Oh my, remember last entry when I said there was flash flood warnings, severe thunder storms, and tornado warning for my area? Well when I published the last chapter Friday, the next Saturday there was ANOTHER flash flood, thunderstorms, AND tornado warnings for my area. Is that freaky or what?? I'm just happy I decided not to run the Coka-cola 10k. Could you imigine running a 10k during a thunder storm??? And sorry if this sounds a little strange in the beginning, I just needed Max and Fang out of the house. You'll see later.
Journal NOT a Diary!!!
Max's Journal
May 6, 2010
I woke up to a cold hand touching my face. Fang was standing on the bottom bunk to reach me. "Max," he said. "Let's go for a flight. I need to talk to you." He jumped down and walked out the door. I sat there for a moment. Fang needed to talk to me. That wasn't a good sign.
But I jumped down and got dressed. I met Fang st the doorway, he had a flashlight, and grabbed my jacket. It was still cold from the tornado a few days ago. We raced out of the house and jumped off the porch, taking to the sky. "Where too?" I asked him, the wind blowing back my rat-nest of hair.
"Follow me." He flew in front of me and smiled back.
Just a few minutes later we landed at the ledge of a cave. I recognized it, it was the cave Fang and I found the first time we visited Mom after I found out she was my real mother.
"So what did you need to talk to me about?"
"Promise me one thing: You will never, ever, talk to Cindy again."
"I'm not that stupid, Fang! She embarreses me on national television who-knows-how-many times, and next thing I know she's spying on us? I will never talk to that witch as long as I live!" I crossed my arms. I can't believe he would think I was stupid enough to talk to that demon again.
He nodded. "Good for you. Cause next time you do, you'll be sinking yourself in even deeper lava."
"Naw duh! That's happened every time I open my mouth around her! Now what did you want to talk about? You're making me mad!"
"Sorry. But listen, Max," he took my hand and led me to the wall. We sat down. "Something weird is happening. I feel, I feel like Sam and Bella are out for revenge on us. Is as well. For busting Bella. And they have Cindy's trust still."
"You FEEL? Fang, someone called just an hour ago and said they were under lock and key with a gaurd!"
"I don't know. It's like a gut feeling, only ten times stronger. But if it hasn't happened yet..."
Huh. Fang is the only one of us who doesn't have a power. Maybe his power is seeing, or feeling the future. Okay, that's weird. "So this is the only time it's happened?"
He nodded. "But I had a dream of them sneaking out when the guards fell asleep, and coming towards our house."
"Maybe you can only see the future when you're asleep."
"Possibly. But I also saw that they made an agreement with Cindy. She has a plan to get everything she wants out of you next time she sees you. Which she said will be tonight, or this morning, actually."
"How do you know it's this morning?"
"It's the 6th, right?"
I nodded.
"Then it's this morning."
"Great." I swallowed. "Then we better get back." We both stood up and flew off the side of the ledge. So Fang can see the future in his dreams. That will either help us, or get us killed. And knowing my life, probably get us killed! But Fang acted like nothing happened. Maybe he was just trying to make me feel better, or maybe he saw that this wouldn't be a big deal.
Like I said, that could, and probably will, get us killed.
We flew silently until the house came in view and I gasped. "Fang, have you seen that car anywhere?"
Fang glanced down at the driveway. A red Mustang was parked in our driveway, and a moving van was parked on the side of the road beside our driveway. "Yes! That's the car Cindy had in my dream. A red Mustang. And a van was following her."
I flew on towards the porch, Fang close behind me. What was Cindy doing here? No one was in the car, or on the porch. That means--
"Fang, you did lock the door behind you, right?"
He nodded. "I'm sure I did."
I opened the wood plank that we kept the extra key to the front door under. Mom had the other in the house. "Gone! Fang, this was where we keep the key, right?"
"Yep!" He walked to the front door and turned the knob. "It's unlocked, Max."
I gulped. "Okay, I have an idea. How many goons did Cindy have in her dream?"
"At least two."
"Okay, I've got Ella's cell phone. I grabbed it thinking it was the house key. I'm going to call the house and let the phone ring. I'll be at the front door and you be at the back door. We'll alert each other which door they come out. And I'll go ahead and call the police while I'm at it."
Fang gave me that stern look. "Max, do you know how risky that is? They'll probably come out the front door, that's where their cars are. What if they have guns?" I saw that look in his eye. He was really concerened.
I shrugged. "Then they'll kill me first. Give you time to run. And save everyone else."
"Max, just wait for the police."
"What if they have guns?" I LOVE using people's words against them! "Then they could have already shot the others. You can't stop me from trying."
He looked at the ground. "You're right. I can't stop you. Just be careful, Max." He leaned down and kissed me. Good, if I was about to die, this would be the only farewell present I would want. Just one more kiss from Fang.
"I will," I told him. "Now get to your station."
With one more good luck kiss, he ran for the other side of the house. I took out Ella's cell phone and called the police. They were about fifteen minutes away, but with luck Cindy and her goons would have already been caught. My fingers trembled as I dialed the house phone.
Here goes nothing. I pressed the green call button and prepared to scream for Fang, just in case. I heard the phone ring in the living room and shuffling inside. Something glass broke and shattered. I heard feet pounding the floor inside and the door burst open. I screamed at the top of my lungs for Fang. Wow, I never knew I could scream that high.
But it was a long run around the house. And one of Cindy's goons held up a pistol and pointed at me. I closed my eyes and prepared for pain and a bright light. But it didn't come. Not even a gunshot. I peeled open and eye. "You're not resisting?" he asked, amazed.
"You idiot!" Cindy yelled. "You're gonna get us caught! Forget it, I'll do it myself." She grabbed the pistol from his hands and he and his pal ran for the moving van. Cindy raised the pistol at me. I raised an eyebrow, daring her to pull the trigger.
I heard running inside the house. Ella's phone, which I forgot was there, stopped ringing. "Hello?" Mom asked.
"Mom! I--" A gunshot went off. I screamed and jumped to the gound before it hit me. Thinking back, I don't know how I got down fast enough. I guess nerves make you quicker or something. I knew Fang should be there any second.
I left Ella's phone on the ground. I knew Mom heard the shot on the phone as well as outside, and sure enough, her head popped in the window. "Max!" Fang yelled and ripped the gun from Cindy from behind. Mom and the others ran out and surrounded Cindy, pinning her to the guard railing surrounding the porch.
"Wow," I murmered to Fang. "They did my job for me." I heard sirens wailing in the distance. "Here come the cops."
"Did you get a good look at the other two?"
I nodded. "And I would recognize them anywhere. One had dark brown hair and a thick scar above his right eye. The other, the one who wouldn't kill me, was bald with a tatoo of a dragon breathing fire on his left arm."
Fang nodded as the police cars came into view and raced in the driveway to take Cindy away.
As it turns out, they had just arrived and didn't have time to steal anything. Mom's favorite glass vase was broken, but she was happier that I was okay. I'm just happy Cindy didn't have this. Talk about major blackmail!
--Maximum