Darkness isn't that bad. If you're used to it. I figured it would be about ten more minutes before I woke up, surely fan could handle Rebekah for that long.
Fang.
I sighed, or maybe I thought about sighing, I'm not sure I could do it unconscious.
The best way to describe what I was feeling, unconsciously conscious, was like when I was in the isolation chamber after Max II took my place. Floating, hovering, blind, unfeeling.
It sucked.
I wished I could've thrown one more punch. Watched that perfect face crack, but I had made a promise, not that it meant anything.
All of a sudden the darkness drained leaving me squinting into the bright light.
Stupid sun. Ruining my self-questioning.
"Max? Are you okay?" a small voice asked.
"I'm fine Angel. Now where's Rebekah? I'm gonna kill her." I mumbled through a split lip.
"I'm here," she said thickly, due to her broken nose, "But maybe I should leave, if you think you can handle the rest of us."
"The rest of you?" me and Fang said at the same time.
She laughed harshly. "Yes the rest. You think Itex would make just one successful avian-feline-human hybrid? We were just as successful as you, maybe even more so. We were better than Erasers, although some of us crave blood a little too much…" She trailed off staring at me blankly.
"So you're saying that a highly trained team of flying cat people are coming to kill us, oh and did I mention that they're bloodthirsty?!?" I was practically screaming into Rebekah's face.
She took on a look of disgust and pushed me away from her gingerly. "Look, I came here to warn you and to help you. Plus there's only two bloodthirsty ones. Guess who?" She hissed.
My eyes widened and my jaw dropped. "SO you want to kill all of us?" I asked calmly.
"No, but you smell delicious." She said with a smirk, "Cats eat birds Maximum. Think it through."
