I flew hard with Angel curled into my arms, still unconscious and Fang trying to keep up next to me. Buffy and Epic were in front of us, forming a sort of V-shape.

That was when the uproar happened.

Before we knew it, you could hear the heaving chopping of helicopters and the engine roars of hummers racing behind us.

"Shit!" Epic growled over the harsh wind. "In front! Now!" she commanded. Fang and I nodded and pulled ahead of the two lookouts, watching as Buffy quickly adjusted her hold on Epic so that she was suspended by one arm, a gleaming handgun in the other.

"Whatever happens, you two keep going!" Buffy yelled as we passed her. I kept anxiously looking back as Epic rapid-fired at the machine gun armed meat heads in the vehicles, both air and ground. After downing two helicopter crews and a hummer, the loud gunshots abruptly stopped.

"Ammo out on one!" Epic barked. "Resort to defensive tactics!"

"Sir!" Buffy saluted with her free arm. "Get ready for a show, lovebirds!" I don't know how I managed to fly while watching this with my head twisted so I was looking backwards, but I did, and I was amazed.

All of the sudden, Buffy teleported, letting Epic fall a few feet before appearing beneath her, grabbing one of her boot-clad feet so she was dangling upside-down. Now having both hands free, Epic grabbed a high-tech looking sphere from her boot.

"Deploying Tesla grenade one!" She threw the sphere with expert aim, having it crash through a hummer windshield. A huge burst of electricity erupted inside the vehicle, a flurry of panicked shrieks following right after as the vehicle drifted off course, crashing into another. Another hummer just took it's place, gun fire beginning to fly past us.

Epic kept throwing more and more strange weaponry at them, eliminating a good portion of them. She slipped a hand into her boot, looking for more.

"Son of a- I'm out! Evasive maneuvers!" She yelled towards her pink-haired companion.

"Sir! Formation Windsw-!" Buffy's response was cut off by her pained shriek. Blood began dripping down her leg as she struggled to keep her altitude. "I'm hit!" she cried, her face contorting in agony. Panic crossed on all of our faces. Epic didn't hesitate to yell out more orders.

"Fang! I'm gonna need a lift! Buffy, teleport back, now."

"I can't leave you out here!" Buffy protested, her flying becoming wobbly.

"That was an order, Buffs!" Epic said sharply. Before Fang could turn around, I dumped Angel in his arms and flew to Buffy.

"What are you doing?!" Fang asked, adjusting Angel in his arms. I didn't answer. Like hell I was going to let them do this all by themselves. I've been nothing but a burden to all of these people.

I snatched Epic out of Buffy's arms, carrying her by both wrists. Buffy's face showed an apologetic look as her entire body disappeared into thin air, to safety, hopefully.

"What are we gonna do?" Fang asked, keeping his firm grip on my precious sister. Epic's eyebrows furrowed as her purple eyes darted from the armada of hummers and helicopters inching closer to us to my little sister. Her eyes widened as a mischievous grin spread on her usually stern face.

"Max. Drop me." She said bluntly.

"What?! Are you crazy?!" I shrieked, tightening my grip on her wrists.

"You heard me." she replied curtly. "I want you to drop me and fly as high up in the sky as possible."

"No! You'll get hurt!"

"Listen up, birdkid!" Epic yelled. "My best friend got shot to save your ass! You're going to do what I fucking say, now." The seriousness of her order made shivers crawl up my spine, and I nodded with a small gulp. I reluctantly loosened my grip on her, letting my fingers drop her. I only looked at her fall for a millisecond, before shooting straight up, where Fang was already going. I flew so fast, tears streamed out of my eyes. I only imagined Epic crashing into the ground brutally, at the mercy of the sci-

"TASTE MY FORCEFIELDS, WHITECOATS!" Epic's battle cry was loud enough to be heard over the howling wind. In a loud boom, similar to the sound of warping metal and the sound of crackling lighting, a huge sphere of electricity exploded, destroying every vehicle and helicopter that touches it in a eruption of flames and smoke. The field stretched higher and wider, the static waves fluxing with every inch of expansion. After the last helicopter was reduced to ashes, the field was sucked back in, disappearing completely. Fang and I hovered a bit, staring in awe.

"Let's go get her." Fang said, smiling crookedly at me.

BOOP. LINE BREAK MODE ACTIVATED.

We landed in the middle of the freshly made, smoking crater where Epic was hunched over on her knees, using her elbows to support her panting body. Her now dirt-stained, purple boots stuck out in the charred remains of hummers and helicopters that now speckled the land. At the sound of our feet connecting to the ground, she lazily lifted her head to look up at us, a smile adorning her exhausted face.

"I call that move 'The Epic Bomb'" she panted. Letting out a sigh, she extended a shaky arm towards me. "Now take me home so Buffs know I'm not dead."

Well, that's better. More of Epic and Buffy in action. Speaking of those two, I was thinking of making a fanfic about them before they were kidnapped and basically how they got to their position on lookout. Sort of like a character background. If you guys want me to write something like that, I'd be more than happy to. But I probably wouldn't start it until this fic was finished. I know this chappy was a bit short, but it was totally necessary.

Stay insane, my friends.

-Completely Unstable