Hello and welcome to the fifth chapter of my story. I'm deeply, deeply sorry that I haven't posted any chapters in almost a month, but if you want to blame somebody, blame my stupid school and finals. Oh well, I hope you like this chapter! Enjoy!
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Crap! Erasers? Now? Damn. Perfect, just perfect.
"Uyo sugy! Erasers! Teg yared rof etabtl!" I yelled, looking towards the flock. They nodded their heads and looked around in all directions to see any sign of Erasers coming our way, ready to fight.
"Um, hello. Have you forgotten that we know what you're saying?" Miles asked with his arms crossed over his chest while him and his flock looked our way.
"Then stay out of our way while we fight," I ordered, my words almost dripping with venom.
"Sure, that's just what you want us to do," Kat said, her hands placed on her hips. "You want us to leave somewhere safe so that you can tell your little Eraser buddies about us. Then, you guys will be after us and take us back to the School or Itex or something. Well we're not going to fall for it!"
"Yeah!" Mini agreed. "We're staying right here."
I growled in frustration, looking over at Miles to see if he had anything to say about this. He looked at me seriously for a while, but then gave me a small smirk, shrugging his shoulders with his arms still folded across his chest.
"Fine then! If you won't leave, then we will." I turned my attention towards Iggy. "Where are they?" I asked.
Iggy paused for a moment and tried to sense where the Erasers might be. "Up I think," he said, pointing at the sky.
I smiled, looking towards Miles. "Well, it's been real fun Miles ol' buddy, but I'm afraid we'll be leaving." I smirked, spreading my brown spotted wings and taking off into the early, 4:00 am night sky.
The rest of the flock followed my lead and took off into the sky.
"Catch ya later Miles." Fang smirked as only Fang would smirk, giving him a two finger soldier solute before following the rest of us into the sky. Wow, that was pretty unFang-like of him.
I looked back at Miles, who glared up at Fang, clenching his fist in anger and gritting his teeth as if trying to resist the urge to beat the crap out of something. And judging by the way he was looking at Fang, I think he was trying to resist the urge to beat the crap out of him.
I looked over at Fang, who was giving Miles the same look, only with a proud smirk on his face. But by the way he was clenching his fist, you could tell he was trying to resist the urge of beating up Miles. What was with those two? Every time I looked at them, they were always glaring at each other. Giving each other dark looks like they were archenemies. Was there some kind of grudge they had towards each other that none of us knew about? Were these guys' enemies long before any of us knew each other?
"Max!"
I looked above me, hearing Angel's call as I dashed towards the flock with Fang finally finished glaring at Miles and following me.
"What is it Angel?" I asked, looking down at her.
She pointed with her index finger. "Erasers!"
I looked at the direction where she was pointing and saw a swarm of Erasers coming our way. Even though they just looked like a small, black rain cloud, I knew that they were coming fast and would be here any second, ready to fight.
"Alright guys, since Miles and his flock are too stubborn to believe that we're not Erasers, let's show them what happens if they don't start believing us soon," I said, punching my right fist into my left hand.
The flock all nodded at me and gave me determined smiles as we saw the army of Erasers becoming bigger and bigger until we could finally see the one Eraser that was leading the group. Yup, none other than Jeb's seven-year-old son, Ari.
"Hey there Max," he called out, a large smirk spreading across his hairy, Eraser muzzle. "Miss us?"
I clenched my fist courageously, a determined smirk making its way across my face. "Like a slow healing scab," I retorted, knowing Ari couldn't hear me, but just smile anyway.
"We can take them easy."
My brown eyes shot wide open as I turned towards my right and saw Miles flapping his dark, jet black wings with red on the tips, looking towards the team of Erasers and Ari.
"What the hell are you doing here? I told you for you and your flock to lay low and let us take care of this," I told him, meeting his gaze.
Miles looked at me with those serious, dark eyes that reminded me so much of Fang's and pushed me to the side with his left hand, looking back over at his flock, who were also in the air, flapping their wings.
"Get ready for battle team," he ordered, motioning his flock to follow him towards the flock of Erasers. They all nodded their heads and followed their leader, ready to fight.
"Miles! Wait!" I yelled, but Miles and his flock didn't even look back.
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Miles flew faster and faster towards the group of Erasers until him and his flock could fully see them. He put his hand in front of his flock, motioning them to stop, as he floated about twenty feet away from Ari and his Erasers, his arms crossed and a determined look on his light skinned-face.
Ari stopped, his hand also motioning for the Erasers behind him to stop.
"Who are you?" he asked, eyeing Miles and the four group of kids behind him.
Miles slowly started to fly towards Ari, his hands placed behind his back. "I would say a snapping comeback like 'Who am I? I'm your worst nightmare'," he said, changing his tone of voice into a serious, dark tone that sent small chills up Ari's spine. He then gave Ari a playful smirk and went back to his normal tone of voice. "But, that line sounds so cheesy when you think about it, so I'm just gonna skip the snappy comeback and just start kicking your sorry little Eraser ass."
And with that said, Miles drew back his right fist and before Ari could dodge the attack or even see it coming, Miles sent it flying his way and smashed his balled up fist into Ari's face.
"Alright, Miles!" his flock cheered while Miles started sending more punches Ari's way until Ari finally grabbed hold of Miles' left fist and bent it upward, making Miles wince in pain.
Ari chucked a dark, low chuckle and quickly sent his left fist crashing towards Miles' stomach, knocking the wind out of him for a while and then kicking him out of his way.
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"Miles!" I cried out, watching Miles staggering back and forth as if he were drunk until he finally got his balance steady, wiping the blood that was dripping from his mouth and charged towards Ari.
I gritted my teeth, watching Ari and Miles go head to head while the Erasers started charging towards Miles' flock.
"That idiot!" I yelled, watching Ari send a punch to Miles' face, but Miles quickly dodged it and sent two punches at Ari's face, finishing off with a roundhouse kick before Ari staggered back for a while and sliced Miles' face with his razor sharp, Eraser claws.
"You guys!" I yelled, getting the flock's attention. "Go help Miles' flock. I'll take care of Ari," I told them, looking down at Ari tearing through Miles' shirt and trench coat while Miles' struggled to get away.
I looked over at, who were just floating there, looking at me as if I were crazy.
"NOW!" I yelled.
The flock flinched in terror at the outburst I just shot at them and quickly flew towards Miles' flock who were fighting off the Erasers that were attacking them. All, but Fang.
"Are you sure about this Max?" he asked. "I mean, Miles and his flock just attacked us and trapped us for a while," he said, looking down at Miles, who finally grabbed hold of Ari's claws and spread them out so that his chest was bare and unprotected, giving him the opportunity to gather up all his strength in his feet and kick him square in the chest, which he did, making Ari wheeze in pain.
Fang clenched his fist tightly. "It's that bastards fault anyway for not listening to you in the first place. He wouldn't be in this fight if he just laid low like you told him to."
My eyes widened at what Fang was saying. Sure, he was dark type with an evil-like complexion, but him actually telling me to just leave Miles' flock while they were in danger and Miles, who was fighting for his life here!, was just—not like him.
"Are you nuts!" I yelled, glaring at him as if he were joking. "I'm aware that Miles and his flock attacked and trapped us, but they let us go. Even if they probably still think we're Erasers, they're in danger, and we have to help them."
Fang looked at me with those dark eyes of his, not even a sound escaping his lips.
"You have your orders. Now go help the flock while I help Miles," I told him.
Fang's dark eyes then began to slant, glaring at me while he clenched his fist even tighter. "Fine," he said. "I'm sorry I said that." He turned, looking at me over his shoulder one last time before he flew off.
I sighed. Fang may have said that he was sorry for saying that about leaving Miles and his flock to fend for themselves, but the look in his eyes showed as clear as day . . . that he truly meant what he said.
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What could Fang have against Miles? Well, I hope you guys are loving this story so far and once again, I'm sorry that I took so long to update. But I'm on Winter Break now and will have plenty of free time for three whole weeks. Catch ya later! Peace! And don't forget to review!