Angel's Point of View

Iggy was fine when he woke up in the morning. Max wasn't. Fang came up to me not long after the whole flock was awake.

"Angel?"
"Yeah?"

"Can you read Max's mind?"

"I haven't tried. Hang on." I tried harder than I had ever tried before. I closed my eyes and found Fang, then Iggy, then Gaz and Nudge. I couldn't find Max, but wait, what was that? It was really faint, but it was there. The rest of the flock's thoughts were overshadowing it. I opened my eyes.

"Can you guys leave for a second? I can sense her, but you guys are blocking it."

"Meet out in the hallway you guys!" Fang called. The flock filed out.

'Max?' I asked mentally, searching for her thoughts.

'Ang?' she thought back, but it was weak.

'Do you remember what happened?'

'No, but I think it's still in my head, I just can remember it.' That was all the conversation she had the strength for, but I still had contact. I sifted through memory after memory, looking for the right one. I was horrified by the shape Iggy had been in when Max had first been caught. The memories were in chronological order, so I knew I had gone too far back though. I came back a little ways and found a barrier. It was simple enough to break through because it had been designed to keep Max out, not me. I was soon immersed in the memory, and I was living it as Max, not as a bystander.

Angel as Max's Point of View

They came to take me away from Iggy. I fought, but there were too many of them, and I was overpowered. They told me that they were going to inject me with xylemorphic fluid. They told me that after a delayed reaction, I would enter a coma like state and the only way to escape it would be to get the antidote, but they could still tell me that because there was no way I would wake up, and I wouldn't remember the conversation or the injection anyway. They also told me that they had the only antidote. I fought, unwilling to let them do that to me. There were too many. I felt the prick of the needle entering the skin, then blackness. I woke up later, back in the cell I shared with Iggy. I couldn't remember a thing. Iggy kept asking me what had happened, and I was confused. What had happened when? I didn't understand, and that was confusing Iggy. Eventually he quit asking, but I could see in his eyes that he was determined to find out what had happened.

Angel's Point of View

I found myself suddenly back in my own body. I had mixed feelings. There was a cure, but we had blown it up. There might be more, but if there was, it was with our enemies.

"Fang?" I asked aloud.

"Yeah?" he asked, coming back into the room.

"Can I send you this mentally? It would be a lot easier than trying to explain."

"Go ahead." I sent him the whole memory.

Fang's Point of View

Crap. We may have blown up the only cure. We had to see whether there was a cure anywhere else. But we couldn't leave Max alone. But we weren't supposed to split up. But this was important. Am I really arguing with myself? Wow. Time to tell the flock.

"Guys? Can you come in here?" They shuffled in. "We found out what is wrong with Max." I saw Iggy's eyes light up when I said that. "But the cure was in the building we blew up." His face fell again. There may be others in other hideouts but we don't know. But we can't leave Max here alone. I want you guys to vote. Either we have to stay here and hope she gets better eventually or we have to split up." I handed them each a small slip of paper. "Put down your vote and bring it to me in an hour. Your vote will be kept anonymous."

Many thanks to my reviewers, Xafirz Wolf, Digger Forever -Amanda C-, and themeaningoflifeis42 (2). I'm so sorry this took so long!! I had a major case of Writer's Block for this story!! For those of you who stuck with me over that extremely long update break, thank you so much!!

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