Here it is, guys, the final chapter written by ArmyStrong. The very next chapter, chapter 8, will be written by yours featherly. LOL :D Enjoy!
I couldn't hear anything as I crawled through the darkness, desperately looking for Iggy. I finally found him, lying five feet away from where I had fallen. His right leg and arm were bent in odd positions, and he was bleeding from his temple, in addition to being unconscious. I carefully straightened his arm and leg before healing his limbs, and then I healed the gash on his temple.
He didn't wake up. I was starting to panic and I put my fingers to his wrist, trying to feel a pulse. It was there, but it was weak and I realized he must have taken most of the blow from the fall, seeing as I had been in his arms.
I could only heal what was outside the body, not inside. I held him close to me, not saying anything, just willing him to be okay. I stayed like that for three days, when he finally stirred.
"Nudge?" he said slowly as he opened his eyes. I smiled shakily at him.
"Hey Iggy," I said quietly. He slowly touched his head.
"Ow," he whispered. "What happened?" I told him about what had happened in the storm and how he had been out for three days.
"Three days?" he said amusedly. "No wonder I'm so hungry." I choked out a laugh before I hugged him hard. I felt him wrap his arms tightly around me as if I was the one who'd been out for three days, and a bunch of memories flashed back to me, from when we were dating and in love. Shaking these thoughts away, I said, "Let's get to the nearest town. We need food."
Iggy nodded and tried to stand but he winced and fell down again. I helped him stand and put an arm around his waist while he put one around my shoulders and we started to make our way through the forest, going northwest.
We had been walking for at least two hours when Iggy stumbled over a rock and I lost my balance, falling against a tree with Iggy on top of me. I'm pretty sure I closely resembled a tomato, as Iggy stuttered a "sorry".
"Hello birdies," called a voice. "Miss me?" Iggy and I turned to see who had spoken and saw Omega casually leaning against a tree, at least a dozen Archers behind him.
He looked at our shocked and horror-stricken faces, and chuckled before strolling towards us, the Archers in tow.
"Hello Nudge, and," Omega looked at Iggy and his lip curled. "Subject 7."
Iggy scowled and said, "You say it like you're not a subject."
"I know I'm a subject," said Omega simply. "But I'm a better and improved subject. And even better, I'm a subject with power."
A slightly maniacal look had over taken Omega's face before he signaled at the Archers and four of them came over, grabbing Iggy.
"Ig," I cried and I tried to get to him but the Archers had already begun to tie him up. He was struggling against them, though his injuries made him no match for four.
I felt an arm around my waist and looked up to see Omega, his face so close to mine I immediately tried to back up but he held me strongly.
"Well isn't this going to be sweet," he whispered huskily in my ear, sending shivers down my spine. "All of us, going back to Itex Headquarters, like in Germany."
Omega flapped so he was airborne before grabbing me again by the waist and going higher until he began heading southeast. Two Archers were making sure Iggy didn't escape. Iggy's eyes met mine, and his expression conveyed regret, pain, and…was that love? He tore his gaze away from me and glared at Omega with so much loathing it wouldn't surprise me if Omega dropped dead.
But after being carried in the air for three hours, and seeing a large gray building in the middle of the forest looming closer, the feeling of dread mounted and I felt like I couldn't breathe. I gulped as we landed and I could see whitecoats inside.
I was back at Itex, the one place I swore I would never return to.
