Hating the Ride
Chapter 3
I did not receive any reviews that told where these people should run to, so I have decided by myself. Please review!
Also, I don't own Angel or the Flock, but I do own Mamba and Wol. Read on!
"Hey Angel, where should we go?" Mamba asked. It had been two days since we had escaped from the school, and we hadn't seen hide or tail of the Erasers or the whitecoats.
"Um, I really don't know." She said with a whimper. "I really wish I did." We walked out of the sewer that we had been staying in, and stepped out into the sunlight. We quickly ran a few miles, all the time discussing our powers. I learned that Mamba had snake DNA, which really surprised me. I didn't think that a stunning woman could have such an ugly creature's genetic code artificially grafted onto her own.
As we headed to L.A., I had a sudden insight. L.A. was a lot like New York City. Max had loved NYC. "Hey Angel," I started, when Angel piped up "Great idea! Let's go to L.A.!
Dang! I had forgotten that Angel could read minds. I suddenly became fearful that she was reading my mind right now. Quickly, I started making a list of twenty ways to kill an Eraser without using powers. I had reached thirty before Angel said "Okay, I get it, I'll stop, just stop thinking of all those Erasers dying at once. It's really gruesome."
I grinned, but then I wondered how we were going to get to NY. I mean, Angel's the only one who can fly, as far as I know, so it's not like we could get there in four hours (Remember, we've just escaped from the school)
Then, out of nowhere, an Eraser jumped down on us! I had assumed there would be a fight, although I did not expect to be taken by surprise like that much. I spun a hard right fist, shattering his nose with a very pleasing little 'crack'. Well, that made my day.
I turned to see how the others were doing. Angel was holding off two giant Erasers with a lead pipe that she had stolen from the School, apparently. She really was reading my mind, because beating an Eraser with a lead pipe was number two on my list.
Mamba was using her powers, and she was good with them too! I mean, she had super-stretching powers, and she was plowing her arms through a whole flurry of Erasers! I started to feel jealous, and she must have seen (or felt) it too, because she gave me a look of horror before I saw her fall.
Obviously, there were about three Erasers behind me, but I didn't care about that. All that I cared about was tearing the Eraser's head off. I told you before that I had a first stage morph, with the legs and the eye. When I completely lose it, I go into a second stage morph. Oh, and there are three stages, too.
I'll start with the arms. In my second stage morph, my extra arms become hard as iron. In fact, they become iron. My arms grow to twice their normal size, and the growth is all muscle. My normal legs do the same as well. The eye on the back of my head stays the same, although it can now fire lasers (I don't know why, but I can't control these lasers). My teeth grow so that I can barely lift them, and they start to develop into fangs.
But the worst of all is my eyes. My eyes turn a deadly golden color, and the pupils turn into slits, which gives me the appearance of a savage beast. My brain instantly gives off a lust for blood, which I am more than happy to appease. I become an Eraser, but I don't stop for anything. And I don't show mercy.
I darted over to the site of Mamba's fall, and I raked one Eraser with an extra arm, slitting his throat. I punch, bite, and stab my way to Mamba, sparing nothing in my onslaught. When I reach the bastard that clubbed Mamba, I decided to torture him. I grab his arm and twist it behind his back, only stopping after I hear a resounding 'crack' and the Eraser howling with fear and pain. My extra arms are holding the others back, making my torturing a little easier. I take an arm and slowly dig into his chest, eventually reaching his heart. I rip it out, and thrust it into his mouth, making him eat his own still beating heart.
Angel was looking over, horrified, but this last act of savagery sent her into the darkest fear she had ever known. I only know all of this because she told me. I can't remember this fight after Mamba fell. I turned, and all my fury was unleashed upon the remaining Erasers. When I killed Mamba's assaulter, there were about fifty Erasers. In three minutes, that number had dwindled down to ten. The remainders had called for a chopper, realizing that I was over the edge and that they had better not mess with me.
I wasn't going to let my prey get away. I jump up and grab the chopper by the thing that you put your foot on when you're not being chased by a hell-bound freak with four extra arms. I pull myself up, and within minutes, nine dead Erasers lay on the floor, or flattened on the ground. It was here that I returned to my human form.
It took about three seconds for me to realize that I was looking like a human again. I threaten the pilot to land the thing, before he meets my 'other side' again. When we reach the ground, I decide not to kill him, but he takes a gun, shoots me in the arm (One of my human ones) and then shoots himself. I, being bleeding all over, take some bandages from my legs and put them on my arm, after I push the bullet out. I rush over to Angel and Mamba, who had woken up.
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IN THE NEXT CHAPTER:
-Wol, Mamba, and Angel head to NYC inside of a chopper! How are they going to even get off the ground?
-Another face from the Flock appears! Who is it? I'm not telling, but I will say this; in this story, there will be major Faxness and some Nigg too.