Chapter Two

As Gazzy's voice beat into the avian children's ears, the Erasers were gaining altitude. The younger ones were frozen in flight, Fang was hovering, and his dark eyes were narrowed at the Erasers, Iggy was just looking towards the Erasers, his face expressionless. Suddenly, Max's voice broke through the cool night air and broke the terror trance

"Split up!" That was the one thing they needed to do, they were definitely no match for this large group of Erasers that made about five flocks (30 Erasers) ,with more strength and larger, lumbering wings.

"Meet at Georgia coast border!" She shouted. The flock gave no hesitation to follow her orders, Nudge and Angel flew away, Fang and Max in the opposite direction and Iggy and the Gasman went towards the southern coast, towards the smell of saltwater.

The pack of Erasers split once they saw the flock separate, some went after Fang and Max, Ari in that group. Only three Erasers went after Nudge and Angel, thinking that the little ones would be no harm but once they caught up with the mind reader, she would probably mentally influence them to fall to the ground at a higher altitude than her own. Four went after Gazzy and Iggy, not expecting any bombs since they were in flight, but the pair were always armed with their latest creations. The rest of the pack was sent back down to earth by Ari before he split the pack up. Max and Fang had made a quick escape thanks to her speedy flying ability, even though she still wished to see and fight Ari, face to face. Angel had more than likely already sent the Erasers after her and Nudge, to the ground with her mental abilities meaning Gazzy and Iggy still had to throw their trackers. Gazzy flew ahead, Iggy trailing behind, his hand skimming Gazzy's ankle as the eight-year-old flew towards the coast. Iggy could hear the beating wings of the Erasers as they got closer and closer, why was Gazzy flying so slowly?

"Hey Gazzy?" Iggy asked, his voice cracking slightly from lack of water "Could you pick up the pace?"

"Suuure…" Gazzy said in a singsong voice. He suddenly dived downwards, dragging Iggy with him.

"What, in heck, are you doing!" Iggy shouted over the rush of wind. The eight-year winged boy's reply was faint.

"Just trust me, okay?" Iggy just nodded, waiting for what was to come. He could hear the roar of the ocean getting closer, the beat of the Eraser's wings struggled to be heard over the crashing waves but were heard, nevertheless. They were close, yes, but whatever Gazzy had in store for them they would soon be blasted far far away, beyond the world and life. Now Iggy could practically taste the salt in the air, then he could feel spray of seawater as waves crashed against cliffs. Suddenly, Gazzy jerked upwards, causing Iggy to grab onto his ankle since his flight up was so quick and instantaneous. Iggy heard a large splash behind him, of course, the Eraser's wings were too heavy to make a quick change in direction, upwards, and they had not been trained by hawks and other birds of prey.

"Bombs away!" Gazzy shouted. Iggy grinned as he heard another splash be made as Gazzy dropped the bomb down into the watery depths.

The next thing Iggy knew, he and Gazzy were drenched in seawater and were blown upwards a bit by the explosion.

"Awesome…" was all Gazzy said before explaining to Iggy what he had just witnessed.

Iggy nodded every now and then as Gazzy explained, a toothy grin plastered on his face the whole time. Once the Gasman finished his short, descriptive speech, Iggy spoke up.

"I think we should be heading for the Georgia-Florida border line now, it's nearly dawn yes?" He asked.

"Yeah, it is" The blond-headed kid looked towards the dim outline of the rising sun.

"Let's go"

"Where are they?" Nudge asked as she paced the beach, her wings tucked in, neatly, against her back. Fang and Max were sitting on the beach watching Angel who was in the water, probably speaking to passing fish. Gazzy and Iggy were not there though they should have been by now.

"Maybe they had to drop their bomb!" Angel shouted from the sea. Max nodded before looking up to the sky with the Florida sun burning bright.

"Even if they did, they should be here by now." She said under her breath. Fang, of course, said nothing, Nudge however babbled on about, how they were supposed to meet at the beach before dawn, and how much time it takes for a bomb to detonate, and so on and so forth. Then a shadow engulfed her, silencing her, and causing her to look up. All the others looked up as well, they all saw a silhouette against the sun, two actually, one much larger than the other who was a couple feet smaller.

"About time you two got here!" Nudge shouted up to them before Iggy and Gazzy landed.

Both of them shrugged and grinned, "You should've seen the explosion though, would've been worth ten k." Gazzy chuckled, whilst Iggy was grinning widely. Nudge rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest

"Well you were still late" She muttered before turning to Max "Now what"

"Well did you find any files?" Max asked, standing up and brushing off the sand from her pants.

"Yeah, loads"

"Any mentioning us?"

"No actually, I was too distracted by the seven foot Eraser in a tank!" Nudge growled, unlike her usual self.

"Well then we'll have to go back" she said solemnly, brushing away a lock of hair from her face "But now I don't think we'll look for files on us" she said, making Nudge's jaw hang open "You should look for files on that Eraser and see how many there are. If they get enough of those, with wings, they could tear us to ribbons once they find us"

"Besides" Iggy butted in "It's not like we were caught, the alarm was just set off, probably from a fire or something" he shrugged, encouraging the idea of heading back to Itex.

"It's settled then, we'll go back to Itex first thing tomorrow, for now we need to get some rest" Indeed they did need rest, they had flown non-stop from Alabama to Florida, had stopped at an in-n-out burger restaurant and then, had continued to Itex. Their wings ached from the flight and from the run from the Erasers but none were wounded meaning that they would get an easy and peaceful sleep with no pain.

So sleep they did, in the shelter of a rock worn of water splashing against it that also smoothed it. In minutes, they were asleep, until the moon rose and they woke from their slumber, lifted into the sky, and returned to Itex.