Chapter Seven
Iggy, Nudge, and Total said their goodbyes to Fang around eight. They then flew off, towards the place that could be named 'Hell on Earth,' so that their family would be whole again.
Iggy was beating his wings blissfully, wondering, waiting, wanting for Nudge to call out to him. To tell him where, to guide him. All because he was blind. All because some super-smart, white coat wearing jackasses were given cash, an operating table, and a bird-kid.
He sighed. Stupid life, crazy life. Total shifted in his arms and Iggy thought, the life I was born into may be stupid, but if I had a normal life, I wouldn't have had my family.
"Iggy, building coming at twelve o'clock," Nudge stated. He nodded, to show that he had heard and understood, and gently shook the winged, talking dog awake.
"What now?" the little animal grumbled.
"Get up, Total, unless you want to pretend to be a skydiver," Iggy said, shaking him away, "We're here. Saving time."
"Urgh. Go away."
"Fine. Splatter time."
"NO! I'm up! Don't kill me, flying freak!"
"Flying freak? You've got wings, too, mongrel! And you're a dog that talks. I don't know if you knew that, but dogs aren't supp-"
"Guys! Stop fighting! Why do they call it fighting anyway? I mean, couldn't they call it worsting or something?" Nudge started. "Anyhow, shut up. I'm trying to look for a way in." She walked away, and Total followed.
Iggy sat softly on the roof of the horrible building that their flock was in. he waited for Nudge's gentle, soft, mocha hand to guide him to the entrance. This, he thought, is one of the worst part of being blind: always being in the dark. The best is probably-
Iggy? Where are you guys? If you're coming to save us, Gazzy is passed out, Max is miserable, and Fang is de-dead, Angel's voice fluttered into Iggy's head, her voice breaking at the statement of Fang's death.
Angel, sweetie, we're gonna rescue you. And don't worry, Fang's alive. Trust me. He's about five miles out, waiting for us. We're gonna find a control room, locate you guys, plant a bomb. Then we'll get to you, plant a bomb, and get the hell-
Language! The littlest bird-girl scolded.
Sorry. After we plant a bomb, we'll get out, go to Fang, and blow up the building. Tell Max, and see if you can wake the Gasman. Iggy continued.
Okay! See you soon! Angel replied.
"Guys! Come on," called Nudge, having found the opening to the system.
Iggy sighed, walked over to her, and gently lowered himself into the vent.
Let the saving begin…