A/N: Sorry it took so long (to the small # of readers) but I was on vacation! Got a nice tan…(not that I needed it) ;)
-Trinity
Claimer: We own the plot, the characters you don't recognize, blah, blah, blah! –Trinity
Disclaimer- We do not own Maximum Ride, umm, we aren't James Patty over there. But I really wish he would collaborate with us for the fifth book... Smiles! Lyric ;D
Copy on that Lyric!
-Trinity
Lyric's POV:
Just to mention, I love our bags. Why? Because of all the pockets!! I have found at least five secret spaces in my bag, and Trinity has found some in her bag.
Wait, where did the whole we are trapped thing go?!
Well... I kinda skipped that part because I prefer to block traumatizing experiences from my mind. And am in the middle of that exercise.
So, I'll hand the story telling over to Trin, and you can all wait for what we found in the bags.
And when I am done with the blocking trauma, I might offer an insight to that wonderful fight.
In the meantime... Go Trin, GO!!
-Trinity rolls eyes-
Shmiles!
Trinity's
POV:
"Uh-o," Lyric mumbled next
to me. My heart was pumping super fast...my adrenaline pumping. I
could hear Lyric breathing hard too. "Here," I said as I
gave her Aerial. She was still out cold.
The
hawk on my soldier was now very paranoid about the dog things moving
in. "We must destroy you! We must save experiment Aer341al."
I rolled my eyes at this and Lyric snapped one behind the neck.
It fell apart instantly. "The back of the neck!" Lyric
shouted to me, and I spun around and slapped two in the back of the
necks. They fell apart instantly too.
We
were in the midst of fighting when I realized Lyric didn't have
Aerial. Lyric pointed behind her and I glanced back. A smile curved
onto my face. The hawk and falcon were soaring above her, protecting
her with all their might.
A kick to the stomach brought
me back to the real world. I let out a low growl as I went into a
frenzy of killing robot dogs. Suddenly a few in the back called "back
up! Back up!" Dang! It was going so well! I glanced back and, to
my amazement, saw the hawk and falcon swooping in and hitting the
robots in the back of the necks. Those birds are so smart!
Soon,
more of the robots were in the door. Me and Lyric jogged over to
attack. A large, peircing noise made me turn around. O my gosh!
Several of the robots had guns. Lyric screamed as she saw the birds
getting aimed at. I whistled and the black one dove onto one with a
gun, and the shot merely missed her wing. She screamed in anger and
swooped down even faster onto the robots.
I turned around just in
time to see one pointing his gun at me. I gasped and ducked down just
in time to watch him shoot, miss me, and then accidentally shoot a
small box in the corner. I was shocked to see the ceiling flicker,
then turn off.
Great! I had an idea
immediately. "Grab Aerial," I shouted to Lyric, who gave me
a questioning look, but to my amazement, listened. I jumped into the
air to Lyric's fear. "What?" she screamed to me. I was
soaring just above the robots and weighted till one shot at me. I
fell and he missed by a long shot. But what he did do was make a big
hole in the ceiling. "Go!" I shouted as Lyric jumped into
the air with Aerial in her arms. The falcon followed and then I flew
threw, followed by the black hawk.
With that we flew away from
that terrible place to the freedom of the open air.
Lyric's POV:
So there you have it. Us sort of breaking into a secret lab, rescuing Aerial and two other experiments. And then escaping in a dramatic way.
Now we are
safely hidden in a nice little forest as far away as we could get
from the evil place. Aerial woke up during the flight and then went
back to sleep. Did I mention how heavy she is? I had to give her to
Trinity after a while.
We cleaned up as best as we could after
the fight; we are mostly blood free, but my nose still hurts.
Oh, and here is a bonus: our new flying friends are adapt hunters. Trin is right now preparing some cute little critters for eating. Ha, it is still her job.
Me on the other hand is sitting by a slumbering Aerial digging through my bag. I was looking for something interesting to do. Thus discovering the secret pockets of my bag.
Contents of Secret
Pockets: Lyric's Bag
- Hemp
-
scissor
- a bunch of small fluffy white
feathers
- a small black feather
- an Ipod w/ computer connecter and headphones
Trinity is
not going to like the Ipod; I have already gone through the songs she
will not like them. It is a pretty blue with a black case. I looked
for the name of the person who owned, and found my name. Not whatever
my number is but my current name, Lyric.
I
am so going to have to find out how me and Trin got out of our lab.
Aerial's eyes fluttered open.