The Renegade

Chapter 4

This is the perfect plan and it's going well.

You mean was. Something is going on…

They wouldn't try anything, not while you've got their girl.

I don't know that.

My thoughts were cut off when the little girl suddenly threw my arms right off her and sprinted away.

"Angel!" I heard the oldest one shout as she ran too her.

Did I feel feathers?

No way, it could have just been a really soft coat.

Truence did say there were others like us.

Wait.

I heard nearly silent footsteps, quickly increasing in my direction.

Oh my God! There's another one?

My reflexes automatically made me step back over the edge of the cliff, disappearing to everyone above me. A boy, he seemed to be almost as old as me and that other girl, dived over the cliff after me and hovered right in front of me as I hung onto the stones in a small indent directly beneath the cliff.

They are like me. I thought, the claws of my wings digging into the soft sandstone.

He clung in the air just long enough for me to send a flying kick into the boy's back. He tumbled forward but regained his control with a few strong thrusts of his wings. I shot off the wall and into the trees. I knew these trees and could perform pretty daring maneuvers when I wanted to. I heard the racing of wings behind me and headed for a large path between the trees.

Right when he least expected it I veered to the right and swung around a tree kicking the boy again as I came around. He went flying into the branch of a tree and clung onto it to stop his fall. Once again I shot off in the opposite direction.

I think he gets the point, I hoped, but the others are still in my home.

I stopped my thoughts and slowed down, I could've sworn I heard that boy again.

The right! He's on the right! My thoughts screamed at me as the boy streamed towards me.

Before I knew it I was being hurled to the left.

Man, they're fast.

Who cares? You're careening out of control 50 feet above the ground! Get a hold of yourself!

There was nothing I could do then but brace myself. I slammed into a fur tree only a second later.

I thought of everything that Truence had taught me: tuck in your wings, arms, and legs.

As I started to tumble to the ground I stretched my wings out again, hoping to catch on something or stop my fall, whichever came first.

This isn't working. Umm… what else was there? Don't land on your back or front, you'll break your ribs and whiplash your head into the ground. Land on your side…whichever one is NOT your good side.

I could almost hear his words in my head as I tried to direct myself to land on my left side.

If you're gonna fall, it's gonna hurt. So you might as well get as much out of it as possible.

Yeah but its still gonna hurt… I remembered saying to him. I felt my eyes start to burn. The frustration that had been building up the past 3 months burst out of me finally. I screamed as loud as I could, relieving my heart of the pain that had dwelt there. My cry was cut short as I hit the ground. I laid there for a few seconds, my eyes closed.

Okay…I don't feel anything.

I opened my eyes but quickly regretted it. A surge of pain overpowered my will to get up and get away from the boy. I waited for it to fade then propped myself up slightly. I felt a flood of wetness stream over my wing and shoulder; I looked to see blood flowing steadily out of a foot long, 3 inch deep wound from the top of my shoulder splitting halfway down to my elbow. My wing also had several smaller gashes scattered about it.

I glanced down to see what I had landed on: the roots from the tree and some big rocks entangled in them… nice. I coughed and tasted the blood in my mouth.

What to do…umm, Truence said to come get him… he's not…here. I thought as I began to feel nauseous. There was a quiet thud as the boy landed 30 feet behind me.

No, go away! Haven't you caused me enough pain yet? I forced myself to my feet and wobbled over to another tree, leaning on it heavily. I couldn't even pull my wing up against my back so there was no hope of flying away. I could move my arm up to my elbow but if I moved my shoulder too much a new wave of pain washed over me. I listened to what the boy was doing… nothing.

If he was really out to kill me he would have done it already… but still…who goes trusting people who just about killed them? Okay, maybe not kill but, damn this hurts! So caught up in my thoughts, I didn't realize how hard it was getting just to hold myself up.

I heard the boy come up behind me and let him. There was nothing I could do to even help much less protect myself. I fell my legs finally give out from beneath me and, before I knew it, I was on the ground again.

This was not a good day…

Author's Note: Finally! A chapter more than a page long! I'm pretty sure most after this will be longer too but I can't promise anything. Just to say, there is no M x F but there is gonna seem like some Iggy x OC but it's not gonna go anywhere; I'm a terrible matchmaker. But there will be a little OC x OC but I doubt that would bother anyone as much as if it were some of the real characters!