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Chapter 9
When I was down telling Fang my idea, he looked both shocked and excited at the same time. I didn't think he was capable of that. "You really think you can?" He asked.
"If they healed this," I held up my arm. "Then why shouldn't they heal his eyes?"
"Maximum Ride," Fang said grinning. "I think you're on to something."
We slapped high fives. Fang had been looking at my arm the entire time I was talking about my plan. He still couldn't get over it. "Now I' m gonna tell you something and you'd better agree." He said seriously.
Uh-oh. I nodded.
"Never. Ever again. Got it? You will never do this again, with or without healing powers, okay?"
I nodded again. "I promise Fang. I'm sorry. I was just . . . pushed to the limit."
He took the arm I had cut and said, "Does it hurt? At all?"
I shook my head. "No."
"Are you okay now? Mentally, I mean. No brain-blasts? Voice saying anything?"
"I'm fine." I said.
"Max," Fang said. "Next time the Voice says something, I need you to tell me if it's important."
"I will." I said. He apparently noticed I couldn't keep still and he said, "You gotta go?"
I could have smacked him. "No! Are we gonna wake Iggy up and see if it'll work or not?!"
"Race ya," He said and took of up to where the tall, slender form of a sleeping Iggy lay. It was like we were ten again, racing to get home when it would rain. We would come in soaked and chilled to the bone. When we got up there, we were both shaking Iggy awake roughly.
"Getoff!" He groaned.
"Iggy, wake up, Max got a new ability." Fang said. Jeez, it sounded like it was Christmas morning to him; and, if this worked, it would be ... to all of us.
Iggy sat up reluctantly.
"I have healing tears." I said.
Something in his dull pale blue eyes made them light up. "Are you serious?"
I new what he was gonna ask next, so I said, "You want to be our second test subject?"
He was about to reply, but first said, "Second?"
"Yeah," Fang said. "Max decided to try major surgery on her arm again. Using my knife."
"Oooh," Iggy chastised me. "Bet you ticked Fnick off."
"Damn straight, Figgy." They grinned. Well, I'm glad they're getting joy from my traumatic experience.
"Iggy," I said, "Do you want to see or not?"
"Duh." He said, then got serious. "What do you want me to do?"
"Lie back." I said. It was still only around five in the morning, or I didn't have to worry about the sun hurting his eyes after five years of being blind. "Okay, I said, take my hand and tell me if it hurts. I don't know what it should feel like on your eyes, so don't freak or anything." He nodded and held onto my hand. "Keep your eyes open and tell my if you need to blink. Ready?"
He nodded once more. "Enjoy your last few seconds of being blind." I said, trying to lighten the tension.
He snorted. Good, he got the joke part. I yawned. Oh yeah, that brought major tears to my eyes. After all, I had been awake for almost 24 hours straight. I leaned close. My eyes were only several inches from Iggy's. "Hold completely still," I murmured. The tears fell loose and hit Iggy's eyes. I let three tears go in each of Iggy's eyes for good measure.
"Close you eyes now." I was surprised to hear how confident and that I sounded like I knew what I was doing I sounded. I guess it was instinct that comes with new abilities. The sun was just coming over the horizon, a faint pink glow was cast across the sky. "Now," I said. "Don't be disappointed if the first thing you see is me. I look like I just stuck a fork in a light socket."
"I wouldn't recommend that." Fang said. I stared. "I didn't mean to. Remember that plug-in that was in the kitchen of our old house, by the counter on the...left side of the fridge? There was a bug on the wall, and I was trying to jab at it and i missed...not pretty results."
I winced. "Oh," I added to Iggy. "I also look like I came from a slaughterhouse, so don't freak out on me." I took a deep breath. "H'okay, open your eyes. He did. The first thing I noticed: His usually dull pale blue eyes were now a bright baby blue color.
"Well?" Fang and I prodded. But I'm pretty sure we both already knew the answer.
"Max? Fang?" He said slowly. "Wow, you were right about the whole bloody-slaughterhouse thing."
I smiled and threw myself on him in a tight hug. This brought tears to my eyes all over again. Happy tears, though. I helped him up and hugged him again.
"And for the record," He said. "I'm not disappointed that the first thing I saw was you."
I let out a small laugh. "Thanks, Ig." He and Fang tapped fists and then, guess what? Fang pulled him into a (manly) hug. Ig had always been like a brother to him, and vice versa.
"I can't wait till the kids wake up." I said.
"Thank you, Max." Iggy said, kissing my cheek.
"I'm just happy you can see again." I said, my voice breaking with emotion. And, for the record, Ig was like a brother to me too.
"Yeah, me too, man." Fang added.
"So," I prompted. "How does it feel?"
Iggy thought for a moment, then said, "Amazing. I didn't think I'd ever see again." We all just stood there smiling at each other for the longest time. Yes, Iggy actually got to see Fang smile.
Two and a half hours later, Nudge, Gazzy, and Angel all woke up. Angel, with a slight grin on her sleepy little face, but I told her with my mind to stay quiet about it for a minute.
"Guys," I said, kneeling down next to the three, small, groggy figures, with Fang and the newly improved Iggy behind me. I just couldn't get over how happy Iggy looked and sounded. My heart nearly cracked from joy. "We have something to tell you. I got a new ability last night."
The little guys started congratulating me. "Well, I got healing tears. And we...we restored Iggy eyesight. He's not blind anymore. He can see again." My voice was filled with emotion.
After a moment of shocked silence, Nudge shrieked, throwing herself in Iggy's arms, and he spun her around in a circle laughing. Ig picked Angel up and hugged her tightly. Gazzy hugged Iggy around the middle (which was as far as his head went). Iggy was definitely getting tall. Nudge was talking so fast, I couldn't even make out the words, but Iggy obviously could, 'cuz he was nodding and looked as though he understood.
A moment later, my gaze was past them all. I was staring at four mysterious figures beside the edge of the forest. They didn't look like Erasers though.
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