Hm...ha ha! It is D-Day! Time to die for two of our flock friends! Hee hee...

Chapter 8

Dead

Fang's POV

Zoned out again with Angel's mind control, and woke up what seemed like seconds later in my death chamber. Except it may not be mine anymore.

Angel, Gazzy, and Iggy, were across the room by the door, and me, Max, Nudge, and Total at the other. In the room where the flock had watched me die were some whitecoats, including Bortchy, Director, and good ol' Jeb.

Angel grinned evily.

"Time to die," she whispered, and then it all began.

Somehow, we just automatically matched up. Me and Total fought Iggy, Nudge fought Gaz, and Max just so happened to be with Angel.

"It feels sooo good to see again," hissed Iggy, punching me left and right and up and down, and with much more accuracy then I expected. Years of listening to your enemies sock you in the air helped.

"So you can see all those beach bunnies?" I growled back, punching him in the ribs. His breath left in a whoosh.

I did not want to kill Iggy. He was a brother to me, and I wouldn't bring myself to murder him in the flesh.

But I needed him to realize that evil deeds are repaid.

"Go Boy in Black!" whooped Total, who did nothing but cheer me on. "You were never a good flyer anyway! Too rough and too dangerous!"

"Yeah," he cooed, "And so I can see you die,"

I froze for a moment. Iggy wasn't serious...was he?

I couldn't tell, but he knew I would freeze up and kicked me hard in the kidney.

I gasped and buckled over, wanting to puke up my guts. Ow! Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!

In the fifteen seconds I was recovering, he slugged me hard in the head, five times.

"You..."

Ow!

"Are..."

Ow!

"Going..."

Ow!

"To..."

Ow!

"Die!"

That's it!

I jumped up and on him, pinning him down. I couldn't believe how weak I was! Was dying a way to strengthen your pain recepters?

I hit him hard, each punch making me feel more and more terrible. Iggy was cursing and shouting, flailing his legs and arms, wailing on me. Finally, he went limp, unconsious but alive.

I stood up and double-checked.

He wasn't dead.

But I still felt incredibly awful.

Nudge's POV

I didn't want to hurt Gaz. But I had too.

My plan was to knock him out by kicking him in the ribs a few times, in the stomach and then a final sock in the head.

Didn't work out.

I hit him, hard, in the middle of his chest. He wheezed, and slugged me in the eye. With my good one, I could see Angel glancing at Gazzy whenever she could.

I quickly spun around and kicked him randomly. I felt something soft and realized I had kicked him in the face.

I whirled and saw blood gushing from his nose and an eye beginning to swell. Poor Gasman.

He brought his fist back and hit me in the nose, and I felt it broke...ow, now more blood. Icky blood.

Then Gasman war-whooped and jumped on me. I slammed my head onto the tile, and it really hurt. The Gasman started wailing on me, and before I knew it I found my self thinking: Am I going to die?

Gazzy watched me with a blank look, and the last thing I saw was his fist colliding with my face. And the last thing I thought was how ironic it was to have a completely silent fight.

Max's POV

Angel completly surprised me.

"I am going to have Iggy and Gazzy kill them," she whispered. She used mind control to make me slam into a wall, then onto the floor. Ow...

I snuck a glance at the other two. Nudge was looking beat, and Fang look hesitant. Iggy said something to him and he froze, then Iggy kicked him in the stomach and started wailing on him.

"Angel, what have they done to you?" I whispered. Angel kicked me hard in the back of the head, and then she hissed in my ear:

"They told me everything I need to know. They told me what is truly good and what is truly bad, what leaders are really made of, and that I can be so much more then I seem,"

"Angel," I whispered. " How can you do this? You are like a daughter to me, and betrayer or no, I would love you until the end of the world. Fang and Nudge love you just as much. Don't you understand that? Don't you care?"

I looked up and saw her small face go taut, and she tightened her jaw. She gazed at Gazzy, and I turned my head just in time to see Nudge get a slugger in the face and go unconsious.

"This is how you are trying to avoid me? Trying to hurt someone you love to make someone else you love hate you?" I snarled, seeing her bend and brake.

"No," she strained. Then I felt pressure closing around my head, and it was beginning to make my eyes feel sunk.

"Angel, the way you are acting makes me feel like you never loved us," I said quietly. I saw Fang knock out Iggy, and I saw the pain in his eyes as he did it.

Rage filled her eyes and she screeched;

"I do!"

Fang's POV

I spun around at Angel's scream, and a lot of things happened at once.

For one thing, I saw Max jerk and pass out.

On another, I heard Gazzy scream. I flipped my head around to see him beginning his descent to the cold tile. I froze, unable to move. In his blue eyes I saw the eight-year old boy who had held my hand, depended on me. I also saw that he knew something. Suddenly his life flashed out of his eyes, and with a cold relization, The Gasman had died.

I was stiff with fear - I'll deny it later - and shock. Gazzy had died? Why?!

Then, without any control, I lifted my foot into the air and kicked Iggy hard in the neck.

Iggy gasped, his eyes wide and looking into mine. His neck was at a crooked angle, and the only thought in my mind was that Gazzy had died. But then when I realized what I had just done, and that I despretely wanted to tell Iggy one last thing, his lips moved.

"I know,"

His voice was strangly quiet, like snowflakes landing on the grass, and I watched with horror as his eyes shut and his breathing stopped.

Oh, my God.

Gazzy was dead, and so was Iggy.

And, my fault or not, I had killed Iggy.

Okay, MaxWing seriously wanted to kill me when I told her who died, and I am sure you loyal readers will too. There will be a ninth chapter like the first story, so...yeah.