Third person
The girl jumped from tree to tree gracefully.
Her brown hair whipped against her face as she took in the fresh air.
It was dark. She knew it was only morning but here in the forest it was as dark as night. The trees in this particular spot blocked out all of the sun. Down on the ground it was just dirt, nothing could grow on the ground for there was no sun.
The girl sprinted through the tree's dodging each one neatly.
She lived alone, always had.
She heard a small rustle in the trees and came to a stop.
She knew it was a large bird by the sound of it. Yum, breakfast, she thought.
She pounced up the tree, scampering up it at lightning speed.
Once see got to the top she managed to catch the bird in her bare hands. It was about the size of an eagle.
She was about to snap its neck when she heard another sound.
It was the sound of wings, but bigger then she had ever heard.
She let the bird go and dropped out of tree, not wanting to get too high.
She stood there in complete silence as she listened for the creature to head her way.
All of a sudden there was a crunch as the creature hit a tree.
She scampered up a tree to get a better look and her eyes widened.
She saw the creature was in fact a boy with wings.
She watched as the boy hit another tree and fell to his death.
She got closer to the boy as he lay there, twisted and covered in blood.
He was pale, but that could have been because he was dying.
His hair was what she thought was blonde, but it was hard to tell from all the blood.
She skipped over to the body and listened to his uneven breathing until it stopped.
He was her age and looked so pained, even in death.
For the first time since she could remember, she felt sadness.
She bent down and caressed the boy's head, running her fingers down his still warm cheek.
That was when she made the decision that she swore she would never make. She was going to save this strange boy.
She took a rock a cut her hand. She feed the boy the blood he so desperately needed.
Once she was sure he had swallowed a fair enough she pulled her hand away.
The boy was still unmoving, but she knew it had worked and it wouldn't show for a few hours.
As she sat there, still holding the dead boy, she wondered what it would be like to have a friend.
Just then she heard some people head her way.
"Iggy" they called and she knew they were searching for the boy.
With a pained heart she got up and left the boy.
She knew they would meet again. Iggy.
Max's POV
"Iggy!" we yelled.
After he left we had sat around awkwardly.
"Well we have to go find him or he'll never make it back" Gazzy said and we all nodded.
We took off into the sky but as we flew he was nowhere in sight.
We came to a forest and landed. The trees were so close together in was only stupid to fly into it.
We hoped Iggy had done the same thing and was wandering aimlessly and lost in the forest.
We walked around deeper into the trees and the sun disappeared the deeper we got.
"Iggy!" we called over and over.
We spread out just a bit, but enough to still hear each other.
There was blood-curdling scream and I ran in the direction it came from.
We all reached the source of the scream at the same time.
The scream had come from Angel.
"Angel what is it?" I asked running up and facing her, getting down on my knees to be face to face with her.
Her eyes were wide and she was pale, all the colour drained from her. She was frozen but her lip was trembling.
I turned to look at what she was looking at and my stomach lurched and I screamed too.
I heard Nudge scream bloody murder and Gazzy just burst into tears at the sight.
Dylan looked like he was going to faint and Fang just stood there, frozen in time.
In front of us was the bloody and torn body of a barely recognizable Iggy.
"Iggy!" I screamed, the first one to come to my senses.
I crawled over to his body. I didn't even have to feel his chest to know he was dead. No one could survive that.
I stared crying, yelling Iggy's name as if his name would bring him back.
"Max" Fang said standing beside me.
"Max" he said a little louder as I ignored him.
He put his hand on my shoulder and used the other to bring me to my feet.
I was covered in Iggy's blood and was getting in on Fang as he held on to me.
Fang had silent tears running down his face.
"Max he's gone" he said with a pained voice but I couldn't help but continue to yell things at Iggy.
He tried to drag me away but I fought against him.
"No! No!" I screamed. He picked me up and cradled me in his arms.
I buried my head in his chest and cried.
Angel and Nudge were still hysterical.
Gazzy was crying silent tears, trying to be strong for his family and dead friend.
He put an arm around Angel and led her away, mostly supporting her weight as she looked faint.
Nudge was on her knees, crying uncontrollably.
Dylan who had tears rolling down his face, put a hand on Nudge's shoulder to try and comfort her, but nothing worked.
He picked her up like Fang did to me and she just sobbed into his chest.
Fang carried me away from the scene, back to camp.
I didn't do anything as he carried me away. I just felt lost.
Today I had lost one of my babies.