The Angel Experience
By Holly-Batali
Disclaimer: I do not own Max, Itex, or the flock. There, satisfied? But I do own Kat, so stick that in your juicebox and suck it JP!
Authors Note: Just to say YAY! Max Ride #4: The Final Warning just came out a few weeks ago. Sweetness.
Chapter 15: Fire
Pretending to sleep was harder than it looked. Not because it took of lot of effort to make it convincing, just to stay still and not die of sheer boredom--and after three hours of it, Kat was about ready to claw someones eyes out. Don't these people ever go home? She thought angrily. Jeez, just beat it already! She cursed to herself and heard Angel stiffle a laugh, picking up on her thoughts. She decided to use Chinese instead.
"They're gone," Iggy muttered, sitting up and stretching.
"Yo," said Max quietly, "come on guys, up and at 'em." The rest of the flock sat up and stretched their cramped muscles, though still keeping their wings in. Kat hopped lithely out of her cage and opened the doors to the others.
"Let's go," she said simply. "Time for payback," she muttered to herself.
They crept silently along the walls through the hallways. Kat was in front, with Iggy behind; then came Max, Fang, Nudge, the Gasman, and Angel. If she ever had to have a right-hand man, Kat though absently, it would be Iggy. Not only did he have the explosives and agree with her--especially where it concerned blowing places up--but he also had the best senses.
She tapped Iggy's right shoulder three times--one long, two short. Get ready, it meant. Iggy tapped back. Kat really had no qualms about directly disobeying Max and blowing the place up anyway, but she would rather just watch it burn slowly and sweetly. Preferably with all the scientists inside, but then again, you can't always get what you want, right? Too bad...
She walked faster, forcing the others to keep pace with her. It was time to bring down the house, raise the roof--literally. And she going to have one hell of a time doing it, too.
She set off on the decided route, and said to Iggy, without turning a hair, "set off the first charge."
She could almost hear the smile in his voice as he said, "can do, chief," and pressed The Button. An explosion shattered the rafters fifty feet behind them, debris flying in all directions. A siren went off, and red lights flared through the orange flame of the charge.
Iggy and the Gasman guffawed and slapped high fives. Max and Fang raised their eyebrows, and Nudge and Angel chatted. Kat smiled thinly, without the slightest hint of regret or mercy. She showed just how little mercy she was capable of when a scientist ran in front of her, attempting to stop them. Without breaking stride, she pulled back her arm, her muscles coiling like a spring, and brought it crashing into his windpipe. He collapsed, and didn't move.
She led the others to the stairwell, where she instructed them, "get down, and get the others out of the building. Three more jerks are coming this way, I'll take care of it. Iggy, set off one of two more charges, and when the others are out, wait thirty seconds, then blow the place." Then she added, for Iggy's ears only, "and do not listen to Max if she tells you otherwise. Blow it and blow it good. Cappiche?" He smiled childishly and nodded.
The flock dissapeared down the stairs, and Kat turned to face the two approaching scientists, whose footsteps she had heard from meters away. She grabbed one's arm, twisted it behind his back, and sent a knee into his spine sending him sprawling. She kept a foot on his neck as Thug 2 came up. She elbowed his calmly in the stomach, then slammed it into his temple and his neck. She finished his off with a back-slice to the knee, and then an elbow to the face.
Both uncouncious, they were no threat to her. Now it was time to take care of real business.
She headed to the living quarters, where the scientists and erasers were.
She only needed to find one.