Maddie's POV
Dear Diary,
You know when it's your birthday and you go downstairs, still in your pyjamas, and you see your parents with their huge giddy smiles on their faces and a mound of prezzies next to them? How you feel so happy that you're about to burst and you can't help the giant grin slip onto your face. The way your heart does somersaults every second and you feel so thankful!
Now times that by…I don't know…Um…1 Million, no…1 Billion. That was how it felt having Fax in my life. He was my rock. And yes, I know how cliché that sounded! But it was true, I mean, he was always there. Ready to kiss and talk to and…well just be there for me. And it was so nice.
We'd had to spin some lie to my mother about how he lived on the other side of town and that he was home schooled there. I hated lying to my mother but I can say that it took a few hysterical nights of planning to come up with this, I have to say, rather splendid lie.
The day after I had made up with Fang over his disappearing act, I had told Ara that he had come back. Of course this had been greeted with squeals from her and I don't mean ear splitting ones, I mean breaking the sound barrier, overdrive, hyper speed and I-will-die-if-you-carry-on squeals of delight. Apparently, Fang and I are her dream romance. You know…erm, Romeo and Juliet, Me and Fang. Star-crossed lovers and that kind of stuff. It made me laugh so badly. If only she really knew.
Third Person POV
Madison put down her diary and went over to her bed where Fang was sitting, his angular face crooked to the side, looking at her quizzically. Madison blushed, her face almost the same shade as her hair and slunk to his side. Fang brushed the hair from her face and caressed her jaw fondly. Madison, obviously craving more, leaned in and planted a tender kiss on his lips. It was slow and meaningful. Fang practically glowed and gazed into Madison's eyes, love radiating from them. Then he pulled her in for a flirty embrace and Madison rested her face on his broad chest, not quite believing she was this lucky.
Soon, it became apparent that Madison had dozed off and Fang carefully slipped out from underneath her, picked her up and lay her down on her bed. He then got a blanket and covered her up, planted a slow kiss on the sleeping beauty's forehead and slipped out into the night via her window. He dropped a few feet before unfurling his wings like a bat and soared away.
Meanwhile, a few miles to the east of Madison's house stood a decrepit warehouse. It was 2 stories high and the roof was of corrugated iron. It had been what Dr Joseph Worth thought was a wool mill but now stood as a ruin to a great establishment. His lone figure ducked under a half desecrated door and clambered over rubble, careful not to ruin his pin perfect black suit. His sandy hair was gelled slick back and he wore a look of stressed distaste as he took in his surroundings. But this was where the Medic wanted to meet.
The Medic was basically the head honcho at the School apart from the Director. He was in charge of the experiments and took orders from no one, well, except for his boss. His real name was unknown and Joseph knew all the many rumours that circled around the School. The most gruesome of which was that he had been imprisoned after kidnapping 5 eleven year olds; three boys and two girls and mutilating them beyond recognition and the only way the police had been able to identify them was by the few teeth actually left in their mouths. Joseph physically shuddered and a cold draft entered the boarded main room. He looked around, hands in his pockets and then checked his watch. 11 to 9 in the evening. He had 1 minute till they arrived. Joseph kicked a lone piece of rubble and then swiftly cursed himself and lifted up his leg to wipe the dirt from his ankle.
He jerked up suddenly and his eyes darted wildly around the room. He saw the shadowy man walk curtly into the room then quickly looked down to the floor as a sign of respect. Also, he was very scared.
The figure chose to remain in the shadows. The only characteristics visible was a sliver a steely grey that was shown by a crack of light emanating from a boarded up window.
'I see you got the message.' The Medic said in a curt, deep voice.
'Ye-Yes.' Replied Joseph, whose eyebrows raised involuntary at the fear showing in his voice. Curling his hands into fists, he answered briskly.
'Yes.'
'Good,' replied The Medic and Joseph could practically hear the curl of a smirk on The Medic's lips. 'Your report?'
'The Subject seems to be developing a bond with the human girl. Surveillance shows the subject at the girl's house nearly every day. We certainly could use her as a way to infiltrate or manipulate the flock. We also suspect she knows about the subjects…special qualities.' Said Dr Worth, quite professionally to say his hands were shaking. He pushed his hair out from the front of his face, coughed and then carried on.
'So, what are your orders?' he asked. The Medic stood, unmoving for a moment and then put his hands behind his back as he replied.
'Bring her…to me.'
Madison's POV
His chest pressed into mine as we drowned in each other, his lips on mine and my eyes fluttered as desire washed over me. He was everything, my world and my one certainty. I drew him closer, urgent to feel as one and kissed him, trailing down his neck and he nuzzled my jaw. A new wave of pleasure erupted through me and I groaned. After what felt like a blissful eternity, he pulled back, gasping and I saw his eyes roam over me, warmth radiating. His black hair ruffled like a mane around him and his lips were damp and cracked from kissing. He was radiant and I hungrily grabbed the front of his t-shirt to draw him back into kissing. It was fire. We were both burning, hungry for contact and radiating love for one another. Fang gasped between kisses and I smile as my hands rubbed over his hard, muscular chest and groaned. He was mine. This black haired, broody angel was all mine.
'I think I love you.' I breathed, I felt at peace with the world as I lay on top of Fang's heaving chest as he gently stroked my hair.
'I love you to.' He whispered back to me. And with that fairytale ending, I promptly fell asleep.
Fang's POV
Oh God she was beautiful. I stroked her hair, loving the smooth texture of it. She was wearing her pyjamas; gold, silk top with lace decal and some pink leopard print trousers. I closed my eyes and listened to the sound of her breathing. In and out, in and out. I opened my eyes again, and they ran across her and drunk her in; every curve and every single freckle. My hand dropped lazily as I feel into oblivion.
Madison's POV
My eyes fluttered open, light penetrating the slit between my eyelids. I stretched, my arms flailing all around. I let a sign, sat up and flipped my legs so they were dangling over the side of my bed. Stretching again, I then stood up and rubbed my eyes. I glanced over to the clock and thought (insert swear word here)! I was late. I hurried over to my dresser, grabbed a skirt, a new shirt and my tie that was hanging on the back of my desk chair. I hurried out of my room, balancing one shoe in my left hand whilst trying to tame my red hair. I hurried into the kitchen.
'Good morning, Maddie.' Said Mum and I grunted in response. Popping a piece of toast into the toaster I sprinted to the fridge and got out the butter. A minute later the toaster pinged and I splattered the half burnt toast with butter, stuffed it into my mouth and waved goodbye, before setting of out of the door.
Music was ok, I had homework and ICT bored me to death. It was now break and I carried my bag to the corner to meet Ara. She smiled as we saw me and I slowed down, breathing heavily. She smirked as I gasped for breath, as I had run all the way down, not wanting to waste a minute of the glorious 15 minutes before plunging right back into boredom. I was going to burst that bubble some day. And by that I mean give my friend a good old fashioned dead arm. Once I was within normal breathing patterns rather than hyperventilating my guts out, we set off across the road to school.
'Soo, how are you and Fangy?' Ara asked, as she did everyday. My God, that girl could talk! I groaned inwardly, plastered on a fake smile which probably looked more like a grimace.
'Things are…wonderful. He is such a deep soul!' I replied. Ara raised her eyebrows.
'Deep Soul! Who the heck do you think you are, bloody Cinderella? I mean come on, Mads! Deep soul my butt! I need the good stuff! You know I have never had a BF!' she practically ranted at me. It was true; unfortunately for me, Ara was one of those people who though they were too good for boyfriends but secretly wanted a guy and sat up late at night reading Twilight. I should know because I experienced hell on earth when she dragged m to see Breaking Dawn or Eclipse or some other daft moon cycle. So, like everyday, I gave in and proceeded to tell her all about Fang.
'He's so sweet but he is really deep, I meant that. Sometimes, he just gets this far away look in his eye. And other times he holds me close and its lovely. Did you know he had, like, an eight pack?' Ara's eyes went round, as big as they could go and she drew in breath. I smiled fondly at remembering ripped muscles. 'Yeh, I know!' I was as giddy as…well, a schoolgirl. Please, I know, forgive the cliché! But still. Ara's eyes were still wide but she wasn't focusing on me. I flashed round, readying myself to sneer at whatever bully came today. But instead I SCREAMED! It was Fang, Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang! FANG!
I leapt straight into his arms and he held me tight. I took in his divine Lynx smell (Real BirdKids wear Lynx! Haha!) And then drew him in for a quick kiss. Then, breaking the moment so very spectacularly in only a way she could, Ara squealed. Yeah…why do I put up with her again? I grinned and turned to face her. By God, that girls face was red! I smiled then more broadly.
'Ara, this is Fang my boyfriend.' And birdkid mutant crush, I thought to myself. 'Fang this is Ara, my maniac of a best friend.' I gestured between them.
'Hi.' Said Fang, holding out a hand which Ara grasped quickly. Ahh, my man of few words.
'Hi! Oh, and Mads…dear. I kind of guessed he was Fang because of how you we latched to each others faces!' Ara gushed. Yep, I thought, total DEAD ARM!
'So, how come you're here?'
'Oh, well I couldn't wait to see you so I popped in. I am now "Fang Nicholls" and have come here for a month long trail session at your school.' He said, gesturing to his visitor's badge. I blushed, struggling to see when I had been happier and hugged him again.
'Well, sorry to interrupt this most touching and gross displays of public affection, my amigo but the bell just went.' Cut in Ara, I pouted, linked arms with both of them and trudged up to whatever excuse for a lesson I had next.
It was the end of the school day and I waited with Ara at the corner once again for Fang, who had a different Maths teacher to us. Mr Hood had over explained trigonometry for the umpteenth time and I had nodded off for ten minutes but woken again when Ara had jammed a pencil in my kneecap. I whistled to myself and kicked the dirty gravel.
Third Person's POV
'Target acquired, with unknown female. Should we proceed?' that was the crackled question which emanated out from the walkie talkie that Joseph Worth held in his hand. He was in shade, outside of the school in a dark van. He pressed the answer button and held it to his lips.
'Proceed with haste.'
At the corner of the Drama block, Madison and Ara were very, very bored. They did not nore ever would grow the most valuable trait of patience so when Fang neglected to show for over 10 minutes they where getting abit miffed. Madison was playing with the strap of her messenger bag and Ara was furiously wiping off the days doodling's from her hand. Fang then came into the line of sight, about 200 yards away from them and Madison's spirits lifted instantly and although Fangs wings tensed like they did when their was danger, no one saw the three men.
Madison's POV
He was about 150 yards away now and I fought hard with myself not to run up and jump into his warm embrace. I played with a strand of my hair.
Suddenly, a huge, leather clad hand wrapped around my jaw, encasing my mouth. I let out a muffled scream and tried to twist. I saw Ara, already limp and being held up by a black clothed man. Her mouth was covered and her head drooped. A third man dragged her into car. I flung my head back with force and felt the break of my attacker's nose. I looked around wildly. Fang would save me, Fang would co… where was Fang? Then I saw him, he was sprinting as though his life depended on it. A pained look was etched on his face and I felt tears in my eyes. I started to run. Run towards him but then faltered. Ara. But before I could make my decision I felt a sharp, electrifying pain in my left arm. I looked at it and saw a needle protruding from it. The 1st man dragged me off and I saw the others battling my beloved before the tranquilizer took effect and though I tried my hardest, I only let out one tear before it all went black.