I know the quality isn't all that great as of now. But I had no way to completely re-write without losing some of Wolf's...well, wolfness. It sounds cheesy, but I've changed alot since I wrote this, which you can probably tell if you've read my other story. So, I'm trying to keep it as much the same as possible until you hit like, chapter Fourteen. Then it's completely different from my original plot, and writing style. Tell me (when we get there) if it's abrupt, 'cause I might forget to ask. lol.

That kind of goes with Asuterisuku's review. So...yeah. Here's the next chapter.

Chapter Seven

Erasers. Again.

They were really starting to get on my nerves. This was a really bad idea. 'Cause, one: I could go ballistic at any moment and start kicking major butt, and two: ...Well, I'll think of the second reason later.

So for now, I'll just kick some Eraser butt. Wow. It's amazing how easy that sounds.

Anyway, back to the butt-kicking. I rammed my fist into a wolf-boy's stomach, following it up with a solid roundhouse kick. I think he'll be out for a while. I thought, grinning as I saw Nudge head-butt another Eraser. Suddenly, an Eraser's heavy boot came swinging around towards my head. I ducked, attempting to grab his leg as it went over my head. It didn't work, but I think I may have sprained his ankle.

Focus, moron! I yelled internally, as I dodged an Eraser's punch. His fist hit the Eraser who had been sneaking up on me. It was almost funny. Then they both turned on me, closing in. I backed up, feeling someone else backing up against me.

From just the sound of his breathing, I knew it was Fang. Again with the freaky hearing thing... The Eraser he was fighting –Ari- took one glance at us and laughed. I looked right just in time to see Nudge go flying, hitting the opposite wall with a thud. "Nudge is out." I whispered to Fang through gritted teeth.

"The Gasman, too." He said when we heard a yell. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Max on her knees, the side of her face covered in blood. My eyes widened and I felt Fang stiffen behind me. He had seen.

I could practically feel his anger at the sight of Max hurt. "Fang, we have to get out of this first." I whispered, hoping he would stay cool.

Ari took a step forward, towards Fang. I could hear him saying something like, "So, you've met. It was bound to happen." He let out a bark of eerie laughter. "After all, you're like, the same person!" he said, taking another step closer.

Now it was my muscles that stiffened. On their own. The same person? What does he know?

Fang turned his head slightly, enough to tell me that something was wrong. I looked. Crap. The Erasers had Max... Nudge and Gazzy were still slumped where they had fallen.

Double crap. Where were Iggy and Angel?

Suddenly, I heard a yell and saw a coat rack slam down on Ari's head. He was unconscious before his head hit the ground. Ah. There he was. There was a furious look on his face and rage was burning in Iggy's sightless eyes. Whoa. Man, I would not want to get on his bad side! The Erasers scattered as soon as Ari went down. One even slung him over their shoulder.

"Thanks, Ig." Fang said quietly, already at Max's side. I saw Nudge stirring and hurried over to her. I helped her sit up, wincing as she coughed.

"You ok?" I asked, still supporting her. She nodded and stood shakily. Then panic flitted across her face.

"Angel! She was trapped. I was like, trying to get her, then an Eraser grabbed me!" She started running for one of the overturned benches, and I realized that even though Angel was part bird, she still couldn't have survived having that thrown on her.

I joined Nudge, trying to lift up the heavy bench. I dreaded seeing what was underneath, until my newly acquired super hearing clicked.

"Nudge..." I started, "She's breathing!" I pushed harder, and then felt someone next to me. It was Iggy. Together, we managed to push it off of her. Once Iggy had confirmed that she hadn't broken anything, I lifted her up, leaning her against the wall next to Gazzy. They were both out cold.

I heard a groan and looked up. Max was coming around. It looked like Fang would never let her go. I laughed quietly; Nudge had been right about them. I turned towards Gazzy, who had a split lip and long, shallow gash along his arm. Cleaning it out, I was wrapping it up when he jerked awake.

"Ow! Man, that hurt!" I continued, ignoring his protests.

"Sorry." I said, once I'd finished. "I had to. Or would you rather we let your whole arm turn into an infected rainbow of yellows and greens?" I saw The Gasman's expression and grinned. "I was joking..." I said pointedly. He let out a breath of relief, looking down at his arm.

People were starting to poke their heads out of the stores and a few brave ones were actually stepping out altogether. Crap. We had to get out of here.

Since no one else seemed to realize that, I spoke up. "Uh...Fang? Iggy? I think we should probably get out of here." Max was sitting up, blood still oozing from the gash near her temple.

Iggy nodded and followed the sound of my footsteps as I started to head for the exit. On the way, I grabbed Angel, seeing as I was the only one who hadn't been unconscious a second ago and strong enough to carry her. Gazzy followed me, wearily glaring at the normal people as though they had personally kidnapped him and turned him into the mutant he was. I was about to say something along the lines of, 'It's going to be ok' when some kid whipped out a cell phone and tried to take a picture.

"Camera!" I yelled at the top of my voice, sprinting through the huge doors with Angel. IT was practically a phobia of mine. Cameras scared the crap out of me. FOr real. Seemed like I wasn't the only one. Gazzy was right behind me and Iggy had a finger hooked into his belt loop. Nudge was right next to me, and I saw Fang lift Max and run. Nudge was carrying a bunch of the shopping bags, and I almost took a minute to ask, "How the heck did you remember to grab those?" But since I was a smart little avian-lupine-human hybrid, I didn't.

"U and A!" Fang yelled, whipping out his wings and jumping up. Because I had freakishly long wings, I snapped them open and kicked off a garbage can, going much faster than anyone else.

Once I was far enough to look like a bird to anyone who happened to be looking aimlessly up at the sky, I waited for the others to catch up. Gazzy and Nudge were first, with Iggy right behind them. Fang was actually flapping; normally he just glided. It was probably because of Max's added weight.

Angel was still out of it. I was hoping she hadn't hit her head or something. Fang led the way. Right now, my directional senses were screwed, so I didn't really care. By screwed, I mean they were totally shot...along with most of my brain. I was having a hard time figuring out which was my right wing and what the difference was between my leg and my arm.

Ok, maybe not that bad, but it was bad.

After flying for about an hour, I felt Angel try to stretch her wings. "Sorry, Angel..." I said, trying to tell if she could fly yet. A couple of her feathers looked weird, but she looked fine overall. "Can you fly?" She nodded and I could tell she was trying to read my mind to get the details.

You didn't miss much. Iggy kicked Ari's butt and Max nearly got captured by Erasers. You got stuck under a bench and Gazzy and Nudge got slammed into walls. Me and Fang heard some weird stuff.

"Fang and I." she corrected as I let her go. Yes, a six year old just corrected the grammar of the sentence in my head. Whoa. If that sounded sane, read it again. Angel dropped a couple feet, then glided below me. "What'd you hear?"

Ari said we were...the same person. I didn't really understand it. I hastily shut that thought down before I could reveal anything else.

"Did you pick anything up before you were knocked out?" I asked her, not really wanting to think about what that creep had told us.

"Only that they had to finish your training." She looked up at me. "They think you'll be a spy."

Oh, god. Crap. I was silent. I didn't know if she meant it as a question or not. "Don't worry, Wolf. I told you, you're not evil. It doesn't matter what the White coats think."

I felt my throat close up. Thank you, Angel. I said, not trusting my voice to work. The members of the Flock were the only ones to ever accept me for who I was. Erasers don't count 'cause they're too stupid to matter.

Was this how I repaid them?

You know those awesome "mosquito" ringtones that you can use in school cuz teachers can't hear them? Well, I have it! It's soo cool, because it's so highpitched you can hear it over ANYTHING.

The only problem is that my history teacher's only 24 and he can hear it too. XP.

-Dreamer