Alright, you've reviewed and I answered.....3 months later. Sorry sorry sorry. I hope you don't hate me...Enjoy this one :D
Ella
As we flew around, I saw Iggy's head cock to the side. Doing a quick 360, I saw what he was hearing. A few M-Geeks, a shake of Flyboys, and a dash of Eraser. This was getting weird.
"Max, everything, 5 o clock!" I shouted at her. Her head turned to look at me in confusion, but then she saw the group of random slowly gaining on us.
"Alright, Fang wake Angel, Iggy and Gazzy, use your bombs! Uh, if everything else fails, rendezvous in that alley and we will travel on foot from there. Get on the ground if you're hurt, it helps me a bit. Alright guys, no slacking off here."
She swooped up and turned around, facing the enemy right in the eye, fists clenched and a hard look in her eyes.
"Angel….Angel come on, soup's up." Her eyes popped open eagerly looking for the imaginary food. Quickly reading my mind, she rolled out my arms, her wings ready and beating. I thought I heard a small sigh, but couldn't be sure. But I couldn't blame her. I thought that Australia would be a bit safer.
"What is the threat this time guys?" Iggy asked cracking his knuckles, getting them prepped for battle. Nudge explained.
"Well, there seems to be about 10 M-Geeks now with wings, I think I see seven Flyboys and 13 Erasers with wings."
Iggy's eyes popped open a bit more.
"You mean there's everything there?"
"You betcha."
He shook his head slightly then looked ahead again.
The first of them reached us and Max immediately grabbed the first Flyboy and rammed him into the M-Geek that was right behind him.
The rest of them were right behind them and it was show time. (Listen to The Night Pat Murphy Died)
I punched the Eraser in the head and swooped to the side to avoid his round house kick. I fought in silence, no real poetic pieces coming into mind. Dodge a punch, gives a kick. He was bent a tiny bit from the blow, and I chopped his neck, throwing him more off balance. When he was almost sideways after another kick in the ribs, I pulled up his arm, using his neck as leverage. His arm popped out and his wings flapped off kilter. Hoofing him in the crotch, he fell to his death in the street below.
A Flyboy kicked me in the back, and I flew around, facing him. He tried to kick me again and I grabbed his foot, twisting him around. Pushing his knee the wrong way, I grabbed the fist that was coming towards my face and bent that joint backwards as well. I heard a flap of wings below and sure enough Iggy was throwing a bomb at a cluster of Flyboys that were gaining on Angel. Letting go of my Flyboy I watched as he joined the cluster just in time for the explosion.
There were some more fighting, smashing my head against a pesky Eraser, knocking him out cold. There was a punch that made me wince, but I think that Flyboy is in pieces on the street right now. I took note that none of the Flyboys had their usual artillery, just two free hands and some of them had a missing arm if the gun was welted onto their arm. Leaving the thought for another time, I smashed two Flyboys together, hoping that they drop. Unfortunately they didn't and started after me. Having a broken knuckle, I thought that flight would be a nifty idea.
I swooped through all the different battles that were going through the sky, watching as we almost kicked their butts. I flew really close to the street, my sneakers dragging on the ground and shot back up again. And back down, and up. Eventually, there was no one behind me, so I rejoined the battle in the sky.
I had a smacking fight with one of the M-Geeks, getting him really frustrated as his hand was swatted away painfully each time he tried to make a go at me. Eventually he just tackled me out of sky, both of us going head over heal. There was a moment of confusion until I realized that he was going to be a perfect cushion for when we landed painfully. Bracing my legs on his stomach, I started choking him as the ground rushed towards us. With a few feet to go, He finally let go of my shirt and I deployed my wings. He landed with a broken spine and I looked up to see another swarm of mismatches coming towards us.
Taking a quick inventory of the flock, I realized that we were losing stamina fast. Angel was half asleep, just keeping the Flyboys out of reach of her. Gazzy, having run out of bombs, was using his fist, but was taking slower shots than normal. Iggy, bombless also, was still punching the crap out of them, but I could tell that he was using energy saving techniques instead of causing the most destruction. Nudge saw what I did, and was bringing a few Flyboys to their death on the street, but she was just out of their reach, flapping slowly.
Then there was Max. I didn't know how she was doing, but she defiantly was in the worst condition out of all of us. Her stroke was off, and she was favoring her right arm. Her eyes were slowly swelling and there was something wrong with the way her left ankle was hanging. Her eyes met mine at that minute and I knew that we would have to get on the ground.
"Everybody to the floor!"
Angel immediately folded her wings dropping too fast but caught herself at the last possible second. Iggy and Gazzy met up and followed Angel's lead. Nudge lost the last of her followers and landed as gracefully as a cow. Max unable to fight off her enemies, tried an Angel, but failed when I caught her bridal style.
She looked even worse up close, but I keep descending and made sure that she wasn't too jostled. As I landed I took a look around and found the alleyway that she was talking about before. The rest of the flock was already there, gasping for breath. Keeping under the hang of the roof, we watched as the Flyboys, Erasers and M-Geeks swept the area, looking for us. But they found something else.
"I'll have your asses all of yea!" I watched as an angry teenager with crazy curly hair walked out with a gun. From what I heard he had a bit of a lisp but continued shooting at the idiots in the sky.
I saw another teenager come out with the same curly hair with his own gun, maybe a bit more built than the first guy. They started their target range with the Erasers, Flyboys and M-Geeks as the targets. Then to put a cherry on top, a girl came out, same trademark curly hair, just looser and longer than the boys. In her hands was the biggest gun of the three. Who were these people?
After a few extra bullets from their pockets, the last Flyboy flew away, unable to find any comrades that could fly away with him.
"And stay away yer jack ass!" The first boy shouted at the retreating Flyboy.
"Yeah, jackass!" the girl mimicked the boy. The older boy turned to us in our alley.
"You guys one of them assholes?" He asked, raising his gun slightly.
I shook my head no and he nodded lowering his gun again.
"Ya need some help?" The girl asked.
"No, we're fine." Max said and tried to cross her arms. She hissed and put her arms down.
"Yeah, we could use a little first aid and a place to rest, no more than a few hours." I responded, ignoring the daggers that Max was shooting at me.
"Pre good fight you show." The younger teen said and started circling us.
"Yeah, how did you stay in the air like that?" The older brother asked, circling us to. The girl for nothing better to do circled also.
Weirdos.
"That's not important." I said and watched their faces scrutinized us.
"Alright, I'm good with it." The girl said suddenly.
"Agreed." The older ones said in unison.
Yeah, I havn't worked on it too much, but that's what I've got! So, if you don't want to tapdance for the spiders, Review!
Ella
