Sorry guys. My Internets been out for awhile. I have not found one person who hates Dylan more than I do, till I got a comment from Mad as a Hatter. Ha-ha:) trust me you guys, Dylan will dye and victory will be mine. Now that you know how much I hate him, all you have to do is stick with me and wait and see how I create this ending, this perfect death.
Thank you for all the comments. Hopefully they wont be screaming at me for liking Dylan this time. But you might be screaming at me for what I did in this part of the story. Oh well, read, review, like, and stay with me till the end:)
Chapter 4
2 weeks later
"Max!" Angel yelled from the other room.
"What is it?" I asked, walking into the bathroom, where she stood cold and wet.
"The shower water turned cold on me, and it colored my hair." she said in a pouty voice. Of course I couldn't see her hair because it was underneath her towel, so I pulled off the towel, and gasped. Angel's hair was now white. Like all of the luscious golden honey was sucked out, leaving it platinum blonde, if not even that.
"Well I think its pretty." I said, bending down to her level. She wore the cutest white frilly dress, that ended right above her knees. It was paired with a little bow that was tied lightly around her neck. I kissed her forehead and stood up, walking out of the bathroom. I kept a blank expression on my face all the way to my room. When I opened the door, there waiting for me was Dylan. I sighed and walked in.
"Morning." he said, beaming up at me. He sat lightly on the edge of my bed, waiting for me to return. I rolled my eyes and sat next to him. He placed his arm around my shoulder, and by now I knew it was pointless to shrug my way out of this friendly guested. All he would do is threaten me with horrible words like, death and abuse, saying he would inflict pain onto me and my flock. I knew he could and would. He has already. Thank God my Gazzy was strong enough to stand a good beating.
"Good morning." I said, my voice not at all as sweet as his. "How did you sleep?"
"Like a baby. You? Oh, wait, ha-ha. You were next to me. I know how you slept." I looked at him shocked, and sprung up from the bed.
"You did what?" I asked, my voice rising with anger. "You were watching me sleep?" I was disgusted by the thought of this monster laying next to me all night. Even though we were...bonded, I still hated his guts, especially now that he has what he wants. His good charade was over. There was no more acting for him, and guess what. I still didn't have a clue where Fang was. My Fang. I had done a horrible thing, sleeping with Dylan, all for nothing. I had just dangered myself, and my flock. It hurt so much to realize it. I cried every night before bed, most of the time the tears soothed me into a deep sleep.
"Yeah. So? Do you have a problem with that?"
"Yes, actually. I do have a problem with that." I watched his face slowly turn from questioning to rage. I had no idea what had happened to the sweet annoyingly gorgeous Dylan we all knew about a month ago, and I don't think I'll be seeing him again anytime in the near future. He stood, and bolted for the door before I had time to even realize what he was doing. I ran after him but was too late. He had already slammed into Angel's room and I heard her scream. He walked out with Angles head of hair in his hand, her skinny body dragging on the floor behind him. I screamed along with her.
"Drop her now!" Iggy's powerful voice boomed from behind Dylan. Dylan turned around dropped Angel, not to lightly, onto the floor at his feet.
"Hey! This is our problem here. We don't need you to come in and be the savior!" Dylan yelled at Iggy.
"Yeah? Well too bad, cause I just did." Iggy strode right up to Dylan and punched him.
"Wait wait wait!" Gazzy yelled from behind Iggy. "I think I've found something! Look!" he held out a small black walkie talkie.
"Where did you find that?" I asked, stepping around Dylan. I picked up the communication device and studied it in my palm.
"More like what does it mean?" Iggy asked.
"I think I might have an idea. Wait? Where's Dylan? And Angel!" Gazzy yelled. I whipped around and found the hallway empty, and the front door open. Just then we heard a blood curdling scream that started out loud, then faded as if they were falling down the canyon. But see, the thing is, we're the only one around for miles, and that was a girl scream. I looked at the floor and saw Angel's missing body. Then I screamed myself.
Chapter 5
I was out of the house before you could even consider saying Angel. The sun beat down on my back as I jumped into the air and snapped out my wings. I flew close to the ground, searching for evidence that my baby was there. I flew in the direction of her scream, Iggy and Gazzy following close behind, searching too.
We looked for a good hour with no answers, no Angel, and no hope. I sighed and directed myself down towards the ground. I landed on my feet then dropped to my knees. "Where's Nudge?" I asked, instantly worried.
"She said she was going to swim in the pool some more. I'm guessing she's home by now." Gazzy said, exhausted. Gazzy and Nudge had left early this morning to take a swim in the pool CSM had built into the back yard. "She's probably worried about us." I stood and walked over to Iggy and did the most unlike Max thing anyone can do. I gave him a big hug. Kind of startled, he stepped back a bit, but then hugged me in return. I laid my head on his shoulder and cried. I actually cried, and once I started, I couldn't stop.
"It's okay Max. We'll find her, and she will be alright. Trust me. And when we find Dylan, will you give me the pleasure of ripping off his head and throwing it down the canyon?" I wanted to say that I would willingly help, but all I could do was nod slowly. "Good. Cause when I find him, I'm not only gonna rip his head off, I'm gonna-" but Gazzy's scream cut Iggy's comforting rant short.
I let go of Iggy and ran over to Gazzy, who was leaning over the edge of the canyon. I leaned over too and shook my head at what I saw. Our raptor vision helped us with almost everything, including seeing in the dark. Well, in this situation, it helped us see all the way to the bottom of the canyon. The empty, bloody canyon, where my baby, my Angel lay, broken, crumpled and dead.
My blood ran cold and I slowly lost track of everything. All I knew was that I wanted to be down at the bottom of the canyon, dead next to my baby. Slowly, I moved my hand away from the edge and placed it in the open air, as if I was reaching for something out in the distance. Now, if I put all my weight on that one hand, I would fall, and when I fall, I would keep my wings tucked in. Even at this distance, we could tell Dylan broke her wings, leaving her helpless as she feel.
Anger boiled inside of me, and I began to move forward, off the cliff. Unfortunately I had Iggy and Gazzy on either side of me, so when Gazzy saw what I was doing, he warned Iggy and together the dragged me away from the cliff, literally kicking and screaming.
"Max!" Iggy said, blocking my view of the cliff. Through my tears, I could see his unseeing eyes were red and somewhat puffy. Gazzy was full out crying. That was his sister he lost. His actual blood sister, yet he was acting more mature than I. When I realized this, I stopped yelling and sat quietly, my arms wrapped around my knees, and my head resting on them. We sat in silence again for another good thirty minutes. Finally I told them the best plan I could think of.
"We have to leave." I said. My voice was so scratchy that it didn't even sound like me. I cleared my throat hoping that would help. "I think we should find another safe house some where and maybe even try to go to school." at that, the boys looked up. Gazzy opened his mouth as if to say something, but I cut him off. "I know that plan failed before but I do still think its knowledge we are missing the most. Plus the CSM had that school built just for people like us. We would fit in. And it would take our mind off of things."
"Nudge would be thrilled." Iggy said in a whisper. I nodded quietly.
"Just to try it out for a bit. What do you say?" I asked.
"I'm in. School wasn't so bad last time, boring, but not to bad." Iggy moved his head back and forth, as if he was looking around.
"Okay. Well, lets get back. Nudge is probably worried
chapter 6
I sat quietly on my bed, my things packed and my heart empty. I realized that the only person in this situation who could help me way Fang, and he was gone which made my heart feel more empty.
"Max? I think I might have some information for you." I said alright, and Gazzy walked in to my room and onto my bed. "Here. Look." he, again, handed me the walkie talkie.
"I know, you showed me."
"But here, listen." he pressed a little button on the side of the walkie talkie, and instantly a woman's voice filled the room.
Our subject has been spotted in the bedroom, and he has completed his task. He will go to the bathroom, and when he does, we will capture him and send in mechanical decoy. After a short pause, her voice started again. The subject is on the move. I just sent in four of our best enhanced fighters. I shall keep you up dated on the procedure. But right after she said that, the walkie talkie beeped and all sound was lost.
I was looking down at the carpet with sudden interest. So right after Dylan and I's mistake, they captured him and sent in a new one. A new one to do what though? Exterminate the flock. Probably, because he had just killed Angel. And where was he now? Where was the real Dylan? And who was this woman?
"Max." Nudge's timid voice appeared at the door.
"Yes sweetie?" I asked, looking up. I could see she had been crying hard too. We all have.
"We're ready to go when you are."
"Oh. Okay then. Lets get out of here. Thanks Gazzy for showing me that. We'll talk about it later. For now... lets just get out of here." he nodded and walked out of the room. I gathered everyone into the kitchen, where we all wore our backpacks and clean clothes. "Okay. Here's the deal. We're going to fly the full distance out of here, then we'll find some place to stop in north, northwest Oregon, fly straight through Washington, stop in Canada, then we can fly on up to Alaska. What do you think?" they all nodded in agreement, so I said okay, and we began our journey, flying away from horrible memories, losses, and love.
Okay, I'm sorry I made her die, but seriously, she was starting to piss me of so I just said what the hell and went with it. I'm sorry to all those Angel loving fans... she's just too bossy for me in the stories. Okay:) I think you guys will love the next chapter, or the end of it at least. When you review, I will write:) tats for now! ~ artisticsoul (katie)
