The Renegade

Chapter 3

"Hello, Max."

I spun around to reveal the most horrifying image I could have ever thought of and worse: my Angel was trapped in the tight grip of a girl, about my age, like us, with bat-wings. Her wings had small, clawed hands two-thirds of the way down them. One was at Angel's throat, threatening to take away her short-lived freedom. The other was raised up ominously condemning anyone who dared to get close to a lot of pain.

My heart ached as I watched Angel struggle to get free. She froze as the girl brought her claws close enough to her throat to feel the cold hate that radiated off her. The girl's light brown hair concealed most of her face but, I could see, she was staring right at me with pale golden eyes.

"Yes, I know you, Max. You're the leader of your group, the oldest, the one with all the responsibilities, the one with all the struggles."

Oh… my … God. I almost shook with anxiety. She turned to Iggy now and continued.

"Iggy, you and I see a lot of things the same way. But, then again, maybe it's what you don't see." She raised her head slightly giving me a better look at her, as she turned to Gazzy next.

"Now let's see if I got this right, the Gasman? I don't really want to know." The girl smiled as she turned to Nudge. Nudge felt the heat of her glare head on.

"Ah, Nudge, you wouldn't shut up to save your life. But thanks, you gave me all the information I needed to get this…" She turned back to me, "Angel."

She paused there and gave me a moment to take it all in… then it hit me. She had forgotten Fang.

What?

I slowly turned to look at Fang. He had his usual calm look, tinted with a slightly confused look. I watched him as he silently crept closer to the edge of the cliff, to the side of the girl.

She doesn't even know he's here…that doesn't make sense…

I noticed Fang's stance and trusted that he knew what he was doing. I looked back to the girl; she soon looked as if she was at a loss as she threw a few quick glances around. My eyes were led back over to Fang as I saw him catch Angel's eyes. He brought his hands up to his shoulders and slowly made them flap like wings and then brought up three fingers. It was a countdown. He steadily started to curl them back in.

Three…two…one…I thought and winced at the pain of not knowing how this could end.

Author's Note: Otay, I'm sooo sorry I keep updating with the cliffhangers, but I hope you enjoyed it anyway! I promise this next chapter won't be a cliffhanger… and I'm sorry if I lied!That's all for now!