This is all stuff I wrote a long time ago and didn't edit as much as I should, so if you see any obvious errors, let me know. XD.
Thanks for the review, to the kind person (singular, sadly) that did review. lol.
Chapter Five
"Hey!" An earsplitting scream came from somewhere above me. Nudge! I opened my eyes and looked up, seeing an Eraser with his fingers about to close around her throat. I jumped up, suddenly wide awake, and grabbed his expensive boot. He lost his balance, dropping from the branch. He tried to open his wings, but they got caught on a couple branches on the long way down.
Guessing from his screams, I didn't think he'll be flying again very soon. Suddenly, I felt weight on my branch; right behind me. I swung around, punching another Eraser neatly in the jaw.
"Ow." God, what were they made out of? Steel? I felt like I had just punched a brick wall; and judging from the way he was staring at me as he overbalanced, I had just punched something with the IQ of a brick wall.
I let out a yell as somebody grabbed my bandaged shoulder and turned me around, throwing me against the tree trunk. It was Ari. Again. Why wouldn't he just leave me alone? As if reading my mind, he grinned, morphing full out.
"Why Mutt, don't you remember? You're training. You've got to come home someday."
I looked up, feeling rage burn through each and every one of my veins. If the School's my home, then I don't deserve to live. I thought, already sure that my plan was suicidal and not caring. "My name's not MUTT!" I roared suddenly, aiming a side kick at his gut. Yes, I actually roared. It hurt me so bad every time he said that. I knew who was responsible for my sister death.
His breath left him in a "Woof", and I laughed. It wasn't my usual laugh, not that I'd laughed much in the past or anything, but it was cold and steely, and when I heard myself, I shivered.
No. I'd fight it as hard as I could, but I knew that no matter how hard I tried to keep it at bay, it would take over. I'd no longer be Wolf. I'd be an Eraser. "I won't let you do this to me." I said in a low growl. "Leave me alone. Leave us all alone." I lunged forward, and without thinking, found myself throwing us both off the branch.
We fell for what seemed like an eternity. Me trying to cause him as much pain as possible and him trying not to end up on the bottom when we hit the ground. Oh yeah. The ground…I remembered as the sight of the leaf covered grass leaped up before me.
I let go of his shirt, kicking off of his chest as I leaped up as high as I could. I unfurled my wings and pushed them downwards as hard as I could, shooting upwards. Breathing hard with boiling anger, I kept going up, sure that if I met a single Eraser on the way up, they wouldn't survive the encounter. I didn't know what happened to Ari, but I hoped he was dead.
With a 16 foot wing-span, I was sure to hit a lot of branches on my way up. I didn't feel a thing. I was too far gone. Some part of me stayed awake; to keep me from doing exactly what the white-coats wanted me to do.
I broke through the treetops, barely aware that I had shot past the Flock in their own battles. There. The helicopter. I continued forward, increasing my speed. I didn't care what happened to me. I just wanted them dead. All of them. Or at least most. I was a reasonable guy.
"Wolf!" I heard several voices scream at the same time. My wings unfolded all the way and I stopped dead, barely breathing. My senses returned slowly. First my sight, then my hearing. Last was my common sense. I could see the chopper in the distance, already getting further and further away. As I turned away, my rage had cooled and I felt battered and broken.
Now I could feel the sharp pain in my wings every time I moved. Now I could feel my shoulder burning again. Now I could feel just how close I had come to killing myself. It hurt more on the inside. It hurt me that the Flock treated me like one of them. It hurt me that I couldn't bring myself to tell them the truth.
I heard wing beats behind me and turned around, all energy long gone. I saw Max hovering in front of me, an almost worried look on her face. If only. If they knew, they'd never want to see me again. I gave her a weak smile, then felt my eyes close and my wings fold around me.
I needed to get a tighter rein on the whole passing-out thing.
Yeah, I know it was short, Sorry. I'll put another one up soon.
-Dreamer