Body Bag
A list of colorful words went through my head as I ran through the maze. Every step shot electric pulses through my skin. If I took the wrong turn I wound up facing an Eraser or a Flybor or an M-Geek. Instead of fighting, I had to turn and run, allowing them to chase me.
And you might be asking, why doesn't she fly away?
See, I thought of that too. I tried to fly away but after my first "success" by flight, Brigid had two of her assistants tie my wings tightly against my back. So therefore- Max no fly. Hmmm, a bit of a problem if you ask me.
I made my way through the exit and let myself bend over in order to catch my breath even though it doesn't help at all. My wings were aching from the rope that held them down. Brigid walked in, "How-many-times-are-you-going-to-make me- do this?" I wheezed like a dog that had just run the entire Tour d'France or some famous marathon. Right- Tour d'France is the one with the bikes. Sorry, my mistake. If you couldn't tell, I haven't been thinking straight I was so exhausted.
Brigid smiled and crossed her arms, "I'll break bones you didn't know you have?" We were in a silver room and I was considering throwing her into the maze to make her run through the electrocuted floors. Her red hair would look like barbequed chicken left on the grill to long. I smiled at the thought.
"Here's a question," I ask, my breath still unsteady, "What do you do when you're all alone?" Seriously, it was a good question. I mean- what do scientists and evil ones at that do when they aren't torturing people? I expected Brigid to say something alone the lines that she kicked kittens for fun and made children drop their ice creams on the pavement.
Brigid frowned, "We need you weak is all Max. Can't have you able to fly off again." I stood up straight and stared down at her. I loved being taller than her even thought she was six years older than us.
"Well- if you haven't noticed," I pointed to my bound wings, "I can't just 'fly off'." Brigid rolled her eyes. I suppose she was now learning that my sarcastic remarks never stop. I suppose I'll get another bruise on my face from her smacking me.
Just then a door slid open and Abraham entered. I placed my fists behind my back. As much as I wanted to attack, I couldn't. I forgot to mention the five or six M-Geeks that had their gun arms pointing at me- including Brigid's.
"You are a very selfish experiment Maximum," Abraham muttered while glaring at me. I was still bothered that I could see Fang's dark cold eyes and black hair in him. I hated that it was this man's blood that made up for half of the DNA of Fang's. "You seem to think this is about you."
"Anything about Fang has to deal with me," I snarled through my teeth. Brigid gaped at my response and Abraham didn't seem please at all. "I hope they don't come for me, I much rather have them live than save me. Their lives are more important than the world."
Abraham grinned in an evil kind of way. Remember, he's got evil down to a pact. "My son was foolish to become infatuated with you. Damn, teenage hormones, in a year you two would've broken up. You're just ruining 000002's life." He couldn't even say Fang's name. I spit at his foot, missing purposely by an inch.
Suddenly, a cold hand was wrapped around my neck and Abraham was pressing me against the wall in the air. Sort of like when Fang held Bobby Greene in the hair. I chocked for air. Abraham narrowed his eyes. "You're the reason the world is the way it is Maximum. Instead of saving it, you just postponed its expiration date. When will you learn that the only way to save Earth is to rid it of its pollutants- the stupid humans you protect and the stupid flock that helps them."
Brigid was now over Abraham's shoulder staring at me. I wanted to punch her in the face just as much as I wanted to hit Abraham- maybe more so because Brigid had betrayed us. I let her be my friend once upon a bird-kid's life. "You think you have nothing to lose but you do Max."
I snarled, "I'd rather die than let you use me to get to Fang."
"What if you died Max?" Brigid asked, "What will happen to your flock? I'd hate to admit it Max but they're nothing without you. Fang will just give up on fighting his true nature once you're dead." Then Brigid shifted her eyes on Abraham, "We should kill her."
The man who was Fang's father shook his head. He gave a small, Fang-like grin that sent shivers down my spine in a not-good way. "No, I want my son to see where personal pleasure will lead him. I want Maximum to die in front of me so he knows it's his fault."
"I thought you said it was my fault," I replied harshly trying not to be scared. My mind was going crazy with questions. How could he hurt Fang like that? I don't want Fang to see my death.
"Believe me dear, it is your fault but I'm not obligated to teach you a lesson. It's my son that I'm protecting and looking out for." I narrowed my eyes and wondered what I would do.
"You're going to need a body bag," I whispered to them.
Then, I turned on full Max- fighting mode.
Let it be said- I fought to the end.
I lost…because I hadn't died.
Which is what I had hoped for.
Song is "Body Bag" by Hit the Lights
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