Heeeey! Thanks for the reviews, guys. So here's another chapter for those of you who completely HATE cliffhangers(like myself, well, unless I'm making it lololol). And, people. -glares- Don't guess who Voice is. Chances are you're wrong. This is going to surprise all of you, hehehe…

Chapter 11

Max POV

A form stumbled through the wreckage, barely visible with all the smoke. With my raptor vision, I made out the form of… Gazzy?!

"Max!" he called again, waving his hands through the smoke, his eyes watering as dust reached them.

"Gazzy?" I asked, suddenly full of relief. I pulled harder against my straps as he neared.

"Oh my god, Max!" he shouted, practically flinging himself toward me. He landed on both feet and ran toward my block, rummaging in his pocket.

"We were sooo worried. I thought at any second Fang was just going to go mad! He was getting so frustrated and, and-"

"Gazzy, it's nice to see you again and all, but do you mind helping me out of the little fix I'm in?" I said, nodding toward the straps that bound my arms and legs and the rope tied around my wings. Gazzy immediately nodded, pulling out a… what from his pocket?!

"Where did you get that knife?! Drop it now! You'll hurt yourself!" I pretty much was screaming at him. He looked at me, shocked, but held onto the knife.

"Iggy gave it to me…" he said, fiddling with the knife which, of course, got me more uncomfortable about it and… I was outraged!

"Did Iggy give you that bomb too?" I basically spit Iggy's name out. I was so going to get him. No. Correction. I was going to kill him.

"Well…" said the Gasman, an innocent look crossing his face. I just gaped at him. This. Meant. War!

"Hand me the knife. I'll get myself out." I growled, waving my hand as best as I could under the straps. Gazzy hesitated then nodded, letting the knife drop into my readied grasp. "Oh." I added, looking back up at him. "If you hear screaming and it sounds like Iggy, don't be alarmed."

The Gasman did look alarmed, and I think he regretted blowing Iggy off now. Too bad.

After I had cut through the straps and the rope, I jumped off the block, letting out another moan of sheer soreness. This was going to be difficult. That I knew all too well.

"Where's the others?" I asked, slipping the knife into my back pocket. Gazzy seemed to notice this and pouted to the full extent of his bottom lip but said nothing.

"Fang sent us all different ways. I, uh, well have to set off a flash bomb. That's the signal that Fang and Iggy came up with, when one of us found you." came his stiff reply.

I felt my face harden. A flash bomb? I was going to kill Fang, too. "Gazzy." I said, and he looked up. "Strike that last thing about Iggy. If you hear Iggy and Fang screaming, its nothing." I muttered, nodding. And guess what? Gazzy, once again, looked alarmed.

"Um, well. Close your eyes for the flash." he said with a nervous laugh. I set my jaw, grinding my teeth, but said nothing, quickly closing my eyes and backing away.

"Might be just a tad loud." said Gazzy somewhere ahead of me. Then, he started to work. There was a few sounds that tempted me to open my eyes and see what he was doing, but I obediently kept them closed.

"Uh-oh."

I quickly opened my eyes, fixing Gazzy with a cold stare.

"What?"

"Let's just say, I got the wrong formula or, um, ingredients… Um, so… Hit the deck!"

I leaped for the ground just as BOOM!

I was blown back by the bomb's shocks, hitting the wall with a sickening crack. Then… I knew no more.

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Oops.. Lost my muse. Sorry, it's way shorter then the others, but I didn't have that much time. I will post more soon.