All Dressed Up Just To Die Barefoot
I was sitting there, twiddling my thumbs. I shifted uncomfortably in this dress. Ya, you heard me. They decided to 'dress me up' since this would be a 'watched event'. I was in a white room, in a white dress, standing on recently waxed white tile, staring at the white door-ok so you get the fact that white is important. Anyway, I could hear voices blaring. I was hoping those hours would fly by faster.
"Alright, pull her out! Lets go!" Bridget ordered. The door creaked open and pit pats filled the room as Erasers marched in. I was barefoot and scared. It was odd how my black wings stood out against the pureness of everything else.
"Move!" Dwyer barked.
"Sure," I shrugged as I slowly made my way to the door, "are we going to eat crumpets and drink a spot of tea?"
She slapped me screaming that I was "A disrespectful maggot!"
Ok? Whatever…
"Walk faster! I swear I will beat you until your pretty little wings have not a feather left!" She threatened.
'And I'll smack you bald headed! Shut up!' I growled in my mind. Finally we came to a large arena filled with Erasers and Whitecoats. A big burly beast grabbed each of my arms and hauled me to a podium. I was cuffed to it. Like I couldn't just…
"Where is the Ultimate?!" A man asked.
"Ultimate? What the heck is that?" I questioned.
"You very well know! Tell us where she is!" He demanded.
"I don't know what you're talking about!" I screamed. The man stepped closer, out of the mob of snarling Erasers and demented scientists. I recognized his face, his evil smile, and even the scar I had placed there so many years ago.
"Oh, Jeb? Have you lost something?" I sneered. He gritted his teeth.
"We know you know where she is! We know you know where the Ultimate and the Maximum lay hidden! Speak, child, or I will not hesitate to kill you!"
I snorted. "That doesn't scare me!"
"It should," Jeb snarled as he moved closer. Anger flashed in his eyes.
"I don't understand!" I tried again.
"Let me put it in simple terms…The Maximum is a being who holds the most power in the mind and in strength, her name is Maximum Ride, duh it's in her name. The Ultimate is a creature combined with fire. You all call her Flair! The Supreme is a couple of boys bending water, Storm is one of them. The Chief controls earth. The Epic will be a child born from the Maximum! Do you get it now?!" Man this was confusing.
"Flair is hours away from here! And you're daughter is no where in range!" I spat. He frowned and slapped me.
"Don't touch me!" I cried as I jerked from the podium. It came with me, hitting Jeb.
"Catch her!" Jeb commanded as he searched for a tissue. I probably broke his nose. Serves him right! All these words were confusing and all this talk made my head spin. Erasers eventually had me captured. I was forced back to the center of this jacked up place.
"Anything more?" Bridget asked a boiling mad Jeb.
"Kill it!" He commanded. The words bounced around inside of my mind. Kill me? Oh, yah.
"Any last words, pleas, or confessions?" Dwyer asked. I thought for a minuet and clutched the podium.
"Yes," my lip quivered, "YOU FAILED! You morons lost!"
Then an Eraser took aim and put his finger on the trigger. I closed my eyes and my life flashed beneath my eyelids.
Was this my last breath? Were those my last words?
Ooh! Review and I'll update! I'm proud to say that this is my most successful story! It beat BWW (27 reviews) by one! Lets make that number grow! Next chapter is called 'The Flames Reign'. Will Flair save Alex, or Gwen for that matter? Who will live…and who will be buried six feet down…?