Chapter 3
Fang threw him and max up in the air and slowly started to climb in altitude.
The others followed Fang and released their wings.
The air whipped his long hair around his face. The bitter wind nipped playfully at his skin. This made him shiver.
I don't know how long I can carry her thought Fang miserably. The bleeding on her arm had slowed down some from the makeshift bandage from his shirt. That should hold her until we get to a hospital.
You can do it Fang, but you're not alone. That thought had come from Angel. He looked up from Max's pale, lifeless, face into Angle's baby blue eyes.
He managed a small smile and she tried to grin back. Her grin faltered and her small face fell into hopelessness from what life will be like without Max.
Fang tightened his grip and bowed his head, pressing to go on.