A/N: Hey everyone Im getting a lot of hits but like no reviews so please RRE I need to thank someone who gave me a really good idea I had overlooked when writing the story in my notebook Green.Winged.Mistress thank you for bringing me to the realization that they all had to leave otherwise I probably would have left them there (.).
Disclaimer: I don't own any MR characters that orginated from the book series
Ch 7
Moving Day
2 days later
We packed up everything and ordered a U-haul truck. Everything was looking good, Max and the flock decided to stay with us to see my baby being born, Mr. Jockley had decided that
him and his wife would come with us to my mom's house. They were going to buy a house not
too far from my mom's house.
" So Mark, your sure that no Erasers are going to attack us?" Mr. Jockley has been really
nice to me lately. I thought to myself if they do I'll be prepared.
" Yeah. Even if they do attack us I got three AK's, twelve sticks of dynamite, and
four viles of my special acid. And besides that Iggy and Gazzy are making more bombs." I
laughed at myself, why did I ever teach a blind kid and a eleven year old how to make bombs.
" You sound as if your not sure if they will attack or not. I mean your stocking up on
ammo even after you said they're not going to attack. Are you not telling us something?" wow
he's very good at coming to conclusions. But Im not going to tell him that I know for sure
they're coming back. Everyone in the flock knows but as for the regular people in our little
caravan, I wouldn't tell them 'til they needed to know.
" Hey Mark, are we leaving yet?" Sam asked while walking down the driveway with Max following close behind.
" Yeah, in fact tell everyone were ready to go." I said while putting the last piece of
furniture into the truck. I was so scared, one because now my pregnant girlfriend was at risk
along with my original flock, who I took care of up until I thought Max could take care of them
and made my way out. "Tell Iggy and Gazzy that all of the bombs better have a timer on them!"
I yelled up to Sam as she was walking back into the house.
" Hey Jag, why are the Erasers after you? When you left the flock they all thought you
were dead. Why did they just show up all of a sudden?" Angel asked coming down the driveway
with Nudge.
" Well, I think they heard about Sam being pregnant with my baby. I mean they probably
said, ' Yay, we can get an already mutant baby and save a test tube'." I told her and Nudge's
eyes lit up.
" Sam is pregnant? I had no idea, what is it a boy or a girl. I hope it's a boy so that it can
know what you know about being a boy. Because Sam could only teach it so much. But you
could teach it to fly and lots of other things too. If it's a girl can I name it, don't worry I won't
name it something stupid like Apple or what not." I put my hand over Nudge's mouth and she
stopped talking and walked away.
"So Jag, what do you plan on doing? They're always going to be after us, and you expect
to raise a kid and have a normal family?" Fang said coming up behind me.
" Well, I don't know what's going to happen. All I can do is look forward and hope for
the best, that's all any of us can do. The best thing to do is keep your head up high and never
look back." I told Fang trying to think positive.
" Whatever, stop being so much like a freaking hallmark card. Next your going to say
some cheesy line about how the Earth stops every time you breath." We both laughed at that and
Fang walked up to the front of the truck and got in the back seat while everyone else loaded up
into the van and other truck.
After ten minutes of everyone switching seats and getting situated, I stuck my hand out
the driver's side window and gave them the signal to move it out.
2 hours later
We were driving for two hours when we saw a car on the side of the highway and a guy
standing beside of it waving for us. We all pulled over to help the guy. I got out followed by
Sam's dad. " What's wrong?" I asked hoping he wasn't an Eraser in disguise.
" Oh well, I left my gas cap open from my last stop and now Im out of it. Do you happen
to have a jug of it?" the guy asked in his rough southern accent. He didn't look like a threat,
about 5'6, a little chunky, a red and blue plaid shirt and a brown cowboy hat with matching
boots.
" Yeah, I always keep one in my car just incase. How much do you need?" I asked while
pulling out a red gallon jug of diesel gas.
" Probably only about half of that. The next gas station is only about three miles away." I
handed him the jug and he started pouring it into the car. "How about I give you some money for
your trouble?"
" Nah, it's ok. Just if you see me later on and I need help, just return the favor." he
laughed, got back in his car and drove away.
I turned around and got back in the truck and started driving away. About ten minutes
later I looked at the gas gauge, it was almost dead empty. We just filled up an hour ago. " Hey
didn't we just fill up?" I asked Sam who was sitting next to me.
" Yeah, I remember because that was when I felt the baby kick. Why?" I grabbed the
radio that I bought so all three cars could communicate. " We got a problem. Were on dead
empty. How about you guys?"
After a moments pause, "Yeah that's weird were empty too. How about you hun." Sam's
dad said.
" Yeah us too. How did we all lose our gas all at the same time?" I started thinking.
" It was the guy we helped. He had to be working with the bad guys. Everyone get armed
because as soon as we stop, I'd bet all my money there is going to be a battle, everyone that's
human load up on ammo, everyone else get ready for a fight. Sam take the wheel." I reached
over and opened the glove compartment, inside there was a big red button. I pressed and I heard
a mechanical sound going through the back of the truck to the top of it.
I climbed out of the truck through the still moving car window, I climbed on top and
mounted the turret I had installed on the truck incase this happened. It's a damn good thing I
installed it because if I hadn't there would have been no way of getting out of there alive,
because as soon as I got on it, what looked like 300 flying Erasers started swooping down in an
attempt to get at the moving caravan. " Everyone now!!" I yelled and started pumping round
after round of hot led into the Eraser's hide.
After taking out about 200 Erasers the turret ran out of bullets. Seeing this the Erasers
started coming down in bigger numbers, " The turret's out! Erasers Charge!!" The girl Eraser
that I saw at my house yelled at all the Erasers. Right then the caravan stopped, from no more
gas, and everyone got out. Sam and her parents started taking out Erasers left and right with the
AK's rounds. I threw two dynamites with short lit fuses into a crowd of flying erasers, one of
them got caught but blew up in the Eraser's hand before it could be thrown back killing about
fifteen Erasers.
A big mob of Erasers grabbed Max and the rest of her flock. Two more grabbed Sam and three came and grabbed me. The flock got thrown into a helicopter while me and Sam got put on the ground with our hands and knees on the ground so we could face the female eraser that was obviously their leader.
"So Jag, or should I call you Mark, why didn't you tell us yourself that your girlfriend was
pregnant? It would have saved your little sweetheart a lot of trouble, because then she wouldn't
have had to learn the truth about her dad." I looked at Mr. Jockley who was holding an AK to his
wife and had an evil grin where his mouth should be, "You see Mr. Jockley is a white coat. He
never meant to get his family into this, but when you came into his daughter's life he had to let
you get her knocked up so you could save the white coats a load of trouble by making a baby for
them.And then he kicked her out of the house so we could find out where you lived. You see
Mark, you saved the white coats a lot of trouble by doing this." One of the erasers clubbed me in
the head and I blacked out. I hope they don't hurt Sam, the baby, and the flock. Forget me I'll
gladly die for everyone else just not now, now they need me.
