Hello my readers,

I'm going to give you another chapter tonight so review and enjoy. Oh and : Courtney is third on my list of fictional characters to stab, that 'guy' is second cause I know more about him that you don't…yet and Dylan from the next MR book is top cause FAX should not be broken up. =]

SBH

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Gone

My pillow is comfier than usual, I thought to myself snuggling closer into its warmth. My pillow started to shake like it was laughing, wait, pillows don't laugh. I jumped up and away from my 'pillow' to find that I had actually been sleeping with my head on Jake's chest and he was the one laughing.

"You know, you're cute when your sleeping." He teased smiling at me.

"I'm not cute all of the time?" I asked quirking an eyebrow.

"Well, of course you are.' Jake stuttered thinking he was in trouble.

"Oh shush Jake, I was kidding." I laughed lying back down beside him but not before I saw those damn red roses sitting on the windowsill.

I shuddered and got off the bed slowly to get dressed. Throwing on a pair of black skinny jeans and a dark blue baby doll styled top that went to half way down my thighs. Putting on some socks and a pair of knee high dark blue chucks I quickly put a brush through my hair and left the room making sure I didn't see the flowers anymore. Jake would deal with it for me.

A jumped down the stairs wondering why there wasn't much noise, it was already nine in the morning but all I could hear was faint whispering from the lounge. I jogged down the long hallway and went through the door into the lounge starting to get worried. When I opened the door I saw all of the flock minus Iggy sitting on couches and chairs looking very worried. What was wrong?

"What's happening guys?" I asked curiously as I walked over to their grouping.

"It's Iggy." Fang told me only looking up for a second.

"What about Iggy?" I persisted, if they didn't tell me within the minute I was going into their heads privacy or not.

"He didn't come back last night." Gazzy told me with fear in his eyes.

Sure Iggy was mad but he wouldn't stay out all night and not with Courtney surely, well he did like her but why stay out all night and not come back even in the morning?

Something in my mind was nagging at me to look up so I did but didn't see anything out of the ordinary other than an envelope leaning against a photograph. An envelope? Cocking my head to the side I tried to remember there ever being an envelope in the room. I couldn't.

Walking over to where the envelope was situated I pulled it off the shelf and flicked open the tab so I could get the letter inside out. I pulled out the piece of paper and skimmed over it, with each word I read my panic rose. Who would do this?

"Ah, guys. You might want to see this." I mumbled rereading the letter shocked.

Max took the letter from my hands and read it out loud to everyone,

"Iggy is with us. If you want to see him alive again then as soon you get this letter come to the large clearing in the north east of the forest by your house."

Jake walked in as soon as Max had finished reading out the letter,

"What's wrong?" he asked seeing all of our faces.

"Iggy's gone."

We flew faster than we all thought possible and was at the clearing within ten minutes flat. Our wings guided us down; Angel was keeping a brave face even though we knew how upset she is. We were all upset but we held it together. It was possible this was a trap, a very big possibility and it was looking even more so like a trap when no one was there. Or so we thought.

The sun was mostly covered by clouds so we didn't have to cover our eyes as we scanned the clearing. Unluckily the trees were too dark to see within.

Cruel laughter erupted from within the trees and Iggy was led out with his hands tied together. The person who had Iggy was still in the shade so we couldn't see their face yet.

"I'm glad you came but it may be a little too late for your friend here." They told us finally stepping out into the light. Our faces darkened realising who it was that had Iggy. Many others we recognised and some we didn't stepped out into the light as well.

A knife was held against Iggy's throat slicing a line into his skin, dark red blood dripped down his neck and stained his shirt.

"Let the games begin."

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