Fang's P.O.V.
"Hey guys, let's reason here…" I guess not. I would have given anything for Iggy to be here. A couple of bombs here and there…
"F24651354 surrender now," the mechanical voice never gets old.
I went after the biggest one first, snapping its huge gigantic wings together. Others took action coming after me. I hit one after another kicks here and there punches up there and down here. I was doing great, in fact.
"Arrgh! " oops, didn't mean for those to come out. Oh that hurt so much! A Kevlar vest would have been some nice protection then if you had a flyboy madly swinging at you with wolf claws. I got a huge swipe at my side resulting in some serious gashes. But at least most them were leaving now.
"Retreat!" Ari yelled, and they left…just. Like. That. My eyes were blaring with some weird figures swimming in the clouds, and my side was burning with hot coals brandishing each bone.
"Max!" I attempted to yell. It must have sounded like a whisper, she didn't respond. "Max! Where are—." I choked on my last words as blood spit out.
I had to land. If I hadn't, not only would Max be gone, but me, the person to save her would be gone too. I landed stumbling to the ground. Oh and to add to further cliché, I happened to land right at the end of a dark alley.
I shunned myself in the corner not able to bear the pain. I could barely hear myself thinking and breathing anymore, and the most I could do was hide behind the nearest tree. I lay my head on the trunk and took off my jacket.
Grunting under such pressure, I wrapped my jacket around the side only to make sure the blood would stop spluttering all around. I wanted to cry out, cry out for all I cared, but I reminded myself no matter what situation I was in, I never wanted to expose myself to the public… it was a price to pay for being an Avian.
Eharyn Eharyn Eharyn Ehayrn iRock.
Max's P.O.V.
"makdjflakejiajds!!! Skjdkfji!!! Mfmapshfo!!!" Okay, it was hopeless.
For the first time in my life, I REALLY felt scared. And to think that Fang faced this everyday…
Finally the wolfish claw was peeled from my face. "Don't touch me you—!" Geeze, it felt like I was being carried for the hundredth time. "Fadfnkasfion!" That was supposed to be 'Fang, help!' by the way incase you're wondering.
Where was I? Good question. I was sitting in a huge black garbage type of thingy, and I had no clue of the outside world. Where was Fang? Where were they taking me? What would happen? Sometimes, the worst thing was to have a rhetorical question not answered.
Finally! Hallelujah! Some light was exalted into the black bag in which I was currently placed when the 'flyboys' opened it.
Oh such luck. They put in some kind of can or whatever and the next thing I knew, it was a nice little snooze button.
Eharyn Eharyn Eharyn Eharyn iRock.
Jeb's P.O.V. (Yes, enjoy while you can, his P.O.V. will be rarely visited through)
"M24651359 is captured," the voice was clearly transmitted with the new advanced technology.
"Thank you. Bring her back safely with no harm. Did you sedate her with the can?" I asked making sure the protocols were active.
"Yes sir," the reassuring voice replied. I nodded with pleasure.
"Bring her in," the final order left my mouth like honey dropping from a hive. Max, my daughter, was soon to be home to the arms of her father again.
I still loved her. I really did, but she just couldn't appreciate the full quality genetic engineering could hold. Unlike her, I dreamed further, further for the dreams of our children. Max could have wings. 'Wings! Imagine that!' I had told her. Why couldn't she understand. Ms. Martinez that is.
It had been a couple of weeks ago that I had talked to her, and the plan was actually being applied to now. But now, I was beginning to change my mind. Max was going to have wings, right? She was going to fly to places no man would dream of, she would be free, exposed.
But now, I was tired of it. Fang, Iggy, Nudge, Angel, and Gazzy already had wings. I have already seen how wings could affect the mind of a teenager, a young kid, a baby. And there were many other wonders in science that I haven't discovered yet…maybe Max could have something better than wings…
"Jeb?" her voice was fairly close behind me.
"Yes?" I asked, my voice was strangely soft.
"She's in," she said. And those were the words I had longed to hear. The words that told me my daughter was finally home. Where she belonged.
Eharyn Eharyn Eharyn Eharyn iRock.
Fang's P.O.V.
I was in heaven. I had been dying there on the street, bleeding to the end of the very last cell, crying and ripping on the inside, but now, I was safe. Maybe, for the fact that I was a kid with wings, I would land in heaven, with all the other angels with wings; I would finally have a friend who could relate to me…
"What is he?" a puzzled voice asked. Never mind.
I groaned aloud, and the pain welcomed itself again taking over my side.
"I don't know honey, but give him some room," a kind woman's voice said. Honey? It was a word I hadn't heard in a long time. Only from Max's mom. It was a word that indicated I was in a normal bed in a normal house.
My eyes shot open and I stood up reluctantly.
My sides blasted open, and I sank down to my knees.
Someone gasped and the woman walked over quickly to my side helping back onto the bed.
"I don't think you're ready…" she waited for me to fill in the blank.
"Nick," I clarified. She nodded.
"Where'd you get those wings?" the same timid girl's voice asked me. She had a sandy blonde hair like Max's…Max!
"Where's Max?" I asked aloud unthinkingly. The woman's eyes widened and she shook her head vigorously. (lol)
"Max? What's his last name?" she asked cautiously. His?
"Never mind. Where am I?" I asked reminding myself that I was in a normal person's house, with normal people, and possibly in the School's simulation.
"I'm Dr. Martinez. Ella was just throwing away the garbage when she found you dying behind a tree. Don't worry, we're going to help you," she said kindly. I stood up slowly this time, and got off the bed.
"I'm sorry, you can't help me," I simply stated the truth.
Author's Note: Thank you for everyone who reviewed! This story has a lot of P.O.V. changes, and I wasn't sure if it should be applied…I didn't know if you guys like P.O.V. changes happening often or not…so, review and tell me how you like this chapter!
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