Chapter Three:
A/N: Hope you guys loved that cliffy ending. Here's chapter three, and a little recap at the beginning in case you totally blanked on what happened:
Recap:
"They're flyboys," I gasped, noticing the robotic movement as they walked. Then I heard the distinct sound of their buzzing wings. I looked behind us and moaned. Over three hundred Flyboys were staring at us with evil grins on their robotic faces.
"Fang, we can't take them all," I whispered. He shook his head.
"We can die trying." He whispered back. I groaned, my hands forming fists at my sides. Fang was still standing tense as we whipped around to the two guys who had walked up to us. I gave them my best 'you are so dead' look and cracked my knuckles. It added effect, you had to admit.
"Now, we know that you cannot take all these robots down by yourselves. You can come with us, and we will not hurt you…yet." The guy on the left smirked. His voice was accented, not that I was really paying attention to that.
"No," I said automatically, crossing my arms in front of my chest and glaring at them. Fang glanced at me, and I saw his eyebrows rise out of the corner of my eye.
"Either way, you're going to come with us. They'll capture you in a few seconds, or you can come quietly." The man continued, almost ignoring me.
"Fine," Fang said, speaking loud and clear for all to hear. (Wow that was cheesy.) My jaw dropped and threw him a Max look.
"No! I will not!" I said, turning around. I could take them…I was Maximum Ride. Fang took a step towards me so that his face was just a little away from mine. He blinked, his dark eyelashes almost touching my cheek. Angel, help me if you can hear. Flyboys.
"Max, I know that you know we have no way of getting out. We can either get hurt, or get away fine. What's it going to be?" he asked, turning his voice into a small whisper. I looked at the men, who were looking at us.
"Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go." I said, and the next thing I knew, something hard collided with my head and everything was gone.
The rest of the Flock landed at the apartment. Nudge flipped her brown hair off her shoulder as Iggy approached. For once, she just wished he could see her and how she's not just a little annoying girl anymore. He knows you're not, Nudge. Angel's voice invaded her private thoughts for the hundredth time this week. Angel, get out of my head! Nudge said, but she didn't feel Angel leave. I send him a picture of you. He thinks your cute. Nudge's cheeks went hot, and she glanced at Iggy, who was looking at Angel. Really? You mean it? You're not kidding me, are you? 'Cause, Angel, if you're going to say your just kidding your hair won't be so long and cute anymore. I got a pair of sharp scissors and I'm not afraid of using them! Nudge threatened, and waited for Angel to respond. Angel gigged, covering her mouth with her hand, which's nails were painted a pretty tone of pink.
No, I swear, Nudge, he thinks your smokin' just like Max likes that waiter guy. Nudge giggled at this, and then noticed Angel had gasped.
"Max is in trouble!" she shouted, flying up into the air. Iggy, Nudge and the Gasman followed her, and there was no longer anyone laughing.
A/N: It's a little short only because I just realized I forgot about Total. Oh well, he's not going to be in this story! Ha, that's pretty funny. Anyways, I'll post the next one in like two seconds. - FlyingtoHogwarts. Thanks Gabrielle for your snazziness.