Max flew to a different tree. How did this creeper know her name! No one knew who any of them were! Let alone her. Except for the voice...but this person definately was not the voice. He almost looked like he was just a kid. 14 or 15. Maybe 16, if I could see his face. I had no clue who he was. But he obviously knew me.
"This is not your place, Maximum" He fired more shots at the tree I was at. "I wish not to hurt you, but I will do whatever it takes" He kept firing. "Who the hell are you!" I screamed. He stopped. Maybe he had run out of ammo. Or maybe he would answer a damned question. I saw a grin from underneath his hood. "Sometimes its better to know less, Max. One day I'm sure you'll understand the truth" he said slyly. Then, what he did next took my breath away. I suppose I should have caught it. It made sense. But nonetheless I was still shocked out of my mind. From the slits in the back of his shirt. Two wings shot out. They were mostly dark with small parts of white at the bottom of his secondary feathers. Also, small shifts of blue here and there. The odd part was, he flew upwards before he began to flap. But he could probably just jump really high.
As he flew away, I sat there dumbstruck. To the point where I didn't even realize Fang was shaking me asking me if I had been shot. I finally snapped back into reality and told him I was fine. But he still studied my wings very carefully to insure I was alright. It was odd, ever since we had started going out, he was so paranoid. It was almost getting annoying. But it didn't matter. "I need to follow him" I said seriously. Fang looked at me shocked. The rest of the flock was behind him now. "Are you crazy?" Fang and Gazzy said at the exact same time. Gazzy said it in Fangs voice though, so I didn't really realize it. I stared at Gazzy annoyed. He just smiled, obviously very proud of himself. "He knewmy name! What if he knows other stuff! Like, like what if he's from the school?" Truthfully, I was just making up excuses that just so happened to sound legitimate. "No, he said not to follow him. I think we should listen" He sounded so freaking paranoid!
All I could do was grin mischeivously. "Since when have we ever listened to something someone else told us?"
In about 2 minutes we were on his trail. But we had no clue where he went. It was like he just dissapeared. "Angel, anything?" I asked. "Max, if you ask every 2 minutes you can't expect much to have changed" She said back sweetly. I was having her "scan" the area for any sign of the boy. I needed to know what he knew. Even if it was nothing at all, I needed to know.
The boys POV.
I sat down in a small cave clearing. I sighed as I pulled off my hood. There was always the huge scar running from my forhead through my eye and down to the bottom of my face. It hurt. Not just the scar. All of it. Every last bit. She had it good. Her "flock" was always being watched over. Even if they were being attacked, they didn't know what the erasers were capable of when they actually wanted to kill you. They were just testing her most likely. As I began to drift off, all I could see was her face. Not Maxes face...but rather the only girl I ever felt I could love. The screams, the pleads. I couldn't forget.