The Plan Unfolds
Back to Gwen!
I woke up the next morning and stretched all six of my limbs. Wow, that sounds weird. I looked around for Flair, who was missing! I jumped to my feet and started to panic. I spun around in all directions, praying that I would spot her. Hoping they hadn't taken her.
"Gwen," her voice was faint. It was coming from…above? I glanced up and there she was, hovering there.
"You're wings! They work!" I cheered. She nodded vigorously.
Then she landed. I tried to check and see if the chip had stopped glowing red, but she jerked away.
"Flair?" I asked as I raised an eyebrow. Then I saw red, crimson red. Blood was stained to the top of her wing.
"FLAIR!" This time it was an 'What the hel-heck?!'
She looked embarrassed, sick, pale. What was wrong?! I lunged forward and grabbed her in a head lock as pulled her wing to where I could see.
She had cut the chip out! Oh my gosh!
"What the…? Flair?!" I cried. She got loose from my grip and I shot he a disgusted look as I stepped back.
"I-I had to! They could've caught you, and I would've never got Alex!" She wailed.
"How? How could you do that to yourself?" I almost gagged. It wasn't that bad. It was only an inch of flesh cut out, but the fact that she did it herself…?
"I had to! Gosh, can't you just see that I needed to! I did it to keep the others safe! I could've got us caught!" She tried again.
I began to rummage through the bags and I finally found some bandages an passed them to her.
"Put these on before you get infected," I ordered. I felt sick to my stomach.
"Gwen, I'm sorry, but I had to…" I swear if I heard that again I'd…
"Ok! Shut up! Just…just fly!" I growled. I admit, that was harsh, but what would Dylan or Max say when we got home? That could've killed her!
"Sorry Gwen," she whispered. I threw my bag over my shoulder and took off. I was ready to bust some heads together! I was ready to kill someone!
"Gwen! Wait up!" Flair called. I noticed that I was way up high and that I was staring to zoom super fast. I put the brakes on and waited for Flair to catch up.
"How far?" She asked.
"Judging by how fast that chopper got here, I'd say no more than an hour. If we follow this road, which Jim and Susan used to get me and Kale out, we should be there in no time!" I gave a slight smile.
-three hours later-
Ok, I was wrong. Maybe it was three hours, so what? Then I saw the dreaded building and I froze.
"Land," I mumbled. Flair adjusted her bag and dropped. I made sure that I could catch her, just incase. We landed safely about three miles away. It was hot and dry and my heart was pounding out of my chest. I handed her the important stuff from my bag. She loaded it into hers.
"Remember, you hide. Then in about five hours come and bust in, ok?" I reminded. She nodded.
"Alright, here goes nothing," I mumbled. She gave me a reassuring grin. I was trembling, but I needed to remain strong, so Flair wouldn't get the jitters too.
"See you in five hours," I whispered. I was dreading this. She nodded again. I turned and took a deep breath. I felt like I needed to puke up my itty bitty breakfast.
"I believe in you!" Flair cheered. That's what I needed. I straightened myself and stuck my nose up high. I was confident. My wings spread out behind me and they flapped with my every heart beat.
There it was. The House of Despair was in range and I landed neatly in front. Alarms blared. I had to make this look real, so I shed my pack and began to battle oncoming Erasers. Then they 'caught' me and drug me inside behind them. I was tossed in a cage. This wasn't so bad…
"Oh, it's back," Bridget.
I snarled and curled into a ball.
"Lets have some fun, who says we should have a fun day?" She smiled evilly. The Erasers howled with laughter.
I knew what she meant by 'fun day'. They were going to kill me in cold blood. They were going to slaughter me.
I gulped.
Come on Flair! You got this!
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