Chapter 7!!! Yaay!! Ok, I know a lot of you are thinking "What? Can't Angel just control their minds, and badda bing badda boom there out of there?" Well, in this chapter it will explain why. Hopefully it's not too confusing to understand. I know how I wrote it it's a little hard to understand, but if you have any questions please tell me and I'll try to help you get, uh, unconfused.

Thanks!

--SarahBelle--

Chapter 7

"No, Angel!" I yelled, not being able to hold it in. I banged on the glass as hard as I could, but it wouldn't crack.

They couldn't do this.

She was just a little kid.

It's not fair.

"Life's not fair." The voice suddenly said in my head.

"Voice, shut up. I don't need your riddles right now."

"Maximum-"

"Stop calling me Maximum!"

"Ok Max,"

I rolled my eyes. I looked back through the window and looked at Angel standing in the middle of the field. Her face held confusion and a little fear, but her hands were clenched into tiny fists and her eyes narrowed in a glare. I smiled a little from her stubbornness. She wouldn't give up without a fight.

I suddenly thought of something.

Why couldn't she control the Erasers mind when they brought her in?

"I was going to tell you."

"Ok Voice. Now is your chance to talk without annoying the crap out of me. Use it while you can."

"Remember how I told you that these Erasers are like Omega?"

I nodded slowly, "Yea, so?"

"So, Omega held no emotion. Felt nothing."

"Yea, so?" I repeated.

Mr. Voice here was making no since to me at all. I didn't get a word he was saying.

"So, these Erasers are the same. They feel no emotion, but can still feel pain. They have a mind, but they can't control it. They have thoughts, but the thoughts are put into them, are controlled. So, Angel can't read their minds because they have no mind left to control."

"Wait, so their minds are being already controlled?" I asked.

"Yes."

"So, Angel has nothing to control?"

"Yes."

"Because it's already being controlled?"

"Yes."

"Right…"

I slowly felt the Voice leave my mind.

ERR! ERR! ERR!

Crap. Angel.

I quickly turned to look through the window, expecting to see hungry Erasers enter the field, but saw none. All I saw was Angel. She had a small grin on her face and looked…proud? Her face showed no sign of distress or fear. She looked happy almost.

What the heck?

ERR! ERR! ERR!

Suddenly the door tore open and five big Erasers pulled me out of the room, and ran me down a hall. I was literally being dragged on the floor.

"Hey, snot-head!" I yelled at him, my voice carrying over the loud obnoxious sirens.

He glared down at me. "What?" he spat. Literally he spat and it landed on me. I tried to ignore it though. I had more important things going on then Erasers spit...ew, but it still it gross…

"What's going on? Is this a fire drill or something?"

"No," he said, his mouth in a thin line, "Apparently one of your stupid Flock members set of an alarm."

The names came to mind immediately: Iggy and Gazzy.

Thanks to them, Angel won't have to face hungry, uncontrollable Erasers, and won't have the chance of getting hurt. The only bad thing though, the Flock doesn't know where I am.

Oh yeah, oops. That's not good.

"Max?" A small, slightly scared voice entered my mind,

"Angel?"

"Yeah," I heard her sigh in relief

"Where are you?"

"Um, the rest of the Flock and I are running through halls looking for you. I managed to escape from the field with Nudge's help." Her magnetic power thingy. "The rest of the Flock was with her. Oh, and we got our wings untied to so we just need to find you."

"Okay, good."

They were together.

"Where are you? We're trying to find you."

"Um, I don't really know. Erasers are dragging me somewhere."

Speaking of Erasers, I struggled against their hold, but they gripped me tighter and just ran faster.

"Okay, we'll find you. Don't worry."

I smiled at her bravery and assurance.

"I know you will, sweetie."

I felt her leave my head in a careful matter, like she was still debating on whether or not to leave me alone. In the end, I guess she trusted me not to do anything crazy or reckless.

She was wrong though.

As soon as I could, I kicked one Eraser in the shin. I heard him yelp in pain and then I felt his hand release my arm. I swung my free arm around and punched the other Eraser who was holding my arm in the face. He fell down on the floor, knocked out cold.

One down four to go.

The three who weren't injured yet charged at me. I kicked one in the gut, and nearly smiled in satisfaction when I heard the air rush out of him and the crack of a rib break. He fell to the ground wheezing and gasping for air.

Man, these Erasers are big, but they sure are a bunch of wusses. I thought the one I knocked the wind out of was about to cry.

I knocked another one out, and the last one charged at me with full force. I swept my leg under him and knocked him off his feet. Then punched him in his temple, knocking him out.

Okay, three down and tw-

I was suddenly kicked in the middle of my back where my wings meet. I couldn't help the yelp of pain from exiting my mouth. I fell to the floor and my face smacked into the cold tile floor.

Um, ow?

I quickly got up, ready to attack, but suddenly two furry arms pulled both of my hands behind my back. I squirmed and struggled and kicked, but he never loosened his hold. The Eraser that I had kicked in the shin came over and gave me an upper-cut in the gut. My breath was blown out of me, and I hissed when I felt the pain from the gun shot.

Stupid wounds that never heal on time.

When the Eraser came towards me again, I jumped up kicked him as hard as I could in the stomach. He flew back and tripped over his own feet, making him fall back. And to be even clumsier of an Eraser than he could ever be, he hit his head on the floor, and he became unconscious.

The last Eraser still had a firm grip on me, and I could squirm out of it. I tried and tried, but no matter what his grip never loosened. I was about to do one of those cool Jackie Chan flip thing moves, where you flip out of his hold, but of course that when the Flock came around the corner, and Fang got to knock the Eraser out.

Lucky!

"How come you get all the fun?" I asked him

He smirked at me, "And you didn't?" he touched my forehead, and he showed me his bloody fingers.

"Oh, I forgot about that." I touched my forehead and felt sticky wetness.

Fang rolled his eyes.

"Um, guys? We kinda got to scat." Iggy said looking anxious

"You planted a bomb in here didn't you?" I looked between the Gasman and Iggy.

"Err, maybe…" Gazzy looked sheepish.

"Ok, let's go."

I led the way as we ran down hallway after hallway, trying to find an open window or exit. I couldn't find a single unlocked door or window.

"Why can this place have a map like Disney World did?" I yelled back to the Flock.

I heard Angel give a small giggle. I smiled and turned a corner.

Finally!

There was a big glass window. Hopefully it was weak and thin enough for me to run through it.

"Let's blow this joint!" I yelled my oh-so-popular phrase.

Then I dived through the window. I ducked my head in at the right time do my shoulder would crash into it. Luckily, the window broke and I was free.

I snapped open my- wait. Why won't my wings open? Dang it! Open! Oh, crap, they're tied down. I looked down and saw the ground rushing to meet me, and I had no way of not meeting it.

This is not good.

There it is!! Chapter 7!!! I hope all of the Angel confusion-ness it gone now, but if it isn't PM me and I'll try to explain better. I bet you all kinda have an idea what's going to happen to Max and your all are probable right. But I love it when that happens! Haha! Please review!!

Thanks!

--SarahBelle--