The Way You Make Me Feel
Reluctantly, Fang agreed to fly by my side.
After agreeing to our insane (and possibly fatal) plan, we led the flock back to Angel's campsite. Nudge waited for us inside.
Somewhere along the line of events in our lives Nudge had learned how to cook, and she was a fantastic cook at that. Lunch was served and food was gulped down merrily.
The beds of the cabin had been pushed up against one wall, and the upstairs look out spot seemed more like a CIA equipment room. Gazzy helped with that.
* * *
At 2800 hour(s) Nudge and I went out for part A of plan 3.
Angel sat lookout, at the top of we now called "The Tower" while Gazzy, Iggy and Fang ran everything else.
"50 more feet and enter a small clearing, take a left, and a small whole should be on the bottom of the fence, dig deeper and you'll find a remote control, this will turn off the spot lights. Good luck." Fang spoke into our earpieces, immediately I felt stronger with his voice.
The clearing was guarded by SMOL and SMOR (remember them? Stout man on left/right)
"Uh, Nudge any ideas?" I whispered.
"Only one," She replied gulping, "And I don't think it's our greatest bet."
"Iggy!" She screamed into the microphone-earpiece. She shot backwards, slamming us against a tree, and tucking herself into a bush. I followed her example.
"Hey! Who's out there?" SMOR yelled, he reminded me of that Life Savers gummies commercial, where the gummies are TP-ing the man's house.
"Maybe it was a wolf!" SMOL (apparently the "smarter" one.) said.
"Really you think so?" SMOR yelled. "Well shut-up dumb-nut! There are no wolves here!"
SMOL cringed backwards and became very interested with the dirt on his shoes.
I heard a flapping sound that only our ears could detect, a small explosion echoed off the trees and the guards yelped.
"What the-"one of the said.
Another explosion and they were running.
"Come on!" Nudge tugged my arm.
The remote we found was about the size of a Girl Scout cookie box, and needed batteries that were about the size of your fist.
I slammed my finger down on the "OFF" button.
Immediately the lights shot off, I tucked the remote in my backpack and spread my wings to fly.
2900 hour(s)
The inside of Itex was white, (have you ever seen The Borne Ultimatum, the hospital thing? That's what it looked like.) Any footsteps echoed, strange machines were in every room we passed, but strangely enough, we saw no sign of life.
I ducked my head as we past by a corridor, two men in white trench coats were passing and talking.
I flung my head up. I knew that voice. But it was less gruff, and for some reason he was older, more or less 16. With no extra parts to speak of. Not an eraser. But my brother, it was Ari.
