. I checked my emails to find that heaps of people had reviewed my fanfictions, story alerts and favourite story's. Oh, my God, you guys are awesome!
"Sarah," Angel called to me. Since her and Gasman didn't have to participate in carrying me, Angel had lowered herself so I could hear her. "There are Flyboys coming. We're gonna find a place to land so we can fight." What?!?
I looked up and sure enough, there were faintly visible specks that looked like they were getting bigger. Of course, the Flock could have seen them earlier than I could. I felt a dropping sensation in my stomach and I knew we were going down. I shut off the laptop and tried to calm my breathing. Hyperventilating wasn't going to keep my chances of survival very high.
Sure, the Flock fought Flyboys almost daily. But the only time I'd even hit someone was when they pissed my off. I barely left a bruise.
I wouldn't stand a chance.
We hit the ground floor and almost instantly, Angel, Gazzy, Nudge, Max and Fang shot back up. I guessed Iggy had been ordered to protect me. "Okay, not a walk in the park, but I can survive this. I . . . think I'm gonna throw up." I didn't really, but that's what it felt like. I sat rocking myself backwards and forewords, still struggling to keep my breathing as normal as I could get it.
"Pfft, wuss." Iggy muttered, I shot him a glare he couldn't see.
"Hey! I'm not used to fighting for my life everyday. So excuse me!" I took a deep breath, getting to my feet. They were in sight now, I could see the rest of the Flock above me, flying towards them.
I whimpered as I faintly saw a Flyboy slicing into Nudge's arm. Iggy shushed me and whipped his head toward my right. My pulse sped up. Had they come for us? What if they hurt Iggy? I stopped breathing as I heard the rustling that must have alerted Iggy to their presence.
After a few seconds, I grew impatient and started my breathing again. No use passing out from loss of oxygen.
A few minutes passed before they got to us. Now I knew what Nudge was saying in Germany, book 3, about Omega. Cute, but deadly. Beside him, Flyboys flanked him either side. My breath caught as I roughly counted about 20. And they were just on his right. There were even more behind them.
"Crap," I whimpered, looking at the army in front of me. What the hell would they want so badly as to assemble an army?
Omega laughed. A sound that froze me in place with it's . . . it's. . . with it's evilness. Okay, I can think of a better word later. But this dude was cold, heartless. "I see they left you with a guardian, young Sarah." I whimpered again as he said my name, a chill going down my spine.
"Stupid human." He muttered. "Shouldn't be too hard to capture. Flyboys." He waved at me, and they attacked.
Iggy sprang into action immediately, showering the first wave with bombs. I backed away as they got closer and closer to me, Flyboy bits spraying me like there was no tomorrow. When his bombs ran out, though, I knew I had no chance in hell. Iggy tried to keep as many from me as possible, but there were just so many!
"Run," He shouted to me when a one of them scraped my arm before Iggy kicked at his knees, sending him down. "Run as fast as you can. I don't know why, but they want you, bad." I nodded, no need to tell me twice. I kicked at a Flyboy in front of me before dashing into the coverage of the trees.
I didn't look back at the scene, I would be sure to trip and there were definitely Flyboys after me. I kept my eyes towards my feet, avoiding roots that were sticking up everywhere.
I had no idea of the mutated boy in front of me till his hand whipped out and snagged my waist.
I know it's short, please don't kill me! *cowers from the axes and planks of wood raised at her.* I just had to leave it there. I love cliffy's, plus it would have been weird if I'd kept going on.
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