Sorry about slow update, posted Max's Revenge to make up for lack of inspiration. I am going to add more drama as this goes on, especially after they rescue Fang. Once again (and I say this so often it's become a cliché) thanks, reviewers.
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Fang lay suspended in the inky fluid, reliving all the horrors of his past. Endless rounds of testing, injections and surgery blended together, becoming one long string of nightmares.
Through the fog of confusion and hallucinations, one clear thought emerged to him.
Max, save me, come save me. Quick Max, save me quick. The panicked thought repeated itself in his mind, sometimes in a whisper, sometimes booming, until even that very concept was nothing more than a reverberation, echoing meaninglessly. A shaft of light pierced the darkness in which Fang reclined, burning his retinas. He screamed, then shut his mouth quickly as the sound brought extreme pain to his ears. Suddenly, even the sound of his own, ragged breathing was much too loud to handle. He could hear the beating of his heart, feel the rush of blood through his veins, and it all brought agony with it.
"You idiot! You brought us Subject Five, not Subject Eleven! No more mistakes will be tolerated, Ari!" The sound of that voice ripped through his skull, and suddenly Fang wanted nothing more but to die, to die and be free from all the hurt that was coursing through him. Then the light disappeared, and Fang was left yet again in darkness.
"Hey Max, can we land now?" Angel asked. She sounded dead tired. How long had it been since we last landed? Three hours ago? I glanced at my watch.
Holy crap! We had been in the air for eight hours?
"Ok, everyone, were going to rest soon!" I said. They nodded wearily. I angled myself downward, diving steeply through the clouds. We had just emerged from the large foggy masses when I saw it: an abandoned barn. Perfect.
"Hey guys, abandoned barn, down at one o'clock!" I called. I swooped in through a window, landing in a pile of moldy hay. The others arrived momentarily, Iggy with his fingers on Gazzy's ankle. Total jumped out of my arms and onto the floor.
"I smell sheep!" he exclaimed, his black, doggy eyes bright, and went off in search of the scent.
"I'll take first watch, you guys get some sleep. Ig, how close are we to Itex?" I said.
"Umm… not far, it's due west." He replied, yawning.
I settled down near the open window, untucking my wings slightly. Sitting there, watching the sun set, I felt my eyelids drooping. I yanked them up again.
C'mon Max, focus. Stay awake for Fang, Fang needs you.
My eyelids sagged again, so I patted my cheeks lightly. If only I had some coffee right about now.
Stay awake, Max. Stay awake...
I saw Fang, suspended in darkness. His eyes were closed, moving rapidly under their lids, as if he was dreaming. My view zoomed in, so far in that I could see around inside his head. I could see his thoughts as he was thinking them.
Max, hurry, come help. Save me, Max, quick! The thought bounced around for a while, then eventually dissolved in to fog.
You need to wake up. Said an all too familiar voice. You need to wake up RIGHT NOW.
And what if I don't? I asked it.
Then you will too late to save him.
I jerked upright. The sun had already dipped below the horizon, shedding its last rays. I looked over my flock. All present, all fast asleep. I went over to Angel, gently shaking her. She opened her blue eyes, looking sweetly into my face.
"Max?" she said.
"I need you to wake the others, as quickly as you can." I said softly in her ear.
Angel nodded, her face serious. Seconds later, I heard her voice in my mind, "talking" very loudly. WAKE UP!
The other three flock members jumped, each one upright within seconds.
Nudge started talking "Oh my God Angel, why did you wake us up so fast? Are there Erasers? But wouldn't Max warn us about Erasers first? Oh, hi Max, what's going on? Is something wrong? Did you have another headache or what? I-" Nudge stopped when I raised my eyebrows at her.
"I mean, um, so, what's going on?" she asked, somewhat sheepish.
"We have to get moving. The Voice says that we have to go now, or were going to be too late." I said, shrugging my backpack over my shoulders. The flock imitated me, and together we took off, flying rapidly west as the last blush of sunlight faded from the sky.
I seem to be reverting to authentic chapter length (i.e. short). Sorry about that. :D I have no idea about chapter 8, so that might take a while.