I've got some complaints that the chapters are short. This fanfiction is the same story as the book, just from a different point of view. I can't make the chapters any longer than the ones from the book, and as you know, those are short. Sorry about that. On with the reading:

Angel was only six, and was in the clutches of the evil white coats. We were just six bird-kids trying to live in a world that rejected us.

Fang tapped the back of my hand twice, telling me it was time to take off. I took a running leap after Nudge and unfurled my wings. They outstretched and it felt nice to fly. I was soaring. But Angel was at stake, so I decided to make sure she was safe before enjoying myself.

Gazzy and Fang jumped out after me. I listened to the familiar hum of being surrounded by bird-kids in the air. Even blind, I could tell where each one was, and exactly how their wings were moving. Max had already taken off after the car.

We all followed after Max in the triangle we had perfected during our lazy days. We were heading at full speed at the car. As always, I got the sick feeling in my stomach that I always got when we neared the ground this quickly. Without my sight, I couldn't see when to stop. But my ears were good, and I heard the vibrations off of the others and knew when they stopped.

Fang ripped something from a tree, probably a branch, and smashed it onto the car. The shattering glass sound echoed through my head and I covered my ears. They were sensitive.

The car swerved, but was still on the road, when a hum from the window being rolled down filled my ears. The boom of gun shots almost made me pass out from ear-pain. I covered them again.

Fang hit the car again but so many bullets were coming that I couldn't hear if he got away.

"Angel! We're here! We're coming for you!" Max yelled over all the noise.

"Up ahead," called Fang. I didn't know what was up ahead and frankly, I was scared to pieces, even though I didn't let it show.

The rhythmic hum of a helicopter filled my ears. Oh, so that's what's up ahead. The brakes on the car screeched and Fang somehow got hurt, according to his yell.

I hated not knowing what was going on. It was so frustrating. The Erasers could be eating Angel right now, and I'd know nothing about it.

Nudge screamed and grabbed my hand, jerking me backwards as a loud explosion erupted directly in front of us. Pieces of wood and metal pelted us, and I shifted around to shield Nudge.

The chopper sounded faster now and I was scared for Angel.

"Where's Max?" Fang yelled. I listened for the beat of her wings, but couldn't place them above anyone else's over the roar of the helicopter. Finally I shrugged.

Nudge yelled, "Up there!" probably pointing somewhere. I turned my face towards the chopper, the only thing I could here in the air.

"We're the good guys!" Exclaimed a familiar voice from the chopper.

Ari? No way...

Ari was Jeb's son, and apparently on the bad side.