Hey all,

I thought I might try something different. Yes i have put this in Dr. Martinez's POV. Be surprised. I just thought this sceane would be better in her POV than anyone elses.

Enjoy. You will fine this funny and interesting.

Also, someone asked about total. Total is coming.

Heart of Diamond

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Angel Child

Chapter 10: Kidnapped

Dr. Valencia Martinez POV

I turned off my desk light. Graved my brief case and my coat and closed my office door, locking it.

I sighed and fixed my skirt. Another day at work. Another day gone by. Another day, where I am meant to lock up the general practitioner centre. Another boring day.

I walked down the hall towards the empty reputation. I placed my brief case on the desk as I put my coat on. It was the start of the cold season. I hate the cold and the snow.

I was looking forward to getting back home. Ella would have cooked something nice like she always does. I was teaching her well. Though she still hasn't quite got the knack of cooking my cookies yet.

I buttoned up my coat graved my brief case and turned off the reception light. I walked down the hallway towards the back door. I reached it quickly. I turned off the light which turned off the hallway, before walking out the door.

The car park was empty, except for my car that is. There was one street lamp in the centre of the large car park. The sky was a dark blue and the brightest stars were showing in the sky. The forest surrounded the centre.

I smiled and began to lock the door. Ella will be happy that I will be coming home early. I was glad too.

I shoved my keys in my pocket, double checking the door was locked before walking towards my car. My car was on the edge of the car park.

I hummed a song as I walked towards my car. I dug into my coat pocket and searched around for my car keys.

Somewhere behind me a twig snapped.

I spun around. My heart began to race as my eyes searched for movement. "Who's there?" I shouted into the empty car park.

Nothing. Not a sound of any sort. I couldn't see anything. I hesitated before turning around. I jumped out of my skin when I saw a teenage boy leaning against my car. He just popped out of nowhere.

The first thing I noticed was his position. He was leaning against my car sideways. His arms were crossed over his chest. He looked about 17, maybe 18 and was about the same height as me. His face was stiff and his bright green eyes narrowed slightly. His long back hair was waving ever so slightly in the small wind. He wore dark colored jeans and a black hooded jumper. I could see his slightly toned muscles though his clothes, but he was still very lean. He also had black runners on.

He was watching me, his eyes as sharp has hawks. Every move of my body he will catch. His eyes would move fast. Almost impossibly fast.

I recognized him from somewhere. I couldn't quite remember where exactly, but all I know is that I had seen his face somewhere.

I smiled. "Hello there."

The boy didn't move a muscle.

I shifted uneasy. I was starting to get nervous. "Um… is there anything I can do for you?"

This time the boy spoke. It was so soft I had to strain my ears to hear it. "We need your help."

Before I could even open my mouth to reposed, the boy had picked me up bridle style. I screamed, but the boy put my hand over my mouth. He then did something that left me dumbstruck.

He spread his wings. Wings! Yeh you heard me right. They were black, pure black. They stretched over 10 meters long.

Wait, the angel of death had black wings. Was he the angel? Was I meant to die? Am I going to hell? Please don't take me to hell.

I started to squirm and scream into the boys hand again, but he held me firmly. "Don't squirm… or I'll drop you," he whispered.

I instantly froze. The boy jumped into the air, taking me and my tightly held brief with him.

I watched in horror and the ground disappeared from under his feet. His beautiful black wings bet effortlessly. I held onto the boy's jumper. Don't drop me, I prayed to myself, please don't drop me.

The boy began to fly fast. My long brown hair was whipping in front of my eyes. I watched as we flew further and further away from the car park.

I started to relax slightly, enjoying the view from this impossible height. I could see Colorado Springs from here. All the lights were flickering as if it was an upside down night sky.

But then I was brought back to reality. I had been kidnapped by a mysterious teenager, who had black wings and was taking me someplace away from Colorado Springs.

"Where going to land now," The boy whispered and began to drop. I clung to his Jumper in fear. Falling, falling, falling, falling.

Ok, maybe not as far as I thought.

The boy smirked slightly for second, the first time I had actually seen him show some expression. I looked around and noticed a small tined roof house. We were going to a house?

The boy dropped sharply, causing me to squeal like an 8 year old. I know, not very mature for a 39 year old like me.

As we came closer to the red brick house I noticed a little girl standing on the back verandah. I noticed that she was very little maybe 2. She was watching the boy carry me down from the sky. Her short baby blond hair blew in the wind the boy's wings made.

What made me think I had seen these people before? First the boy now this two year old. I tried to yank something out of my memory, but nothing came.

When we were only a couple of meters above the ground, I noticed the boy's powerful wings spray up the dust. I sighed when I felt the boy's feet touch the ground.

The Boy dropped me. Not harshly, but enough that I might get a bruise. I stood up quickly, clutching my brief case, and was about to run away when the boy graved my arm. Hard.

"Don't even think about it," He whispered. He then nodded to the verandah door. "Inside," he instructed.

I decided what ever my fate was, it had to be better than flying again. I walked up the verandah stair. The little girl still stood there. Her head was on a slight angle. I smiled slightly. What a cute little girl.

The girl suddenly grinned. "Thank you," She said in perfect English. Wait, she looked only two, how could she speak that well. But I guess I had just been kidnapped by a boy with wings, noting could be that bad.

And why was she saying thank you. The boy and I didn't say anything.

The little girl giggled before skipping into the house, leaving me with a big question mark on the top of my head.

The boy pushed me in the back, guiding me into the house. I entered a cream lounge room, holding my brief case tightly against my chest. There were three couches sitting in front of a fire. Carpet covered the lounge room floor. The little girl skipped into what I expected was the kitchen.

My eyes caught someone walking into the lounge room from the right. It was a girl maybe 15, she had long brown hair, which she had tied in a pony tail. Wearing jeans and a purple v-neck long sleeve top. She was slightly shorter than the black haired boy. Her face was stiff and angry. Her bright blue eyes met mine before going to the black hair boy's.

For some reason, I seemed to recognize her too. Uhh. Where had I seen them before. It's on the tip of my tongue.

"Max," the boy behind me said smiling, "you're awake."

"Fang!" she shouted. "I had said no."

The boy behind me just shrugged. "Iggy said I had to."

Fang's a weird name. Not to mention Iggy, if that was some ones name.

The girl rolled her eyes. "You mister are in big trouble."

The boy/Fang shrugged again. The girl looked at me then back at Fang. "Go to the kitchen or something."

Fang nodded and walked away into anouther room. I was beginning to think that I should run away, but something was telling me I should stay.

The girl walked over to me. "Sorry. I tried to tell them that they shouldn't kidnap a doctor. But boys are boys."

I smirked. I couldn't really say that was ok, because it wasn't ok. I had been kidnapped for crying out loud.

"I am Max by the way," The girl said smiling slightly. She held out her hand.

"Dr. Martinez," I said shaking her hand. I leaned closer slightly. "Do you have wings too?"

The Max girl sighed and rubbed her temples with one hand. I though I heard her murmur, "I'm going to kill Fang." But I was probably mistaken.

Max let her hand drop from her head. "Look I should probably get you home. I can get Fang to fly you home if you want. I am really sorry that you had to go through this."

"Wait," I said to her. She looked up at me raising an eyebrow.

"The boy… I mean Fang said that he needed my help… why?" I asked her.

Max sighed again. "Look, we don't need your help. Ok? We can handle things ourselves."

She didn't meet my gaze as she talked. I knew instantly she was lying. "I know your lying. Your… friend brought me here for a reason. And I want to at least find out why I had been brought here, before I leave."

I was slightly proud of my little speech, but I didn't let it show on my face. Max hesitated for a few seconds. "Fine. Follow me."

She turned her back and took a step, but her knees buckled and she began to fall. I caught her around her torso, preventing her from falling any further.

"Are you ok?" I said in slight shock as I helped her to her feet.

"Yer… I just tripped over something," she mumbled as she kept walking. I frowned slightly looking at the ground. There wasn't anything on the ground that she would trip over on.

I followed her down the hall, preparing myself in case Max tripped over an invisible object again. We turned down another small hall and arrived at a door.

Max turned the handle slowly and we both stepped into the bedroom.

I saw a girl. She was dark hair and her eyes were closed. She was lying on the bed. She looked very pale. As if she had lost a lot of blood.

The when it clicked. All these faces, where I had seen them. On the 7 o'clock News.

These were the missing children. These where the kids that the whole nation was looking for. How my fate had stumbled across these children I had know idea.

"You're the missing children," I whispered. Max stared at me in shock. "You were missing from the orphanage."

To my surprise, Max growled. She turned to me and pointed her finger in the center of my chest. "Look, we didn't go missing from an orphanage. About a month ago we escaped a laboratory know as Itex. We have been on the run ever since. People have been chasing us non stop because we are big money if we are caught. Yes we have wings. Yes we broke into this house, if you were going to ask. Yes we have done a lot of things that have broken the law. But if you want to go a report us, I can just go and get Fang to drop you at your house from 100 meters in the air. Got it?"

We were quiet for a second as I let my mind process what I had just heard. "Your run away experiments? Ileagal Human Experiments?" I whispered in disbelief.

Max sighed again. "If you want to put it that way, yes. Do you want to help us or not?"

I took a deep breath. What had I got myself into? "I want to help."

Max nodded towards the pale girl in the bed, giving me permission to examine her. I walked over and instantly checked her temperature on her forehead. Normal. I put my two fingers on the base of the neck catching the pulse. Slow.

"Her heart's slow," I said peeling off the Donna and putting my ear on the girl's chest.

I saw Max nod. "She has lost a lot of blood."

I looked up. "How?"

Max sighed sadly. "You know how I said about those people who want to get us." I nodded and she continued. "Well, a group of those people came today and tried to shot us. Nudge here managed to save one of us by pushing us out of the way."

She paused for a second. But I could already realize where this was heading to.

Max took a deep breath and looked up at me. "She got shot in the calf while saving Iggy. Fang managed to stitch it together. But the bullet is still inside her and we were all to scared to get it out."

I brought one of my hands over my mouth in horror. These poor children, what have they been though?

"That's why Fang got you. We need someone… to get the bullet out."

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