Sorry for the wait, busy with school and stuff and some original stories, check out me on fiction press, same username and u will see my story, anyway…this leaves off with a clifthanger. R and R plz!
"Everyone clear on Plan A?" I asked the flock. After I thought it was Jeb and Dylan I called them all over.
"But what if that doesn't work!" Gazzy asked.
"Then Plan B!" I said.
"But-" he started.
"Just go along with it!" I snapped. He nodded and the flock took their positions.
"Are you getting anything from them?" I asked Angel who was right next to me. She shook her head.
"No, Like Jeb is always and Dylan's mind is all confused." Angel said. I nodded. One point for my suspicion. I told Angel to stay put and flew up high into the air and joined Nudge and Iggy.
"Get his glasses." I told Nudge and she nodded attracting Jeb's glasses with her metal power. They landed in her hands. She examined them.
"It feels… like…" Nudge started confused. "Jeb." Two points. I nodded flying down to where Fang and Gazzy were waiting behind some dunes.
"You know what to do." I told Fang. He nodded swooping down behind Jeb and Dylan unseen and unheard. He stood for a moment and then turned invisible. He flew back towards us turning visible as he moved.
"There's a slit in the shirt. It's Dylan." Fang concluded. I nodded.
"Gazzy…" I sighed.
"Yes!" he said and flew up towards Iggy. About ten seconds later four smoke bombs dropped to the ground right next to Dylan and Jeb.
"GO!" I shouted and all six of us flew towards them. We knocked them both out before carrying them over to an abounded house. We had tied their hands and feet together and tied them up to a chair.
We sat down, waiting. Suddenly Dylan came to. He struggled in the chair.
"You don't want to do that." I teased the six of us standing up. He glared at me. "You are going to tell me exactly why you have been tracking us and how,"
Dylan didn't say anything. He just gave me a cold stare. Then he laughed.
"What's so funny?" I demanded.
"You six." Dylan laughed. "You think that tying us up in a chair is going to make us talk? You thought wrong." Suddenly he let out his wings; There was something gray on the ends on the feathers, spikes. He cut through the rope easily and stood up. I glared and got into a fighting position. Dylan cracked his knuckles also getting into a fighting position. "This will only end badly." He said.
"Really? Six against one? I think not." I said. We had the advantage. He smirked. He grabbed what looked like a flip cell phone out of his pocket and flipped it open. There was a single button he pressed it. Then I heard the sound of a helicopter outside and people. They crashed into the abounded house. Erasers.
"How about six against sixty?" Dylan grinned and then ran at me. I jumped up and kicked him in the face before kneeing him in the stomach. He gasped, winded. I took the chance to look around. The erasers had attacked and my flock was fighting them. Then I looked to where Jeb was suppose to be, he was nowhere to be found.
I glanced back to Dylan who glared up at me before swiping his spiked wings at me. I ducked, but he expected that and kneed me in the face. I snarled, whipping up and punching him in the stomach, hard, and then in the face. I heard a crunch and I smashed his face, must have broken his nose. I held his nose with his hand, it was all bloody. But he still smirked.
"Max!" I heard Fang shout before something hit me hard in the head and everything went black.