We sprinted faster as we heard a gunshot behind us. "Come on, let's go!" I yelled, glancing behind us. I saw a man in a black suit round a corner and aim a gun at us. Before he could fire a shot, he collapsed to the floor. I shot a questioning look at Angel, who nodded in response. I would have to talk to her about this later. Immediately afterward, another man in a black suit appeared in front of us. Just before Angel could launch her mental attack, he fired his gun. Nudge screamed and let go of Gazzy, clutching her shoulder. I watched the man collapse and then turned to Nudge. Blood was flowing freely down her arm, dripping onto the floor.
"Angel, grab some bandages!" I ordered, and Angel ran into a room to get some. Then I looked at Fang, and then at Gazzy, paused, and then solemnly asked, "Think we can carry him?"
Fang momentarily studied Nudge's wounds, then Gazzy's size, and replied, "No."
"Then we have to leave him," I said, my voice cracking already.
"NO!" screamed Angel, having just returned. "WE CAN'T LEAVE HIM!"
"We have to honey," I said, reaching out for her hand.
"NO!" she yelled. "I WON'T LET YOU!"
"Honey-" I started to reply, until she glared at me like she hadn't ever before.
"Help me move him," her voice echoed in my head.
I realized what she was doing, "Angel, don't-"
"DO IT!" Her voice was so loud it was like she stabbed a spear through my brain. I felt myself walk to Gazzy's limp body and pick up his arm. I looked to the side and saw Fang doing the same. I was relieved to see that she wasn't making Nudge carry Gazzy. After Nudge wrapped the gauze bandages around her arm, Angel, Fang, and I heaved Gazzy toward the main entrance of the hospital.
"Angel," I said. "What happened to you? What made you this way?"
She looked at me, the same glare on her face, "Nothing made me this way. I just love my brother!"
"Where have you been for the last year?" Fang asked.
She snapped her head around to face him, "Alone! Now shut up!" I tried to reply, but found I couldn't speak. We continued to carry Gazzy until we arrived at the main entrance. "Open it!" snapped Angel. Nudge walked forward and opened the double doors. Twenty feet in front of the doors stood a row of fully-armored and armed soldiers aiming very large automatic weapons at us. About one hundred feet behind them were multiple news crews, their shutters flashing already.
"Easy prey," hissed Angel, a wicked grin spreading across her face. I couldn't believe what was happening to her. Then she concentrated her mind on disabling the soldiers. The only problem was that she accidentally lifted her control over Fang, Nudge, and I.
I jumped into the air, aiming my body at Angel's head. As the soldiers fell unconscious, Angel turned her eyes to me. "Stop!" echoed her voice. But she was too late. My body crashed into her head, driving it hard into a wall. Knowing that she was unconscious, since I could control my whole body again, I grabbed Angel and held her to my chest.
I turned around, yelling, "GO!" Fang and Nudge ran out the door, their wings sliding out of the slits in their coats. I followed, jumping into the air and flying up to a thousand feet before inspecting Angel's injuries. There wasn't any obvious damage, so I did a quick sweep. Fang was carrying Nudge, who was too weak to fly herself. Then I looked down at the forest below us.
Suddenly, a large shape burst out of the trees and flew straight toward me. Knowing that I didn't have time to react, I dropped Angel and started to bring my hands up in front of me. The shape crashed into me hard, crushing the air from my lungs. We arced through the air and aimed down toward the trees. I looked into the shape's face, and, through the fur and enlargement, I could tell it was Iggy's.
"Hello Max," he growled, grinning. Then I felt us smash through twenty feet of branches, and then into a tree trunk. We slid down twenty feet to the ground, but Iggy took the impact of the fall. Pinning me to the trunk, he listened intently to something. "No, I don't have enough time to get her to the team." He listened again. "Okay, I'll activate it." He pulled a small mechanical device out of a pouch on his waist. Then he pressed a button on it, and slid it down the side of my head. For a second nothing happened, but then, my skin started to crawl. It started at my head, but then spread down my body. I looked at my hand and saw fur sprout from it. I could feel my eyes change, and suddenly everything I saw had a red tint to it. Suddenly, I remembered seeing my eraser self in the mirror.
"NO!" I yelled, over and over again. Each time, my voice deepened, grating more and more. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"