Disclaimer: I do not own MR *sob*

Chapter 10

Enjoy~

Iggy POV

I realized that there was no way I could take down 20 erasers, especially when I was carrying Nudge.

I didn't give a shit.

The ground vibrated heavily as the first eraser raced towards me, and I cracked my knuckles right before I slammed my fist into its nose.

It was taken aback, probably wiping furiously at its nosebleed. I wanted to celebrate, but 2 more erasers were coming at me, one on each side, and I swept my right leg around in a roundhouse kick. I heard a satisfying crunch to one eraser's ribs, but I lost my momentum and the second one caught my foot easily, flipping me on my back. and digging its claws into my right ankle.

Nudge.

I quickly yanked her to the side, covering her body with my arm as more erasers closed in on me.

I felt a knee, and grabbed it, pulling it to the side. The eraser, cried out, not expecting the sudden attack, and fell down on a few others causing a domino effect kind of fall.

I snickered at him.

Then, he got up off the ground and I wasn't snickering anymore. I could hear his breathing – It expressed nothing but pure rage. "I will not let you humiliate me in front of my team," he enunciated clearly, with a deep growl.

"Oo, I'm so scared," I exclaimed, my eyes widening in mock fear. Then, I got up onto my feet and straightened my back so I'd be equal to his height. My ankles still hurt where it had been grabbed, but I could deal.

The other erasers surrounded us, as if this was all just a show to them. They were chanting, "Fight! Fight! Fight!"

The eraser charged. He was like a bull charging at a red cloth. It was actually quite funny, but I couldn't laugh, not now. I easily side-stepped his charge, and he hurtled across the floor. His face hit the boots of a fellow eraser, and they all jeered.

I hoped that he was knocked out.

Unfortunately, he climbed to his feet quickly, and wasted no time in charging at me again. However, he anticipated my side-step this time, and he swung out his fist, hitting me right in the eye.

I gasped, as pain shook throughout my body. I was sure that part of my skull just shattered.

The eraser brought his hand down again, this time clawing my shoulder. My hospital gown ripped, and there was a loud riiipppp as my flesh ripped.

OW.

I clutched my shoulder and bit my tongue, trying to suppress the throbbing pain. It felt like someone had pressed a red-hot iron to my shoulder. A warm liquid covered me, and I felt a dark, rich red color. It was my own blood dripping down my arm and my chest.

Nudge was still lying on the floor, struggling to consciousness.

If there was only one reason to live, it was for her. Her voice, her fierceness, her preppiness, her fashiontista… The way she understood and actually cared.

No. I had to bust us out of here before they could put her - or anyone else - in that thing again.

Sorry that's a short chapter.... I had a long chapter posted before, and I barely got any reviews.

So, please review now. It would be really helpful.

I still need an idea -- how should max and fang get themselves out of that place? any specific bust-out plans?

Hugs and Fang,

Tammy