So Sorry (I say that a lot now) that I haven't updated.
I do this dumb thing where I type my stories on my phone before forgetting I can't transfer them to my computer. *sighs*
If you're a follower of my other story I'll (hopefully) be updating later tonight.
Sorry again, enjoy.
"Problem?" I asked Jace as we walked into the forest. He turned sharply, his eyes practically flaming. "Yes Max, there is a problem. Judging by the other members, I didn't think that it would be this..." he paused and rotated his hands slightly, searching for the right word. "Horrific." He said finally, now meeting my eye. "What do you mean?" I asked dumbly earning my an - Are you crazy? - look from Jace.
"There was a stick in it's neck Max. It's not like a knife or a bullet which goes in easy; it was a piece of dead branch." He told me. When I didn't answer he sucked in his breath loudly. "You know, I didn't know that there was going to be so much... blood. And I didn't want Caige, or any of them for that matter, to see it without a warning." He lectured and I lost my gaze on him, now pondering it myself.
"He's not normally like that." I muttered, but then again, I hadn't seen them for two years. Maybe that was how Fang acted now. "Well then tell me what it's normally like." Jace demanded, crossing his arms. I looked him straight in the eye. It was still new to them, this whole –kill or be killed- thing. They hadn't had as many what my ex-flock would call "life experiences" yet. So I made up my mind.
"You can leave with them any time. Just walk out Jace." I said firmly and all too seriously. In fact, I wasn't sure I even wanted them to meet my ex-flock head on. He sighed and came forwards to me, putting firm hand on my shoulder. "I won't walk out and abandon you Max." "Well then you'd be the first." I spat a little to harshly. His hands were at his temples now, eyes screwed shut with frustration. "Just tell me, how bad is this going to be? Stuff we've never seen? Dangerous?" He listed off things before opening his eyes, not removing his fingers from rubbing his temples. But he remained calm, something I wasn't always to good with doing. "Extremely." I answered truthfully after pausing. He nodded and dropped his hands before turning back towards the clearing. "Then I guess we'll vote."
We walked back into the clearing. Harmony was the only one there, rummaging through our bags. I looked over to where Fang was supposed to be, he had disappeared again. "Harmony, where are the others?" Jace asked. She didn't stop looking through the bags while she answered. "Scholar and Zen went to search for water. Crest and Caige are scouting- ah! Here it is." She said with a smile while pulling out a white bottle of which I had no idea the contents of. Something clear and chemically, that was the base of my knowledge.
Jace looked to me next. "I'll get Scholar and Zen; you search for Crest and Caige." That's right, he said search for them. As in, you go and scour the forest while I pop over to the nearest water supply. "Sure, give me the 'fun' job." I said sarcastically and put my hands on my hips. He only grinned cockily before he disappeared. I shook my head with mild frustration.
"Things will get better, Max." Harmony said mildly as she made her way back to Fang's disappearing spot. She reached down to shake him a bit. "Don't worry about..." She didn't finish so I turned to look at her. H hand had reached down through the air, but instead of hitting Fang like I'd expected it to, it hit the ground. And that's when it hit me. Fang wasn't invisible, he was gone.
"What? How is this...? I don't understand!" Harmony was waving her hands through the air above the spot frantically. I actually had to grab her wrists to make her stop groping at the air. "Jace!" She called out loudly. He, of course *insert eye rolling* was by my side in a second. "What's wrong?" He asked and I could hear the worried tone, no matter how calm he "tried" to look.
"Fang's gone." I said, processing it myself. "Fang?" I hadn't told any of them my name yet. Suddenly I heard a snapping of a branch and heard ruffling leaves. A few were falling from the tree branches nearby. Something told me he was in the air.
I latched on to Jace's arm and he gave me a confused look. "Get me in the air now." I commanded. He nodded without question and we both relieved the detrimental experience that is teleporting.
We were about 300 feet in the air when we finished. I opened my wings and started to scour the tops of the trees. "Could you tell me what's going on?" I heard Jace faintly asking as I searched. When I didn't respond he sighed, rubbing his temples again. "I didn't think so." He muttered under his breath. Suddenly, I spotted the leaves of a tree moving for a second before a rush of wind brought them floating upwards. That's when he appeared for a split second, a big back dot against the greenery. "There!" I shouted to myself before taking off. I dove downwards and started to travel fast. "Max, wait." I could barely hear Jace from the wind rushing past my ears. I just kept diving down, right towards Fang. My vision was barely clear as the air blurred my peripherals. But I reached him in seconds, not bothering to slow down.
I hit him at around 50 feet, completely ramming into him from above and wrapping my arms around his, trapping them to his side. We sped faster during the last ten feet as he tried to get away from me, but I held on tight. We didn't slow down, and we didn't stop falling until we hit the ground and made a crater about 5 feet deep.
My mouth was filled with dirt when I let go and got off from on top of him. I spat out the gross taste in my mouth as he rubbed dirt from his cheek, muttering small things to himself every so often, one I could pick up was "What are you, a car?"
When the dust clouds had cleared, he still didn't meet my eye as he scowled at the ground. "You're faster than I remember." I heard him say under his breath, like he was paying me a compliment. I had to bite my tongue to resist saying something cocky back. He stood and I followed, noticing something distasteful other than the blood on his face. "And shorter." He said it louder as he towered a a bit less than a foot over me. I scowled as I silently groaned in my head "another great reunion."