Author : Wild-Melody
Disclaimer : Standard, don't own it. Don't own nothing other than a car that is more trouble than it's worth…oh, and the cloths on my back.
Warning : and that is what? Nothing at the moment since I haven't wrote the story yet.
Well, sit back, relax and enjoy the next installment.
Surprise
Chapter 7 : The Poisoned Stab
The Migrator skidded to a stop and the four ducks cautiously stepped out as they wearily looked around. Come out, come out where ever you are. I know you're here. Mallory thought, her eyes peeked around, looking deep into the shadows. Nothing, she seen absolutely nothing.
"I know they're here." Wildwing said. "Spread out, Mallory, you're with me." Wildwing ordered. She was about to argue the point until she got THE LOOK from him. 'I am leader, don't argue with me!' that look. She bit her tongue and followed him.
He walked towards the warehouse, the evidence of someone prying the door very apparent. "Not the Saurians usual style." Mal commented.
Wildwing glared at her, he put a finger up to his beak indicating for her to keep quiet. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and glared back at him but just perceptibly nodded her head. Fine, she thought, You wanna act this way, so will I!
He moved slowly towards the opened door of the warehouse, she fell into step behind him. A sudden tachyon beam just barely missed his head at the same time his comm unit went off. "Wing, we got lizards!" Duke yelled at the top of his lungs. Wing could hear the lazer firing in the background.
Another shot just barely missed Mallory, she dived for cover behind some crates that were piled outside of the warehouse. Wildwing was just moments behind her. "So do we Duke, so you're on your own. Meet back at the Migrator as soon as you can." He flipped the top of the comm unit shut at looked over at Mallory. She had her puck launcher out and was shooting. Not wasting anytime, is she? He thought as he aimed the built in puckgun on his wrist armor. A few shots directed towards where the tachyon fire was coming from and there was no more tachyon fire.
Mal cautiously got up. "That was way to easy." She said softly. She looked around, something just didn't feel right.
Are you going to join me?
She gasped, wildly looking around. Wildwing looked at her curiously. She shook her head, indicating everything was alright. He continued to survey their surroundings, looking for any out of place shadow or anything.
I thought I had two days to think about it. She said
You do, I was just wondering if you'd made a choice yet. Will you join me or do you need more time to think it over?
I highly doubt it. She answered.
What? he asked.
That I'll join you. You've got to be crazy if you think I'd join the likes of you!
Then don't blame me when someone dies because of your bad choice.
She heard a sound behind her, Wildwing must've heard it too for he spun around at the same time she did. A strange Drake materialized there behind them, strange to Wildwing anyhow. Mallory gasped, not knowing that they could materialize like Wraith. You have a lot to learn Flaming Bird. And I could've taught you everything, but you had to make the wrong choice.
She never saw the blade, but she felt it. She heard Wildwing give a soft gasp but didn't have time to see what had happened to him. Pain, hot and burning, erupted through her stomach and up into her chest. She felt like she was dying. Not yet, came Nightshade's voice. It will take a few days before the poison finally kills you. Those few days will be the most painful one's you've ever felt. There is no cure on this wretched planet, besides which, I'm the only one that knows the cure. You should've said yes.
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Wildwing saw the strange Drake materialize, saw him lunge for Mallory, then everything erupted into chaos. Siege and Wraith were suddenly there, Siege firing his lazer and Wraith shooting bolts of magick every which way. Duke came running around the corner followed by the hulk that was Grin. In front of them like the devil was on his tail was Chameleon.
He heard Mal gasp, saw her cringe. Had the strange Drake hurt her? Wildwing didn't have time to find out. Siege suddenly decided to use him for target practice. Wing returned the fire, he managed to somehow bring a pile of crates down on the huge Saurian's head. Moments later the fight was done, the Saurians and their ally, the strange Drake, had teleported out of there.
Wildwing walked over to Mallory who was kneeling on the ground, holding onto her side. "You alright?" he asked as he extended his hand to help her up.
She swatted it away and fumbled up on her own, but she didn't take her hand away from her side. "I'm alright," she mumbled.
Wildwing moved closer to her, his hand reached out to move her hand from her side but a remark from her brought him up short. "I SAID I was alright!" she said, her voice low and serious. She turned around and walked away from him. She walked up into the Migrator and heavily sat down. Only then did she pull her hand away and look at it. Blood covered her light beige feathers, and as she looked down she noticed that blood had soaked through her purple jump suit. Oh great! she silently thought.
