Chapter 3
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Fang
"Max!" I shook her shoulders. She was crouched on the ground, her knees pulled up to her chest. Her wings batted at the air erratically and I had to avoid them to get to her. "Max, are you alright?"
"Nicholas, leave her to me," an angel appears at my elbow. She's the blonde one from before that was speaking to Max. She looks young, even for an angel. She has glittering blue eyes and pure white wings like a dove's. Let me take care of her, Nicholas, a voice spoke into my mind. Did she do that? I thought only arch-angels could.
"Who are you?"
She smiles, an innocent smile, so different from Max's, "I'm one of the earthborn angels, and ironically, my name is Angel. I have a brother named Zephyr, a sister named Nudge, and another brother named Iggy. I was born on earth and so was my brothers and sisters."
A band of angels appear. One was the dark-skinned girl I've seen, presumably Nudge, her wings are brown as a hawk's. There is also a short blonde-haired, violet-eyed, blue-winged boy, and a tall pale angel, his wings were as pale as the rest of him.
"Oh my goodness, is she alright? What happened to her? Why is she in so much pain? How can we help? Oh my goodn-"the shorter boy claps a hand over Nudge's mouth.
"Excuse her," the boy says, "My name is Zephyr. But you can call me Gazzy."
I nod and the tall pale angel introduces himself as Iggy. He's blind, but he has heightened senses.
"Does she get this often?" Angel asks.
"I wouldn't know," I tell her, trying to calm Max down, "I've only arrived on assignment yesterday."
"We'll take care of your assignments, take Max somewhere secluded to rest."
I take Max into my arms and fly off.
Max
Maximum, listen to me, you need to have allies; you need to form an army. A war is coming, you have sensed it. You have smelled it in the air; you have felt it in the earth. It spreads like a plague, tainting all that it touches. Maximum, you are meant to save the world.
I wake up, panting, a cold sweat coats my skin. My head is pounding.
"You're awake."
Fang? "Where am I?"
I look around. It's night, and the air is thick and musky with a storm on the way. There's stone beneath me. Fang sits beside me, his dark features furrowed with worry. Was he worried about me? What about the emperor? Why am I here?
"Have you always been like this?" he asks.
"Like what?"
"You crumpled to the floor during breakfast. You haven't woken until now. It's been fourteen hours. What is going on?"
"Maybe I am going crazy, but did you just make your first speech?" I ask, incredulous. Fang just spoke four complete sentences in a row.
"Stop it," he snaps, surprising me again, "This is serious."
"I'll say," I stare back at him, "When did you learn to talk?"
"There's something wrong with you. I want to help you; Max, but you're making it difficult. It's not normal for someone, an angel especially, to faint like that. Angel says she was receiving some abnormal thoughts from you."
Angel? What has she got to do with this? And how is it thatshe can read my mind? What had I been thinking about?
Maximum Ride, keep your focus. Ugh! It's that Voice again! Without meaning to, my hands fly up to my ears.
"Max!" Fang flew towards me, his strong hands rubbing the spot on my back between my wings. What was this line of thinking bringing me to? You love him, Maximum.
"Go away!" I shout.
He recoils, shocked and hurt. "Alright…"
I couldn't apologize because at that moment, a massive wolf with ruddy fur and bright yellow eyes lept out and pinned me to the floor.