Aj: Okay, I do as promised so here is the next chapter.
Anika: Since when do you do as promised?
Aj: I'm becoming a saint aren't I?
What would you do if someone that you loved tried to kill you? What would you do if that person was seven years old and more powerful then you are? What would you do if you considered this person your baby for most of those seven years? What would you do if they tried to kill another that you loved just as much that was blind? What would you do if this person were the cause of the person you couldn't imagine being without leaving you after dying and coming back? What would you do if you believed that something had happened to this person and they weren't really them? This is just a sliver of the tragedy that is my life.
It's been a month since Angel had left after turning into a complete psychopath and trying to kill me and now we were all focusing on who this new enemy is. Except me that is, I have been trying to figure out what happened to my baby. I have tried contacting Jeb and the voice, but neither has given me squat. It's also been a month since he ditched us, probably partly for a glitch free Max. One that didn't have to save the world and one who wasn't going to die in a week. Yeah, a week. Or at least according to that black mark on the back of my neck that was apparently etched into my genetic code.
Nobody knew about my death sentence, but me. And that was exactly how I was going to keep it. Secretly, I've also been working on trying to get Iggy's sight back. To no avail I might add. The only possibility I had so far was going to Dr. Gunther Hagen, but it was too risky. The flock needed a leader for now. If I could steal it though…A smile lit my face confusing the remaining flock. They ignored it though. I planned to go and steal it tonight. I would have to bring Dylan along though because he knew Gunther Crazy's lab better than I did and would know where they were. My planning did nothing though because before I could figure out what was happening the glass shattered throughout the E-shaped house we were in.
We all covered our faces and heads as it exploded around us and Dylan's head popped up instantly with a scared look on his face and he protected me with his body. I punched him off of me, but a meaty paw soon wrapped around my throat making me gasp for air. Yes, I said paw. Around us were ten humongous erasers. The remaining flock and Dylan each had a paw around their necks too and were struggling for air.
"They're new and improved versions!" Dylan screamed.
"If they get your scent they have it for life!"
"Then I guess we have to cut their life short." I choked out. The others got a flash of determination in their eyes and we decided to see if they were boys. We kicked back to our captors' manhood and they dropped us. For once, I'm glad that the creators of erasers are sexist pigs and only make boy ones. One pulled out a syringe with orange goop in it though and managed to grab my arm. He stabbed me with it and the others came running. Before they could reach me though he had emptied it and one had grabbed Iggy. I heard a whir of a helicopter outside (I bet you 5 bucks it's black) and the erasers tried to take all of us into a black (told you) helicopter that had a symbol that I recognized from the goons that tried to blow Dylan up. It had some kind of bird on it and a gold circle around it. We all struggled away from their grasps and succeeded, but Iggy.
They tossed him in there and the erasers gave up and went with him. I bolted for the still open door of the helicopter to try and save Iggy, but one eraser pulled out a gun and shot me with it. I went flying backwards and the helicopter disappeared out of sight.
"Max!" Dylan screamed. Then he saw where the bullet hit me on my shoulder.
"You're bleeding." He stated.
"Yeah, bullets will do that to you. I don't think it hit my wing, let's fly to my mom's and she can patch it up. It'll only take about twenty minutes for us all to fly there." I grunted. Nudge glanced at the floor.
"What's wrong Nudge?" Gazzy asked.
"Well, it's just, I was waiting really bad to tell you guys something, but then Max got shot and it really really hurts my brain because of what I just found out and there are so many emotions gushing around and…." Gazzy put his hand over her mouth.
"Short version please." Dylan requested.
"I got a new power. I can feel emotions, but now I found out I can feel pain and it just hurts So Much." Nudge clutched her head.
"Try to block it out Nudge. Pain is just a message and it isn't even your message to feel. Don't let it reach your brain." I advised. She nodded and shut her eyes. In about three minutes she looked up and smiled at me. I smiled back and then rolled my wings back to test them out. No holes in them so I could fly, as long as I got there quick or I would die from blood loss.
"Hey guys, how about we meet up at my mom's house so I can get there quicker and get patched up?" They nodded in agreement.
"Nudge you're in charge," Dylan looked like he was about to protest, but I cut him off.
"Because Nudge is the oldest. You're technically nine months old, remember?" He gave up in agreement and we took off. I went super speed and felt the relief of flying, even with a hole in my arm. In about five minutes, I had arrived and knocked on the door. My mom soon peered out rushed me inside.
"We have to stop meeting like this." She muttered while going to grab her tools. I nodded in agreement, but I was thinking about how everyone seemed to be gaining new powers, but me. If I was made to be so special, why was everyone more special then me? Maybe that's why I'm dying in a week. Maybe there was a mistake and Angel had to be the one to save the world. My mom plucked the bullet that had lodged itself in my shoulder and wrapped my arm up to stop the bleeding just as the flock came in.
"Ella just went to school, but you can stay for as long as you want." She told us.
"Thanks Mom." She nodded, but Dylan piped up.
"The erasers injected something into Max. Can you take a blood test and see what it'll do?" He asked. She looked at me surprised, but then nodded. She picked up an empty syringe from her workbag and I winced as she put it into the nook of my arm from bad memories.
"I'm going to go drop this off with my associate at the lab. He should be able to give me the results by noon. He's in charge of animal blood work, but I'm sure that you qualify." She told us. We nodded and heard her car whir into gear and leave.
"Gaz, you and Dylan go pick out a room you want to share. Nudge, you can pick out a room for us to share." The three nodded enthusiastically while I went into my mom's office and pulled out her book about birds. I was flipping through it when I saw the bird that was on the helicopter that took Iggy away. A raven. I was going to look up corporations with that symbol when the phone rang. I picked up the one next to my mom's computer and put it to my ear.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Max, I know what happened to Angel." I nearly dropped the phone to the ground. Not because someone knew, because of the someone who knew. On the other end of the phone was a voice I thought I wouldn't hear for twenty years.
"Fang?"
Anika: You are EVIL! First you kidnap Iggy then you make people wait for Fang?
Aj: Yup. Same deal folks. Five reviews for the next chapter and I promise that if I get five reviews today I will update again today so you better get typing. Especially since it's the big reunion between Max and Fang. See ya' next time! –Aj.