Thanks for the feedback, guys! A new character, created by a very good friend of mine, makes their debut in this chapter. Tell me what you all think of Wrorgon! More strange experiments will be coming!
The woman led us inside. The whole house had a kind of, well, homey feel that made me claustrophobic. I wanted to get out of there.
We eventually came to a bedroom, where the woman had us set Fang on the bed. The woman turned him over, and gasped, and it wasn't because he had wings.
"What happened to his back?" She whirled on Max. "Who did this?"
"The evil guys who were chasing us," Nudge piped up. "They're called Erasers. They change into these big wolf lookin' dudes with-"
"Okay, enough," the woman said. She turned back to Max. "Why were they chasing you?"
"Because," Max said, "We're special. They work with the guys who created us, and they want us back." Her mouth set into a hard line. "But we aren't going back. Ever." The woman nodded, already defeated.
"Okay, but you need to watch him. I have to go get supplies from the vet office, but I'll be right back." She hurried out of the room. Moments later, we heard a car rev up and pull out of the driveway. That's when the girl came back.
"You said there weren't anymore of you, Max," she said.
"I know, but I kinda have to keep a low profile," Max replied. "It wasn't real great that I let you guys know about me, let alone the rest of the flock."
"And those not in the flock," I added. Max turned to me.
"What do you mean? You're in the flock, unless you don't-"
"I can never be in the flock, Max," I said. "I tried to kill you, and, even if the rest of you can get over that, Fang never will, despite the fact that I'm helping him now. This was just to make up for our- fight. Fang's gonna be fine now, and I have different objectives than you do, so it's better that we split up." I turned to the door and walked through.
"I doubt I'll see any of you guys again, if you plan to stay away from the school, because that's where I'm going. I'm going to destroy this whole organization, stop the madness, before anyone else is hurt, even if I have to kill every one of them son-of-a-guns."
Suddenly, there was a crash to my right. Oh, God, don't let it be Erasers...
But guess what. It was.
I ran into the living room, skidding to a halt. Filing in from the broken window were Erasers. Tons of them. My heart skipped a beat. I was good, but... Was I that good? I counted twenty already. Then, the last thing to come in, was obviously a new experiment. At first, all I could see was it's head poking through the window. It had a wolf head, though easily three times bigger than the head of a average wolf. Instead of a muzzle, however, there was a giant, gleaming, vicious beak, like that of a hawk. This was half hawk, half wolf. Its paws,er, talons, clung the outside of the window frame. Its eyes, however, were what struck me most. They were icy blue, and unlike a hawk or wolf either one. They were human. It jumped in through the window, the Erasers instantly making room for it. The back legs also had talons, like the front, and its body was mainly that of a wolf except a ridge of long brown feathers from the back of its head to its tail, a mottled mess of fur and feathers. Sprouting from it's back was two sets of giant gray and brown wings, one set smaller than the other. It was, indeed, an amazing an terrifying sight.
I am not an it, little batgirl, a deep voice said in my mind. I jumped. Angel...? No. It had to be the wolf-hawk thing.
I am Wrorgon,a Hawfum, not an it, not a wolf-hawk thing. Now, it stopped, sitting on its haunches, staring me in the eye with those big, blue ones. I am looking for the one named Garret. Have you seen her?
"Yes," I replied boldly, aloud. "I am Garret." The Erasers cowered away, obviously having heard of what I had done to others of their kind.
"Good," it said, this time aloud. "I have come to take you back." It lunged at me, landing squarely on my chest. The breath was knocked out of me, and I stared up into its face.
Now, listen to me. This mental thought was much quieter, almost a whisper. I'm going to grab you in my beak. Pound at it, but don't struggle. We'll lead these beasts outside and finish them off.
'Why are you helping me?' I thought.
Because I, too, am tired of being tested. Tired of being treated like an animal, no matter how I look. I am human inside, most of the time. While I puzzled over what 'most of the time' meant, he picked me up and leaped through the window, landing gracefully outside, while I pounded, pretending to try and get away. Then, once the rest of the Erasers jumped out into the night, Wrorgon released me and I changed, grinning maliciously. Wrorgon and I killed them all. He was more vicious than I was, ripping at them with talons and beak like they were tissue paper. He was like an animal. That was when the meaning of his words dawned on me.
R&R, or I'll send Garret after you!
Garret: Shaddup. You can't control me.
Wanna make a bet? I can do all kinds of things to you... laughs maniacally
Garret: That's just creepy.
Seriously, guys. R&R.