I really wasn't sure about this chapter. It was hard to write. Please review and tell me how I did!
Journal NOT a Diary!
Max's Journal
December 21, 2010
"Iggy?" Fang asked. "You left Iggy in charge? The last time he was in charge our house blew up!"
"It didn't blow up. That was an Eraser trick, remember?" I said. I laid down and used my backpack as a pillow on the grass. We were in a Canadian park, feet away from a subway tunnel entrance. That's how I found Fang - he was checking out the tunnel. There was no bomb, anywhere.
Fang sat down beside me. "I'm telling you, there's no bomb in any subway in Vancouver. I checked all of them at least ten times. Nothing is there."
I told him about Dragon Guy's trick for his escape, and how he was gone when we got back. "I can't believe we were so stupid. I bet this is a trick too, to get us out of the way so he can blow something up in a United States." A thought hit me in the gut like a kickball. If they blow up another hospital, I will personally hunt them down and snap their necks.
"I bet. And you said that Dr. M died? I bet she didn't die, either. She's probably in hiding."
"Yeah, I - you were there when we heard Mom died. You said 'you said.' I didn't say anything." But it was a good idea, that I didn't want to believe. I hadn't even grasped that Mom was evil, or dead. Or that she was responsible for those evil men, maybe even Cindy. Or maybe Cindy was in charge of Mom and sent her in charge if anything happened to her, like a godmother.
"Well, I -"
"GET OFF ME!" a voice yelled behind us. A boy with black emo hair jumped out of the subway tunnel entrance, trying to shake off two men. I saw a familiar tattoo on the arm of one of the men - of a dragon breathing fire. Dragon Guy. The boy lifted his head. Fang?
I jumped to my feet, as did Fang. My eyes swiveled between the two Fangs, the one standing beside me and the one fighting Dragon Guy. One of them was a clone.
"Max?" The Fang fighting Dragon Guy looked up and saw me. With a few solid punches he knocked out both of the men and walked towards me. "Who's -" He eyed the other Fang mysteriously. "Who's your friend?" Both Fangs looked as surprised as... anyone would.
"I'm not sure..." I said. My eyebrows raised as I looked between them. "One of you is a clone." Did anyone else notice that the Fang beside me was a little too chatty? The 'you said' mess up really made me realize who was the clone. I turned my head and crossed my arms as I watched the Clone Fang beside me.
In one swift move Clone Fang had my hands behind my head in a tight grip I couldn't escape. I flipped over and kicked him in the head. Fang grabbed his arm and jerked it back - in one gross snap it was broken. I swung around, tripping him, as Fang held Clone Fang down. "Where's the bomb?" Fang asked, ice in his voice.
"What bomb?" Clone Fang said. He looked at me. "Max, get this clone off me!"
"Liar!" Fang said, stepping on Clone's stomach. "Where. Is. The. Bomb?"
"You'll never get it out of me!"
Fang put more of his weight on Clone. "I know you put it somewhere." He put more of his weight on his stomach.
"I don't know where it is!" He shoved Fang down. Wow, that clone was strong. His glare switchedfrom me to Fang and back again. "I will be back," he promised. He unfolded his wings (just like Fang's!) and jumped for the trees. I heard the gasps of Canadian onlookers as they watched him fly into the clouds.
Then there was a BOOM! as the subway tunnel exploded. Bloody screams pierced the air of the people in the park and subway tunnel. Fang and I were thrown back from the explosion, with probably second degree burns, but we were still alive. The ground was scorched black with soot, a few screams still able to be heard of the hurt and wounded, ambulance sirens were heard.
At least one good thing came out of this. Dragon Guy and Scar Dude were right beside the entrance.
-Maximum