Chapter 8- Saving Angel
Dylan's POV
You would think that two people would be able to follow through a simple order, apparently not.
Up ahead of me, I saw two figures in the distance, flying in lazy circles close to the ground. Kicking it up to full speed, I zoomed towards them.
"I told you to guys to get the girl, not hurt her!" I screeched, slamming both of them into the ground. "Well, I just thought this plan was better" said Jake, the stronger of the two.
"You didn't follow through with the plan, you idiot!" I replied, punching him in the nose. Almost immediately, a steady flow of blood proceeded from his nostril.
"Sorry man, but the only orders I take, are mine" he said as he took off in the opposite direction, with Mason, the quieter of the two, trailing reluctantly behind.
Iggy's POV
My arms drooped slightly as Fang handed me a small, cold lump. I could hear Fang heading away from me, towards what sounded like people in combat.
Next to me, the Gasman was sniffling and Nudge was bawling. Slowly, I touched the flesh of the body and instantly knew who it was… Angel. She is bleeding heavily, she needs help.
"Nudge, Gazzy, open the door, quick." I instructed, heading towards it. We ducked under and found Dr. Martinez, who was working in the hospital wing.
"Angel needs help!" screamed Nudge, a little too loudly. Dr. Martinez called out to a few other people and soon, Angel was taken out of my hands. I listened as faint footsteps echoed in the distance.
Now comes the hard part… waiting.