Chapter 10
The next day was a normal day. Fang was quiet, which I hoped he would be. Iggy and the Gasser stole a pair of Nudge's jeans to make a forty foot fuse. She was furious, giving the both of them Obi-Wan Kenobi lectures. Angel was actually acting like a normal 6-year-old today. And Total was being, well, Total. I was happy.
Until the evening. We went to the beach. I know bad things, like Fang almost dying twice, me almost killing myself, and Angel almost drowning, happen on the beach. But Iggy looooooooves his beach bunnies, so he literally forced us to go.
We were planning on going on a flight above the ocean, way up in the sky. Fang and I were, anyway. Suddenly a shot came out of nowhere. It hit not me, but Fang! I didn't sense any Flyboys for ages, and neither has Fang. But yet, here was a new crop! Trying to kill the one I love most.