P.S
RILEY, DON'T MESS WITH MY WRITING I CAN CHANGE MY PASSWORD!
Dodger's POVHome again home again, jiggery whatever I don't how that thing goes.
Ha ha jiggy with it.
Wow these painkillers are really getting inside my head.
I lay in my bed uncomfortable and stiff, still covered in bandages.
Back to school next week. It was Thursday and the rest of the flock was staying home. I was asleep when I got off the plane. They carried me in and I hadn't been awake since.
Maybe I should get up eat some breakfast…or lunch? Whatever time it was.
There was a knock at my door.
"S'open." I said groggily. Fang walked in. He sat on my bed
"Dodger about Marlo…"
Max's POVThings were not going great. We just got things better and now Marlo is missing?
The flyboys took her. That's all I know. All Fang would tell me. But I think I'm missing something from his explanation.
As soon as Dodger can fly which will be in a day we have to go look for her. But could Marlo really have time for that?
"Max, we have to go. We have to get her. As fast as we can." Riley said seriously.
"I know we can't leave her hanging...but what about Dodger?" I replied.
"Iggy, Angel, Gazzy, and Nudge will take care of her. She wouldn't be all right to fly tomorrow anyway. You, me, and Fang can handle it." She said quickly. Already she was throwing me a backpack filled with supplies.
"I can't leave my flock again. Not after what happened with Angel. When Angel was taken we left and Iggy and Gazzy were left behind. If we had brought them things might have gone better. We need everyone. I promised that we'd never be seperated again." I pleaded.
"No. Anything that will take back our pace isn't worth it. If we bring them that's just more of us getting captured or killed." Riley said sternly.
"Take this too. You'll need it." She said quickly. She threw me a gun.
Fang's POV
Dodger did not take the news about Marlo well. She wants to come with us and help but she won't be strong enough.
I clipped the gun to my belt. I stuffed my backpack with Gaz and Ig brand explosives,along with other supplies good for dangerous and possibly deadly rescue missions.With that we were cargo-clad and ready to rock those bitches.
Max took off first her, light wings looking like velvet in the moonlight. She pushed her wings down hard and up again. She soared straight up looking like a shadow without the sparkle of the stars.
What was wrong with me? I was losing all thought. I wasn't in love with Max anymore.
Riley jumped over me and took off taking a boost from kicking off of my shoulders.
I took off quickly trying to keep up. My dark wings flapped almost in sync with Max and Riley's.
"Alright, Marlo has a tracking device implanted in her from ITEX. They have a spy satellite that keeps an eye on anyone who they've chipped. If I can hack it we should be able to pin-point her location." Riley said.
She worked rapidly on her laptop.
"Alright…system online. The satellite is a foreign object to this computer so it will take a sec." Riley said, in an annoyed tone.
"Why didn't you take care of this earlier?" Max said irritably.
Riley rolled her eyes.
"Alright location…Oh that's no fun. She's still in New York." Riley said.
"The HQ for the institute for higher living. I'm getting diagrams and its showing me a green building." Riley said unsurely.
"I know where it is." Max whispered.
We circled and dropped a few hundred feet, Landing quietly in the darkened park. The city lights were unbearable even at eleven at night.
Riley's POV
Max lead us down the street into the subway station. We scurried down the tunnel but we were crunched against a green, dirty, slimy, smelly, covered in germs wall. Double and triple eeewww. Her and Fang lifted a rusty grate.
"The wonders of the New York sewer system." Max said triumphantly. She pointed downward.
EEEEEEWWWWW! This was not going to be pretty.
I know it was short but hang in there!!! They'll find Malro and she'll be alright.
Or will she?
Muuuuwaaahahahahaaha
cough...cough.
sorry maniacal cackling is hard on a sore throat.
Luv Dodger