WARNING!!!!!!!!! SOME SPOILERS TO BOOK 3 IN THIS CHAPTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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4
3rd Person
The scientists looked through the glass window, into the isolation tank. The one called Max was fidgeting restlessly. The other five just lay there, floating.
The woman scientist jotted something down on a clipboard. "Very interesting" she said. "Apparently, this "Max" actually had a connection with the other mutants. Like, they're her family or something". The male scientist nodded. "Yes, if I know Max, she has a very strong relationship with the others. And don't call them mutants, Becky. They're kids." "Fine then, Jeb" Becky said. "Mutant kids".
Jeb frowned at Becky. "They shouldn't even have been turned into mutants in the first place" Jeb snapped. "Especially not my daughter!" "You and Martinez gave her willingly, Jeb" Becky said. "And now, you're paying the price." "And what about the other kids?" Jeb asked, his face going slightly red. "We took them from their parents unwillingly! Well, except for Angel and Gazzy. And you". "Please don't call them by the names that they gave themselves" Becky replied coolly. "Why?" Jeb demanded. "That's what I call them!"
Becky sighed, and shook her head. "Jeb you need to let them go. They're ours now. They need to be destroyed, like the other weak ones". "But the flock isn't weak!" Jeb shouted. "They're a lot tougher than you realize, Becky!" "I understand your affection toward them, Jeb" Becky replied, a slight sadness flickering in her eyes. "One of them is my son. But I've let go. And now you must as well."
Jeb opened his mouth to reply, but the heart rate machine suddenly went berserk.
Beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep!!!!
"Her heart rate's skyrocketed!" Becky shouted. "Who's she found?"
Jeb raced over to the screen, watching the heart rate fervently. And he glanced at the small window on the computer, displaying what Max was seeing. Jeb swallowed. "She's found Fang" he muttered.
Max POV
I stood there, frozen to the ground. I couldn't move, swallow, or even think. I just stood there, staring at Fang. My heart sped up to a billion times a second. Sweat broke out across my forehead, and my throat closed. I felt this feeling in my chest, like my heart was breaking in two. Oh God, please not Fang, please not Fang, please not Fang-
Get a move on Max the voice in my head said. Don't just stand there, get a move on! Help him!
Still, I remained frozen to where I was standing. I was unable to blink, unable to move, unable to feel nothing except for this horrible feeling that was swallowing my chest.
And then suddenly, I could move, and I was putting one foot in front of the other, slowly walking towards Fang. I don't know why, but a tear leaked out from my eye. I wiped it away, ashamed and kept going.
Each step I took said this rhythm: Not-Fang-Not-Fang-Not-Fang-Not-Fang-Not-Fang-
And then I was running, running like no tomorrow. All that mattered was that I reach Fang, and that he was okay.
After what seemed like an eternity, I reached Fang. I dropped to my knees at his side, the snow's wetness seeping into my jeans. I pursed my lips, the on going rhythm still in my head: Not Fang, not Fang, not Fang, not Fang, not Fang, not Fang, not Fang-
Without really knowing what I was doing, I reached out my hand, hesitated, then brushed Fang's bangs out of his eyes. God, what was I doing?!?!?!?
Fang had a bloody lip, a black eye, and some major cuts across his stomach from where Ari had clawed him. I lifted his wrist, and checked his pulse. It was nice and steady, not bad at all. I ripped more of my sleeve up and slowly lifted Fang's shirt, exposing his stomach. I tied the bandages around his cuts, putting as much pressure on it as I could.
I put his shirt back down, and examined him. He looked a little better now that the bleeding had stopped, but his shirt was blood soaked. I knew that he needed medical help just as much as I did.
Now I needed to keep Fang warm. I was just about to stand up, when I heard Fang begin to stir. A smile broke out on face as Fang woke up. Fang blinked at me a few times. "Hey" I said. "Hey" Fang replied.
His dark eyes searched me, making me feel all hot. I swallowed. "Don't do that to me" I said. Fang raised one of his eyebrows. "Do what?" "Don't ever black out on me like that again and make me think you're dead". Fang actually- oh my God- smiled at me. That smile just made my world a bit brighter. "Glad you were worried" he mumbled. He spat out a tooth. "Ow" he said, rubbing his jaw. "I am so going to kill Ari." "Yeah, you and me both" I replied. I looked at him, hoping concern lay in my eyes. "Can you sit up?" Fang nodded, and sat up. I saw him wince.
"Did you put something on my stomach?" he asked, giving me a look. I think I blushed. "Yeah" I said. I grinned at him. "You have a very skinny stomach". Fang rolled his eyes at me.
"You are such a dork" he said. I smirked. "Good, because that makes you one too" I replied. The corner of Fang's mouth twitched.
I stared at Fang, my light brown eyes locked onto his dark ones. His eyes searched my face, again giving me that hot feeling. He blinked slowly at me. I cleared my throat. "Are you sure you're okay?" Fang nodded. "Yeah, don't worry about me. Here."
He reached out his hand to the side of the tree and pulled out a bunch of twigs. "Make a fire. I'm freezing".
Fang POV
I was feeling a little better. I tried to swallow the one feeling of freaking utter bliss that I felt as I looked at Max. She had put bandages on my stomach, or more of, sacrificed some of her shirt to keep me alive. Not really a big deal, but still, it meant the world to me.
Now that the stupid bleeding had stopped, I could move, and didn't feel as dizzy as I had. God, what had happened? How had I ended up here? What had happened to the flock? And why the crap was I feeling so wonderful when Max was near me (which was all the time, considering how she was worried about me)? And just so you know, I kept trying to get rid of that feeling.
Max made a fire that warmed me up. I felt so useless. Once or twice I tried walking, without much success. I could stand up, but not walk. Max said that I needed some water, so she went to go get some.
Being alone in those woods, not unconscious, is a very creepy feeling. You feel like something will come out and bite you, or kill you or something. It made me shiver.
But anyway, Max came back. And after talking a bit, we both fell into a deep sleep.
3rd Person
"They're sleeping" Becky said, watching the screen with fascination on her face. "She's smart". "I told you so" Jeb replied. "But no, no one ever listens to me". "Because you left us for two years" Becky replied sharply. "For good reasons!" Jeb snapped back. "And at least I came back. Unlike someone that you might know."
Becky's face flushed. "Don't you dare talk about…about…him". Tears welled up in her eyes. "He left me" she whispered. Jeb did not reply. "Max is behaving kind of strange to me" Jeb said, changing the subject. "What, around Fang?" Becky asked. "You said his name" Jeb said, grinning. "Yeah, well, I've been hanging around to much with you lately". "Anyway, she's a girl, Jeb, what do you expect?" "You mean she-?" Jeb said. "Enough of that now Jeb" Becky said hastily, not wanting Jeb to say what was on his mind. "Let's go get some coffee. I'm so tired, I could fall asleep on an iron board".
Well, there you go. Any questions you have, I will very gladly answer. I hope it's okay. If it isn't, then I'm sorry I suck. Please R & R. Thank you for reading.
