And now, the winner of the Unrestricted Chapter 7 Finale Contest!
Congratulations to 'Give up your Prejudices!'
Here's a review of her story 'The Dock'
I found this very intriguing. Unlike many other stories, even my own sometimes; don't factor in the rest of the flock to the whole Fax equation. This story mentioned that several times. But in the end, that was solved and they kissed, and for the first time (excluding the beach) Max didn't run away. That was exactly what Fang had always wanted. And even though Fang doesn't want the flock to get in the way of their relationship, and Max is worried. But in the end, there is plenty of Fax to be had.
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"The Dock:" /s/4295781/1/TheDock
And now, the winning story and finale, Chapter 7: Down for the Count
Fang POV
I knew only too well that death looks weren't going to stop flyboys forever. And it didn't. And now they were back.
And we were fighting them. And boy, we were kicking robot censored!
But unfortunately, Max hadn't gotten back her game, and I saw her get cut in the stomach with a knife.
Luckily, she was the only one still fighting, and I managed to kill (if you can kill robots) the flyboy.
She looked bad. REALLY bad.
She staggered in to an upright position, still bleeding, struggling to stay conscious.
"Max, I don't want to see you in pain. Just let go." I said, hating her position.
She relaxed and let herself faint. Well, that was smart. (Hint sarcasm)
Suddenly Iggy looked as if he had made the world's biggest discovery.
"THAT'S why this seemed familiar! When Fang got his butt kicked by Ari!" Iggy said.
"Which one?" I said grimly.
"The one where we took you to a hospital!"
"We should take her?"
"Yeah! I think we should."
"We're already famous." I mumbled.
And so we called 911. The EMS came and picked her up, and gave us a ride.
We didn't speak the whole time on the way.
We got there shortly afterwards. They rushed her in.
Doctors make everything seem really bad.
And so they put her in the emergency room.
I was so worried.
"We'll need to take her shirt off so we can put the antibiotics on her." One said.
And so they tried. But they stopped at her shoulder blades.
"What's back there?" He asked.
He peeked under her shirt.
His eyes had now officially become dinner plates.
"Y-you're those bird kids! It's a pleasure to meet you! And Fang, nice blog." He said, looking at me.
"Thanks." I said.
"Well lets see. According to James, you heal very quickly." He said, examining Max's wound.
"Um…Who's James?" I asked. Was he a stalker?
"James Patterson. He wrote books about you guys." He said casually.
"So lemme guess. We're the only ones in the world who haven't read them."
"Most likely."
"Wait! That's how we can remember everything! We'll read the books!"
"I'll read them to you if you want. Even if you guys heal fast, you'll still be here for, say, two days."
"Hey, thanks!" I said. I was half happy and half wanted to kill James Patterson. But later.
And so the doctor returned from his errands a few hours later with all four books.
While Max slept, he would read them to us. When Max was awake, we read the next book while he read the last one.
And after two days, there had been over a thousand 'Aha!' Moments in the room.
And so it was time to go.
"Thanks so much for all your help," I said.
And so we went back to our little forest-y area.
It was getting late, so we all did our hand taps and went to bed. (Trees.)
"Good Night," I said, kissing her.
Max laid there, looking cold.
I wrapped my arm around her, hopefully warming her up. And still in her sleep, she snuggled up against me.
(A/N: I had a crystal-clear vision of this moment so let me draw it out using words.)
We were laying against a tree, the moonlight lighting half of each of our bodies. I had one leg rested on the ground, one at a 90 degree angle, my arm resting on it. My other arm was wrapped around Max, who was snuggled very close to me, using my shoulder as a pillow. A single leaf flew by my face and did a loop-de-loop, as if saying 'sup.' My overgrown hair blew slightly in the wind. I rested my head on Max's, and went to sleep.
All was well.
I woke the next morning to a licking in the face. I woke up to see who the heck was licking me. This isn't a Figgy, right Sam?
(A/N: No, It's just Total.)
Oh. TOTAL! I'd forgotten all about him!
I opened my eyes to find Total, who had flown here, apparently. And Akila. I can't imagine anyone carrying Akila around. Definitely not Total.
But still, All was well. I was still snuggled next to Max, still had thoughts of killing James Patterson, and still was with the flock, our family. Our mutant avain-human hybrid adosescent family. And that's just the way I like it.
The End.
Really this time.
Don't forget to read 'Flock Effects', my new one-shot that comes out today and is the most in character fanfic I've ever written.