Chapter 15. Courtesy of sillysally, who sent me a very nice review. :) Hope you all enjoy . I kind of have a bit of writers block, and haven't written much after tthis chapter..so if you all want to review and give me some suggestions ? speaking of reviews..how about 7, okay ? that isnt too much to ask for is it ?

Chapter 15:

MAX POV:

I slowly regained consciousness as I had already closed half the distance to the surface of the water. Everything was still blurry, and I was groggy as I fell closer and closer to the water. I tried to open my wings, even just a tad, to catch my fall, but I couldn't find the energy to do so. I turned and twisted in the air, feeling something crack as I did so. That could not of been good.

Just as my vision became more clear, I saw the water's surface fast approaching. My eyes widened in horror as I realized I was going to die. Right here, right now.

I was nearing 30 feet now, 20...

As I reached 10 feet, I rolled my shoulders with as much force as possible, bringing my wings out to catch some air. The sudden unfurling brought a sharp pain to my back and I screamed an ear splitting scream. Pain shot through my spine, and my left wing went numb and limp.

The unfurling had done little, but had slowed me down enough so I wouldn't go splat when I hit the water's surface.

Fang was above me now, reaching out his hand. I tried to take it, but I had used up my last energy unfurling my wings. Fang grabbed my wrist, but the force of gravity out pulled us both, and we fell towards the ocean, landing with a big splash.

I was pulled under deep from the force of our fall. I looked upward, scanning for the surface. The only thing that tipped me off was the light reflecting from the Sun. I struggled greatly, waving my arms frantically and kicking my legs. The salt was stinging my eyes, and I thought of closing them. Another slight bit of movement caught my eye, and another thought came to mind: What creatures lurked in the depths of these waters?

But it was Fang, struggling just as I was. He swam over to me, and then pulled on my wrist. Thanks to his pulling, I was able to make it up to the surface. Our heads bobbed to the surface at the same time, both soaking wet and gasping for breath.

"You okay?"

I nodded, still gasping for breath and trying to wipe the salt from my eyes. I was unsuccessful. I blinked rapidly, trying to wash my eyes, and it was then that I saw the red seeping around us. Blood. My blood. My first thought after that was: Sharks.

"Fang?!" I screamed worriedly.

"Yeah?" He said, but right after noticed the blood.

'Oh, god, Max. What happened?"

"I don't know," I choked. "But we need to get out of here. Now."

He nodded in understanding, and swam closer to me. "Do you need help?"

"No. I think I'm fine. My head hurts." I was starting to get really tired from treading water and fighting the current.

"Ok. let's get out of here."

I nodded, because it was all I could manage. I brought my wings above the surface of the water and shook them of all the water I could manage. It took us both three tries to finally get out of the water, just as something brushed past my leg. I swear my heart skipped a beat just then. Fang flew as close as he could to me, watching me so intently I couldn't meet his gaze.

"What happened, Max?" he asked. "I look over and your falling. Was it a brain attack?"

I shook my head weakly. Now that the adrenaline rush was over, I was feeling the pain of every aching sore on my body. My wing muscles seemed to have a pulse, as well as my head. (When your on a adrenaline rush, you don't feel the pain until the adrenaline rush is over.)

"No. It wasn't a brain attack. I don't know…" And that is how the conversation ended. Neither of us spoke about it until we landed on the shores of Australia.

We flew to the Australia before I passed out again, where we rested on the first strip of land we could find. It turned out to be a beach, and I sat down gently on a beach towel that Angel had pulled out of her backpack. Where did she get it from? I'll worry about that later. I winced as I made contact with the ground, and gently laid my head down on the towel. It hurt even to do that. I closed my eyes and relaxed there for a minute, because I knew the examination was going to come any minute.

"Max…?" Fang said softly. I smiled to myself, right on time.

I opened my eyes blearily, first seeing Sun, then Fang's face. It was as worried as Fang's face could get.

"Yeah?"

"Does anything hurt?"

I chuckled, to Fang's surprise. Everything hurt. Fang slowly lifted my head, to see my huge bruise on my skull.

He let out a small breath. "Max…"

I didn't bother responding. It would be pointless, and very tiring.

I could tell he was showing the bruise to Iggy, because he turned my head ever so slightly and Iggy let out a low whistle.

"Max," Iggy breathed "you didn't tell us you had a head wound."

"Yeah…" I murmured softly. "I thought it was just the regular beating. Guess I was wrong."

Fang looked frustrated. "Max, this is why you fainted. Too much loss of blood. You should of said something."

I mumbled what sounded like an apology to Fang and the others. Either Fang was satisfied with my response, or he didn't bother pressing the idea further. Either way, he consulted Iggy after that.

"Iggy, get the medical kit and do what you do best."

I'm sure Iggy nodded, and I heard the rustling of the backpacks being opened, then Iggy shifted over to my side. He quietly asked Fang to hold my head as he bandaged it. Fang did so, tilting it to one side, and then another until Iggy was finished. The whole process was frightfully boring, and I kept my eyes shut to avoid my eyes keeping contact with the sun and seeing the worried looks on the other's faces.

What seemed like ages later, Fang lowered my head on the towel and I finally felt relaxed.

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