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Max walked over to Nudge and helped her off the table. Nudge winced when her wing collided with the table and she muttered a soft ow. I stood frozen in place and starred at them, trying but failing to look away. There was a soft thud at my feet and I tore my eyes away to see what had made the sound. Turns out, I had dropped Jeb.
The girl named Max turned to me, fixing me with a bone-chilling glare while supporting Nudge with one arm.
"Who are you?" She snapped.
"I-Iggy."
"Did you do this to her?"
I regained my wits and stepped over Jeb, walking slowly over to them. Max moved in front of Nudge slightly and extended her free arm protectively. She was looking at my gun like she had a grudge against it, which she probably did. I put my gun back in my pocket and held up my hands to show that I wasn't armed and that I meant no harm to either of them.
"My dad did this to her. I was supposed to kill her, but I promised that I would help her. Who are you?" I asked.
"It's true." Nudge pipped up. "He was protecting me from his dad. His dad is horrible, you know. If you hadn't rescued me he would have-oomph!"
Max had clapped a hand over her mouth.
"I know what he almost did to you, Nudge." She turned to me and managed to smile, even though it looked forced. "Thank you, Iggy. For helping her."
I nodded. "Anytime."
Max opened her mouth to say something else but she stopped when footsteps thudded down the stairs, accompanied by hurried voices.
"Oh, no. We need to go, now." Max hissed, dragging Nudge toward a window. "Can you fly?"
Nudge nodded. Max pushed her forward and Nudge climbed onto the windowsill. She perched there for a minute before she jumped and unfurled her wings, launching into the air. I held my breath as she floated for a moment before she gave a cry of pain and landed on the ground. Max cursed and looked back at me desperately. Our eyes met and an unspoken message passed between us. I turned and faced the crowd of people crowding in through the door behind me, determination burning a pathway through my heart. I whipped my gun out of my pocket and trained it on them, then fired a couple of shots off. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Max leap out through the window, swoop down to pick up Nudge, then take off into the air. I breathed a sigh of relief and dropped my arm, allowing two security guard to seize me. I didn't really care about what they were going to do with me.
Nudge was safe.
Oh-no. I'm feeling so angsty right now. Is that even a word? If it isn't, I'm making it a word. I better start writing my essay, since I have a presentation very soon. So until tomorrow, my friends. Remember to review. Criticism is welcome, as long as it is worded nicely. This is the first story I hadn't gotten writer's block on, so I'm pretty proud of myself. Yay me! Jump for joy, eat a leprechaun, flush him down the toilet, sleep until noon. Aww...good times. :) BYE BYE!
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