Sam sat with his wings spread far apart, waiting for the rising sun to warm them. Still trying to contemplate what had happened to him in the last few days. The people he had met, things he had seen, his strange dreams. How had he known what they would look like, the flock Sam felt he knew them, no, it was more than that, they were related, closely as if they had once been the same being.
Even for all this, Sam knew he was different from the flock, he had wings yes but that was where the similarity ended for Sam. He had something different about him, inside him that he couldn't quite pinpoint.
Sam was pulled out of his daze by a cry, a warning sound which came from Nudge:
"Everyone up!"
Now there was something they all had in common, hatred of erasers. They had helped the white-coats to torture him over the years of his life in the Institute for Higher Living, he hated the erasers for this. But most of all Sam hated them for the things they had done to Tania.
The flock, now including Tania and Sam, were ready for any fight. The erasers had a new female leader, Sam wondered where Ari was. Max and the others knew all too well.
"Filthy birdy freaks!"
Barked this new leader.
"Nice to meet you too" replied Max in a matter of fact way. "And you are?"
"I am Lea, the last Eraser you'll ever meet, You got away birdies, you've been very bad and I'm here to put things right"
Just then Lea caught sight of Sam and looked him straight in the eye. A look of sheer horror spread across her face. Lea sank to the ground, quivering like a small child.
"You, not you, you couldn't, they didn't, what have they done!"
And with that, Lea and the other erasers ran, disappeared from sight as of they had never been there, their conflict had never happened and all was peaceful in the forest again.
Sam staggered back in a state of shock, what had just happened? The flock were looking at him with deep concern in their eyes. Sam didn't feel like himself anymore, suddenly he was something to be scared of, an evil force. There was something evil inside him he couldn't control, and it was getting stronger. Threatening to reveal itself.
"What the heck just happened?"
Cried Fang, showing a rare attack of emotion.
"I don't, I d-don't know"
Sam couldn't handle this, it was simply too much for him to take. So he did the one thing he knew he could, he flew. Not far, just straight up as far as he could and more.
Sam began to lose breath, he didn't care he just wanted to get away, from his life and from himself. He flew until he could fly no more, then he fell, fast and hard towards the ground which got increasingly closer. All went dark.