Chapter Eight: A Bird's Eye View

His footsteps were slightly audible, his ragged breaths in the same fashion for a while now. Sweat dripped from his forehead, the liquid staining his backhand, making it a darker shade. At the rate he was going, rest wasn't an option with the authorities on his tail.

Ebony pools gazed at his claws, muddy brown dirt and blades of grasses littering them. This was how convicts and criminals dealt with their lives when on the run, they just never see it coming until it's too late.

A sigh of despair escaped his mouth like the status that he had earned: Wanted Criminal. Using a tree, he laid his back for support and some sort of comfort. Echoes rung throughout the jungle, his knuckle cracking not irritating him one bit.

His bang began to sway with the wind, the perspiration that was once dripping off his face clearing up. For someone that was as complex as he was, he decided that it was time to take a little nap. All of a sudden, a shot rang out from the distance, the male's keen sense of hearing allowing him to identify it.

"Well it seems that I gotta go, don't wanna be made in a fur coat or something." Damien stated, his feet propelling him forward and away from the gunfire.

Adrenaline pumped through his body and anxiety flooded his being. The dirt wiped against his sneakers, the terrain slippery and the golden hound stumbling with each step he took. At the speed he was going, he looked like a vermilion blur with specks of ebony and white trailing alongside him.

Damien rocketed forward, gaining more momentum until he spotted two G.U.N soldiers a few feet apart from each other. In their hands were what seemed to be remote controls.

Remote controls? There is no television around here so what could they have those for...unless they're actually...aw crap!

The soldiers pressed a button on the control, explosions soon following after with Damien gasping. Three trees were heading straight towards him. Damien quickly stabbed his claws into the first tree, the living thing spinning in air with the golden hound quickly bouncing towards the next tree.

The Angel ran along it and saw a small gap in between the tree he was on, the last tree and his freedom. With a giant leap, Damien flew forward towards the gap, spinning in a drill like shape to get through safely before using his momentum to run forwards.

Turning the corner, the dog slid to dodge an incoming bullet then transitioning into a flip kick to the chin on the soldier. The gun was immediately grabbed by Damien and cracked in half with ease.

"Well I got my work cut out for me, these guys just want me dead that bad and it seems that no matter what, I'm still kicking their--" Damien was cut off with a giant chop to the back from someone, the dog falling into unconsciousness.


Dark coal like eyes flapped open and groans came in low expenses, Damien waking up to see himself surrounded by G.U.N soldiers and a stunning red and green hawk female. The hawk grabbed the rope he was hanging on and began to spin the dog around quickly in an attempt to make the dog dizzy. After a few minutes, she stopped to see the male's condition and it was pretty good in her standards.

"Sonic, you're as fast as a snail compared to me man. Just take off the running shoes and let the professionals like me run track and beat up good guys." Damien slurred much to everyone's dismay.

Phoenix sighed and gave the hound a hard smack to the face, the hound's sense coming back into reality. Damien once again noticed Phoenix and smiled at her slyly.

"Hey sexy, how you doing?" Damien asked, receiving another smack to the face from the hawk.

"You need to learn how to treat a lady like myself right you nasty pervert!!" Phoenix cried right in Damien's face.

"God, don't catch your first 45 minutes of the class day on me girl." Damien stated, Phoenix kicking him in the stomach this time around.

"Do you know who I am doggy?" Phoenix asked with Damien shaking his head, signaling no, "I am Phoenix Wilson the Hawk, one of the elite generals of G.U.N assigned to capture and eliminate Damien Christian Angels the Dog at any means necessary. I have already captured you but my commander wants to see you before I kill you so have a nice little relaxation time before I kill you." the hawk stated.

"So you're saying that you not only jumped me but that you're trying to kill me for a paycheck?" Damien asked, receiving a nod in reply, "Now that's some stuff right there, I didn't do anything...well I think I rampaged through Central City and slaughtered innocents but we all do that once in a while. So...um, can I at least smack your butt once before I die?" Damien gets kicked in the crown jewels for that question.

"Aw...I'm going to feeling that for at least a month or two."

Phoenix turned and began to walk away with a soldier on each side of her, Damien's eyes scoping her butt out with a smile on his face. At the moment, it wasn't so bad even though he had the chance of not having kids on his mind.

Damien hummed to himself for the time being, the lyrics of the song filling his mind at the time. What the dog didn't notice was a pair of amber eyes were on him, the figure smirking before moving from its previous position. The golden dog at the moment was talking about how bad G.U.N's name was.

"Okay, if it stands for Guarding Units of Nations, shouldn't the acronym be G.U.O.N?" his answer was a string of groins. "Hey, I'm just trying to fix your mistakes guys. And what's with your commander? A green eye and an orange eye? What is he? Mr. Roboto or something people?" Damien asked, more groans let out from that.

All of a sudden, a scream erupted from the left but no one was there at the moment after.

"Hey...where's George?" one soldier asked stupidly.

"I don't know you idiot, he was standing there just a few seconds ago. Maybe he went to use the bathroom or something like that." another soldier replied.

"Oh and another thing...the soldiers they enroll have the stupidest names I've ever heard. George...Maxwell...Fred...Damien...hey wait, that's my name...damn it." Damien cursed at himself while the others looked at him like he was a mental patient.

A small audible rustle came from the bush where George used to be standing, the idiotic soldier walked towards it cautiously. The idiotic soldier named Fred moved the bush to find a small bird eating some pieces of bread, Fred smiling.

"It's nothing, just a--" He never got to finish, a three pronged gauntlet stabbing into his Adam's apple, blood leaking out like a waterfall.

The gauntlet was taken out from the neck of the dead Fred, the weapon attached to someone's wrist, the figure in a tan cloak. Damien looked over at the killer and the figure smirked, the hound knowing who the person under the cloak was.

The other soldier by the name of Maxwell grabbed his pistol and tried to shoot but met the same fate, the weapon piercing his lung and completely taking it out of his body. The figure walked up to the golden hound, slicing the rope that held him into pieces. Damien wiped the dirt that had collected on him before hugging the figure.

"I never thought you would come back...for me, you really do care!" Damien exclaimed with the figure patting the dog on the back.

"Well I'm glad to be back and now I'm going to help you out with this little problem of yours right here." the figure said taking the cloak off to reveal her identity, "So you ready Damien?"

"You bet I am Lia, let's go show these guys what it means to be real pain in the necks." Damien stated with the Redclaw Tribe leader nodding at him.

The duo began to run forwards but were caught off guard by two G.U.N Walkers, the Gatling guns attached on their hulls making Damien and Lia jump back. Phoenix walked between the two robots to meet the golden hound and his ebony jackal partner.

"Damien, it seems that you've gotten a bit more testy than I wanted you to be...and now, you got a partner in crime. When will you learn to stop degrading yourself young one? So are we going to do this easy way or the hard way?" Phoenix asked nonchalantly.

"Easy way or difficult way? Easy way or difficult way? I go with the difficult one because I always love challenges like you...you're sure a challenge sexy." Damien said, winking at the hawk twice.

"Before you die Angels...I want to say something. You are one sick and nasty pervert my friend." Phoenix stated while Damien smirked.

"And you're a freak in bed Phoenix." Damien replied before the duo jumped to face a G.U.N Walker each.

Lia landed right next to the robot, her Tri-Claw extended to her side like a sword. The Walker shot round at the jackal, the female using her triple jointed body to make an S curve around the hail of bullets. The jackal charged at the machine, stabbing her Tri-Claw into the leg of the robot, the Walker trying to pry her off to no avail.

With one final strong throw, the robot pried her off its leg and the jackal was directly above the machine. Lia extended her Tri-Claw towards the robot and using the velocity she gained, the jackal stabbed right through the machine completely slicing it in half.

Damien charged towards the Walker who retaliated by shooting a shower of bullets at the golden hound. He began to skip along the rocky path, dodging the bullets with more difficulty than Lia had. Damien ricocheted off a rock and bounded towards the hull of the robot.

Round after round came at the dog who used the drill spin technique to dodge again before unleashing an uppercut onslaught of Nightshade Claws. The golden hound landed over the operator of the machine, his hand placed on the glass hull holding the Gatling guns.

With one final smirk, he ejected an eruption of ebony and violet, the flames causing a giant explosion that blew Damien upwards. He landed on the ground safely due to spinning on his descent.

"And that's a wrap baby!!! Now that the action's done, this show is whack and I'm out. But before I go, Phoenix...you are the best baby!" Damien exclaimed with Lia smacking him behind the head for that.

"Watch when we escape Damien, you are so getting an earful of a speech from me." Lia stated, a blush on her face but Damien was oblivious to it.

"Well right now, we have a sexy hawk lady to deal with." Damien replied with a snarl on his face.

Phoenix pulled out an archer's bow with a bunch of red and green arrows and shot two towards the duo, their shirts getting snipped and pinned down to a tree. The crimson hawk walked over with her bow pointed towards Damien's head, a green arrow locked and loaded.

"Any last words Damien Angels?" the hawk asked adding to the suspense.

"OH HEAVENS NO!!!" Damien screamed and before the arrow was shot, a gray blast ripped through the trees, knocking the hawk back with a mysterious figure appearing from out of nowhere.

The figure wore a black cloak with a crescent moon symbol on the back of it, the moon outlined in white and shaded in with a yellowish white color.

"Leave now while I deal with this girl young ones!" the figure exclaimed, Damien and Lia not hesitating to run from the scene, their footsteps becoming less audible with each second.

The figure turned back to Phoenix before charging forward, something in his hand.

Screams of agony echoed throughout the jungle with the sun dawning down on the world below.

To be continued...


A/N: Okay, this was a bit mysterious than usual. You'd think that these people would not be wearing clothes in the rain forest but you're wrong! Wow, anyway, who helped the heroes out? What shall happen to Lia and Damien? And what other secrets are in store? Read and review truthfully! See ya!