Hey guys sorry for the long wait. I was sick and T was in school so together we were a little busy but here it is.
Fang: Don't read it.
K: Your just mad cause of what happens.
Fang: Cause its definitely not something to be mad about.
T: Fang build a bridge and get over it.
Extremely Hot Taco: Sí, construir un puente y obtener sobre él
Pickles: Haha Fang BUUUUUUURRRRNNNN. Do you need some aloe for that burn.
Fang: I hate all of you!
Mr. Egg Mc Muffin: Do you hate me?
Fang: What and who are you?
K: Oh this is Mr. Egg Mc Muffin he is a pineapple he just moved in.
Fang: Why are you named Mr. Egg Mc Muffin?
Mr. Egg Mc Muffin: why are you named fang?
Fang: Well because….
Pickles: RAWR!
Fang's POV
My Gang was going to meet up with us later. They knew we had to go find somewhere safe for us to stay. "There," I said. I pointed down to a small clearing in a forest. Max nodded and we flew down . We set up camp and waited for my gang to arrive. Max asked me if I has seen Dylan and I glared at her. Why did she care where Dylan was? He had tried to kill me! So, he was pretty much as good as dead to me. So...maybe I did have a little tiny problem with him. If he showed his face again, that perfect face of his wouldn't be so perfect anymore. I turned to look at Max she was staring up into the stars. The moonlight was shining down onher perfect face. I knew no matter what happened, no matter who showed up, and no matter what happened to her, her face would always be perfect. The stars glittered in her eyes. I loved her with all my heart. She was mine and I was hers. And absolutely nothing could take her away from me, ever. Not physically, anyway. She would always be with me in my heart. Who am I kidding?Whoever tried to take her would die. I slowly fell asleep, Max's head in my lap. Everything was perfect. For now.
Max's POV
I was staring up at the stars, my head in Fang's lap. His fingers were make circles between my wings right where I liked it. His breathing evened out and then I knew he had joined the dream world. We were waiting for his gang to arrive. It was cold out. The wind didn't help at all we were all cuddled up like peinguins. Suddenly I heard footseps in the distance. I jolted upward. I woke Fang and the flock and said, "Guys...we have company." They were all up within seconds. The steps grew closer. Then we could see a figure. He was limping towards us. Holden? Holden walked up to us his eyes were filled with fear. "Holden whats wrong?" I asked immeadiatly. "We…we were attacked by Erasers. They're dead Fang. Ratchet, Star and Kate...they're all dead. There were to many...I was able to get away. I pretended to be dead. I don't think I fooled them. But they let me go anyway, for some sick reason. They're coming here to get you guys. They want something….Bad. I know what it is. They want Ma-…" That's when he died. He just collapsed. Fang kneeled down, obviously upset. His gang was all gone…dead. Killed by Erasers. Now they were coming for us. I glanced at Fang he looked at me.
Fang's POV
The tears threatened my eyes, a lump in my throat. I couldn't believe it. This couldn't be true. My flock? Dead? Every single one? I turned my head down, just in case a tear slipped away. I pressed my fists into my eyes as I knelt on that dirty, dirty ground. I would never see them again. Ever. Not once. I would soon forget the sounds of their laughter, the way they looked when they sleept, what they ate for breakfast, how good it felt to be loved...I pounded my fists into the ground and screamed. Which is probably why I didn't hear the Erasers approach.
They were upon us so suddenly, no one had time to prepare. I barely had time to move my friend's body into a bush, where I could only hope it would not be harmed. There were about a dozen of them that I could see, surrounding us and panting. We were at an advantage. They had just fought a pretty tough group of kids. No, not kids. My flock. My family. They had killed my family! I suddenly grew more angry than I had ever before. I exchanged quick glances with Max and we were off.
I knocked my fist into an Eraser's head. I thought I heard a snap, but couldn't be sure. He crumpled to the ground and kicked him in the face for good measure. I stared down at him. He looked vaguely familiar, but it was hard to tell with these guys. Sometimes I thought these wolf-dudes had it worse than us. That feeling didn't last long, though, because another very large Eraser grabbed my neck in a headlock form behind. He chuckled as I kicked. I couldn't breathe, and I couldn't pry his arm off either. I need air. My vision was going fuzzy and it felt like everytime I tried to swallow, my tongue woke choke me. Then I remembered what Holden had said. I was able to get away. I pretended to be dead. So I went limp and let out a rattling sigh. Which wasn't all fake. The trick worked though, Sucker!, and the Eraser losened his grip slightly. That was all I needed though. I suddenly spang to life, I pulled down on his arm and brought it over his head. He flipped to the ground and groaned. He wasn't gone, though, and far from finished with me. He got up, slower than I would have expected, and I kicked him in the chest. He was quick, though, and grabbed my ankle, twisting it and making me fall to the ground. I clenched my teeth at the pain in my foot. He stood over me, his evil grin illuminated by the bright moon. That was it. I was done. No more Fang.
Suddenly, his eyes went wide and he fell over. Pretty much on top of me. I shoved him off and felt wetness. Blood. A knife with an intricately carved handle stuck out of his back. I looked around, but it didn't look like anyone had thrown it. I shrugged, not really caring who it was, just that the Eraser was dead. I got up and it was pretty much auto drive from then on. I know that I kicked some doggy-behind. I remember snapping a guy's neck and breaking another's leg. Soon, I was fighting alongside Iggy. We were doing well, the team of us.
"What?" I murmured quietly as the Eraser's began to retreat, what was left anyway. It looked like there was about two dozen on the ground inpools of blood, their own mixed with ours, no doubt. Just as suddenly as they appeared, they were gone again. I did a quick headcount. All here.
Dylan's POV
I smirked and looked down at the badly beaten flock. They didn't notice me, thirty feet above them, at least. I narrowed my eyes, thinking. Now would be a good time, I thought, Not now, but soon. I began to fly back to my army, to call them to war, when I realized I had forgotten something. I quickly turned around and flew silently to the forest floor, where I pulled my pocket knife, the one Mace gave me, out of the back of an Eraser. Then I flew off to prepare.
Fang: Turkey
K: Window
Fang: wall
K: Food
Fang: Yellow
K: green
T: they have been at this for an hour.
Fang: Taco
K: Pineapple
Fang: Uh ah Uh
K: I WINNNNNNNNNNNNNN AHAHHAHHAHHAHHAHHAHAHAHHAH IN YOUR FACE WHAT NOW
K: Thanks for Reading!
T: Remember to review
Mr. Egg Mc Muffin: It was nice Meeting you!