7
Fang and I lighted down behind a group of apartments. We were both safely shielded from view by the man made houses.
" This is where Ig, is supposed to be." Fang acknowledged as he pulled a shirt from his back pack then pulled it over his head. I tucked my wings into my shirt and he held out his hand.
I eagerly took it, as he had said we were in this mess together. I was just glad that Fang didn't think I was a complete nutcase.
Which I probably was, but I was trying to think optimistically.
Fang pulled us both out onto the street and I followed in his wake, my hand tightly clenched in his.
" Max, your breaking my hand." Fang whispered as we leapt up a flight of stars to the apartment of Iggy a.k.a Tanner Mantle.
" Nervous?" He asked and I shot him a glance.
Nervous me? The Maximum Ride? Okay, maybe a little bit.
I hadn't seen Iggy in ten years, I was a little nervous, well of course he had never really seen me either
Poor blind Iggy.
Fang boldly walked up and knocked on the door of apartment 14. There was no answer. I was pretty much twitching all the way down my body. What if we had gotten this wrong, what if this wasn't even Iggy's apartment.
" Iggy." Fang demanded as he slammed his fist down on the door again. He looked at me despairingly, "I hear his heart, why isn't he answering us?"
" He probably doesn't want to, Iggy it's me. its Max!" I walked up to the door and tapped it more meekly then Fang.
" I'm coming in, Ig!" Fang yelled then braced his shoulder against the door. I winced as it cracked and crashed inward, sending Fang spilling into the apartment and onto the floor.
" Wow, forgot how strong I was." He smiled, as he looked up at me shocked through his black bangs.
" You know that's called breaking an entry." Fang's neck snapped back so hard, he let out a stream of profanities because of the world's worst Whiplash.
I was just to shell shocked to speak. There he was standing in the hallway doorframe. He had grown, he must be scraping six foot four maybe even five!
His eyes where the same though. The same glassy focused glare, that had absolutely no potential to ever see.
" Iggy?" I whispered as I stepped forward into the apartment and he stepped past the moaning Fang on the floor.
" That is you isn't it Max?" His voice trembled and I lost all decorum.
I ran forward. He caught me his senses where as tone as ever as he wrapped his arms around me and I threw my arms around his neck.
" Iggy." I whispered against his neck, I couldn't stop the tears know. He was the same as ever even the smell and texture of his skin, everything down to the bronze red hair at the nape of his neck.
" I missed you to Max. so you and Fang are hooked, Huh?" He murmured as Fang dragged himself up of the floor, groaning.
" Hey, Iggy. Buddy." Fang winced as he rubbed the back of his neck.
" Do you know how much you guys scared me!" Iggy finally unwrapped his arms from around my body and I looked up at his face. He looked a bit relived a little two relived. He had been scared of something.
" I'll tell you how much, I thought you where the guy that was supposed to kill me!" He raved not waiting for an answer.
I felt my stomach plummet. I had been right. Someone was out to kill us.
Again, see when we were younger this was really quite common.
Oh god, was Iggy the first, or had another member of the flock already gone down!
