A/N: I am so pleased that a few new people subscribed to my story! Yay! It makes me feel good about myself! Thanks again to all of my devout readers/reviewers! You guys are awesome! So I left you guys with a little bit of a cliff-hanger last time. I'm sure a few of you were so worried (at least pretend) and I won't do that again …. Or will I? :) Enjoy!
Chapter 11
"You guys lost Fang?" Nudge screeched.
A few nearby birds squawked and flew away at the sound.
Max remained quiet.
She couldn't help the worry, fear and concern she felt for his predicament.
She also couldn't help the guilt she felt.
She left him. She didn't have his back.
Even when he left, he had her back.
This also made her realize the mistakes she made in their relationship.
She had lost perspective and she became emotional.
Fang wouldn't have had to follow her everywhere if she hadn't always left in anger.
She also focused solely on him and him alone.
He was right to stop the relationship before they weren't able to fly back in time or she couldn't react fast enough.
This realization gave her a sense of hope.
Hope that they could tackle these problems and fix the relationship they once had.
He kissed her, which means that he was up for it.
"He just wasn't fast enough," Dylan replied.
Dylan.
Max felt a pull towards him, but it was nowhere near as strong as the one she felt for Fang.
The smug smile on his face informed her that he knew that.
"He was plenty fast. He took a bullet for me and then made sure that I got out. He also saved Gazzy's wings and life. That's more than you can say," Max retorted angrily.
A look of hurt crossed Dylan's face. It quickly passed for a look of anger that mirrored her own.
"Like it's my fault! You know I would've helped if I could, but I was carrying Gazzy," he yelled, outraged.
Max rolled her eyes.
"That's fine by me, but don't you dare criticize someone who sacrificed his own life to save mine," she replied.
"And you have that sick smile on your face like you're glad. He was trying to make nice. He encouraged me to move on and give you a chance, but you're acting like he's one less competitor," she added.
Dylan frowned and silenced himself.
"Break it up you two! We need to get Fang!" Gazzy commanded.
The group, excluding Dylan, nodded their assent.
"It's suicide!" Dylan protested.
The group looked at him in shock.
"He'd go back for you!" Angel screeched.
Max shook her head and said softly, "Let him stay. He wouldn't be much help to us anyway. Stay and watch my mom and Ella. This is gonna require all of us. Let's make a plan."
Dylan looked like he wanted to protest, but he just nodded.
The group formulated a plan.
Fang's P.O.V
When Fang woke up, he found himself heavily strapped to a chair with IV tubes in his arms and legs.
"Well, good morning," a man in white said cheerfully, like he wasn't about to torture and dissect Fang.
"Morning. Where's breakfast? I'm in the mood for pancakes," Fang replied sarcastically.
A sound came from the background, which sounded like the scuffling of feet.
The man yelled back, "He was joking. Don't get him pancakes," to Fang he said, "It's hard to find good help these days."
"Yeah. All of the good help, responded to the other 'crazy scientist' ads," he said.
The man chuckled.
"This is gonna make this that much easier. I'm Dr. Wilbert Brookes and I've been watching the Flock for quite some time. But I have never seen you before."
Fang furrowed his brow.
"You see," he continued, "That perplexes me. All of a sudden, my recon guys need to have medical attention because another winged child came out of nowhere and attacked them. This leads me to believe that you are a bit more special than you let on."
Fang chuckled.
"What is funny about your imminent torture, err… science experiments?" he inquired angrily.
"You obviously haven't been watching us as long as you think you've been watching us."
The doctor twitched. Fang smiled triumphantly.
"I suppose I need to know more. And it just so happens, that I have a willing encyclopedia on the subject," he smiled cruelly.
"I just met them," he lied nervously.
"You said 'us'," he replied sinisterly.
Fang silently cursed himself.
Dr. Brookes continued, "Tell me. Do you think it was by accident that you found a bullet with my signature on it or did you just think you were clever?"
Fang cursed himself again for how gullible he was.
"Happy accident?" he guessed.
The doctor chuckled again and replied, "This is gonna be fun."
He wheeled over a cart and removed the blanket that lay on top of it, revealing a full arsenal of needles and knives and various other items that looked like they belonged in a dentists' office.
"Imagine how fun it will be when the rest of your group comes to save you. Then I'll be able to play with a complete set of toys," he concluded.
He smiled menacingly and grabbed a scalpel.
A/N: Sorry. Another cliff-hanger. Just be patient for my next chapter. Did you like it? To review or not to review that is the question. Lucky for you I have an answer. REVIEW!