Clearly
Chapter 3
"Isn't…Iggy…blind too?" Kylin said timidly.
Max turned beet red, realizing that Kylin was, in fact, right.
Max, she's important.
Max rolled her eyes. The Voice was always so irritating. She didn't take another look at Kylin and leapt into the air, stroked he wings hard. Soon Kylin was out of sight.
Max, you'll regret this. The Voice said.
"You know Voice; I really don't care if she is even alive." Max told it angrily.
Angel sat on a rock at the edge of the clearing where Iggy had fled. She distinctly remembered Iggy's thoughts as she told him that Kylin dreamt about him. It was mostly shock and a little bit of awkwardness, then he just stormed off. He had flown and flown and then just disappeared. Disappeared, like Angel couldn't hear his thoughts anymore. Really, really weird. Even for Iggy. The awesome pyro Angel had grown used to playing with. Iggy, out of all the bird-kids, liked to play around with her the most. When she had first started flying, he had flown with her and held her hand so she wouldn't fall. Now he was gone, he just disappeared into thin air. Literally.
Kylin was confused and stressed. Iggy was gone. The only person in the whole wide world that understood her was gone. She would lay awake at night listening intently for and sounds of feather, but all she got were the usual sounds: Nudge yawning, Angel talking in her sleep, and Fang snoring. Man, can that dude snore. It's like a train on over drive.
Ever since Max left, the Flock had been in ruin. Fang would sleep in, the girls would be complaining for food, and Gazzy would burp his ABCs. All Kylin could do to get order was to shove pop tarts into the girls hands, ask Gazzy to stop, and shake Fang awake. She actually almost slapped him awake, but ya know you do what you can to survive. Even though she was blind, she could do a ton of stuff, like flying, man, was she good at flying. Okay I lied; she stunk at pretty much every thing else.
Iggy. Oh yeah, still worried about Iggy, gotcha. How in this freaking huge world could Max find Iggy by herself? Max wasn't Super Mutant; but she also wasn't blind. Hm, how to find Iggy. Well, it sounded like he flew to the West. She had crossed over the there and mentally book marked landmarks like lakes, huge rocks, ect. Maybe if she flew west she would stumble upon him.
Max had flown at least a hundred miles around camp but stumbled upon nothing. It was almost like Iggy had fallen off the face of the earth. But she still had one more area to check: the lake.
The giant blue expanse shifted and changed under her view. How in the whole wide world, could Iggy have gotten here? She asked herself. She swooped down to the surface of the lake and searched its depths. All she saw was the midnight blue water swirling beneath her.
Max landed on the shore of the lake and mentally slapped herself. Why did I let the blind mutant bird-kid fly off by himself? Who knows, because I don't.
Max circled the lake for at least an hour but had no results. Finally she headed back to camp.
The sounds in Iggy's ears pierced him with pain. They were ear shattering, especially for a hearing sensitive mutant. He groped around him and found out pretty quickly that he was lying on a bed with straps gluing his arms and legs down. He struggled for a moment when a familiar voice filled his ears.
"Iggy," the voice said. "You are here so we can take you to a safer location."
Jeb. It always was Jeb. What was he, a stalker or something?
"Why a 'Safer Location'? What's wrong with right here? I mean, it's not like I'm an escapee from a mad scientist torture lab. Don't you live there, or something? Oh wait, you do 'cause you're already a nutcase. Why'd I even ask?" Iggy said in dry, sarcastic tone.
Jeb let out an annoyed sigh. He knew that was coming. Jeb walked over to Iggy and knelt beside his bed. Iggy heard heavier foot steps come to the bedside.
"Iggy, if you corporate, you may get to see Max and the others again." Jeb said smoothly.
"I will never 'corporate'! You lying, cheating, freaking psycho!" Iggy spat.
"I'm upset to hear that," Jeb said dully. "Goodbye, Iggy" The second white coat stooped down and pierced a needle into Iggy's forearm. Iggy's world began to darken and fade and finally it blacked out completely.