Next chapter! Yay! Sorry again for the late posts and such, but I've been busy with school, and sports, and other daily activities. So sorry for all delays, but chapter 21 is here!! Review! Please!
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--SarahBelle--
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Claimer: I own the plot and stuff like that.
Chapter 21
With the grin still planted on my face, I ran down the hall, following the sound of yelling bird kids. I turned left down another hall, and saw around 10 Erasers and a few Whitecoats running in my direction. The Whitecoats froze, surprised to see me, and signaled the Erasers to stop.
I stopped dead in my tracks also, being cautious to see what they were going to do.
"How did you…?" One Whitecoat trailed off, "How did you escape Harold?"
I smirked, "It was actually quite easy," I said, crossing my arms, "All I had to do was throw him a shiny object and he was putty in my hands. It was like taking candy from a baby."
The Whitecoat who had spoken turned a very interesting shade of red. The other two were holding there clipboards close to their chests, like it would protect them from my "evilness".
Oooh! Scary Max!
One of the Erasers growled.
"Oh, shush dog breath!" I snapped at him.
He glared at me.
I sighed and tried to look bored, "Fine, if I throw you a ball will you be quiet?"
He lunged at me, or well, "tried" to. But the Whitecoat who talked held him back. I don't know how the wimpy little guy could, but the Eraser stayed back.
"Control yourself." He commanded the Eraser.
The Eraser smirked, still looking in my direction. His eyes were focused on me, like a tractor beam. He watched my every little movement.
I knew he had something tricky up his filthy sleeves. The only problem: I have no freaking clue what it is.
"Maximum," the Whitecoat said, trying to sound reasonable, "Please cooperate. If you do, no one will get hurt." He made his expression look sincere.
I scoffed and rolled my eyes, "Is that the best you can do?" I leaned back on one foot, "Even Harold had a little bit more class than you."
The Whitecoat frowned.
"Now if you'll excuse me," I said, turning on one foot, "I should get going." I turned around and started running down the hall faster than you could say, "Adios signor."
The Whitecoat barked orders at the Erasers, telling them to move fast and such.
And let the chase begin.
*********************************RAWR!! I'm a dinosaur!!!*****************************
I turned down one corner just as an Eraser tackled me to the ground. The breath was knocked out of me from his weight, which has to be at least a million pounds, literally. I scrambled out from under him, and jumped to my feet, ready to take out the big bad Erasers.
One lunged at me, his claws out. I ducked and turned around as he passed, then kicked him on the back of his head. He fell like a stone.
An Eraser managed to claw the side of my face, drawing blood, before I kicked him in his "special" place. He crumbled to the ground in pain.
While I was distracted with one Eraser, another came up from behind me without me knowing. Then, I felt the cold metal of a knife being pressed up against my throat.
I dropped the Eraser I had in a headlock instantly. He stood up holding his head, looking dazed, before collapsing on the ground.
I almost grinned.
The Eraser with knife pulled my head back by my hair, making me wince.
"Who's in whose hands now, huh?" he said in my ear, his reeking breath flowing across my face. It took everything I had to not gag from the disgusting smell.
The knife pressed harder against my throat. I flinched at the skin broke and felt warm blood trickle down my neck.
Then the knife disappeared.
I gasped for fresh air, falling to my knees.
I could hear grunts of pain and people falling in the background, but all i really cared about at the moment was trying to breathe.
Man, that Eraser stunk! I almost died! From breathing toxic stench!
I took in a big gulp of air, letting it fill my lungs.
If we ever get a house again, I'm putting as many plants in it as possible.
"Max!"
I was soon engulfed in two strong arms.
Fang.
"Bought' time you got here." I muttered into his shirt.
I felt his body shake from his silent chuckle.
I hugged him back, breathing in his scent, even if he smelled like he needed a shower. It was better than some stinky Eraser.
Fang pulled back and looked me over, "Are you ok?"
The tone of his voice made me think about my answer. He sounded frantic, like I was just in a near-death situation.
The only near-death situation I just had was nearly being suffocated.
"I'm fine Fang." I said, taking in another deep breath.
He looked me straight in the eye, reading my expression. I looked back at him for a moment, before looking around.
"Looks like you took care of the rest of the Erasers." I muttered, looking at all the unconscious wolf men on the ground.
Fang just looked at them too, nodding.
Then I noticed.
"Where's the Flock?"
Fang looked back at me, his dark eyes meeting mine.
"They're letting out experiments." He said, turning to walk down the hall.
I followed him, walking by his side.
"We bombed our own door, since the other was locked." He continued, "Then Angel read some Whitecoats mind to see where you were."
We checked a hallway to see if it was clear, before walking in that direction.
"Once we found what room you were in, we went to go find you, but then Angel heard other experiments thoughts and wanted to set them free. Her and Nudge are letting experiments go, and Iggy and Gazzy are setting bombs to blow this place up."
I nodded, taking it in.
"What about Erasers?" I asked, automatically doing a 360 to make sure we were still safe.
Fang sighed, "Since Angel can't mind control them, she mind controlled some Whitecoat to lock them up. I don't know if it worked or not. Some might be locked up, but I'm not really sure all of them are."
I spoke as we turned a corner, "So where is…"
"Max!!"
Two little bodies attacked me in hugs.
I hugged them back and looked them over. They seemed okay, needed a shower, maybe a bite to eat, but all in all they looked okay.
I looked down the hall to see a giant hole in the wall. On the other side was a forest.
Nice door.
"We were so worried! We didn't know where you went, then Jeb came and Fang got really mad. He raised his voice higher than normal speaking tone! Then Jeb told us 'there's been a change of plans'." She made her voice go low and with fake authority, "And we had to make this plan that I forgot like a bazillion times. Iggy had to repeat it over and over and over and-"
"Nudge!" I cried covering my ears, "I want to know the story, just not all at once!"
She grinned, embarrassed, and nodded, "Sorry, my bad."
I smiled at her, "It's okay."
Jeez, that girl can talk.
Wait...Jeb...?
My heart ached a little. I still remember what he told me, I mean, who would forget your father basically disowned you?
"Where are the Gasman and Iggy?" Fang asked, redirecting my attention to what was going on.
I told myself I would worry about Jeb later. He's not important right now.
Angel's face scrunched up in concentration. Then she blinked and smiled.
"They finished setting the bombs up, they should be here in…now"
Gazzy and Iggy ran around the corner with flushed, mischievous faces.
Gazzy froze when he saw me, his face lighting up. Then he ran over to me and gave me a big hug.
Iggy had stopped when the Gasman did, hearing him. He listened for a second, and then comprehension covered his face.
"Max!"
I hugged them both, before letting go and getting to business.
"Okay," I said clapping my hands together to get their attention.
The all looked at me, ready to do whatever I say.
"What do we do now, Max?" Angel asked, her blue eyes looking into mine, waiting for my command.
I grinned, and looked at the Flock,
"Let's blow this joint."
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