– Third person –
"It's been over an hour." Megan whispered eyes darting to the door once again.
Shay shook her head, "You're patience astounds me."
Megan glared in reply.
"All that Max cares about right now is getting Angel out alive. You don't seem to understand that the longer she takes the less likely it is that she'll find anything left of Angel."
Megan shook her head, "You said you were family but you don't seem too concerned to me."
"The difference between you and me, Megan is that I can control my emotions." Shay said boredly, flinging another knife at the wall dotted with holes.
"This has nothing to do with being able to control your emotions, you're just scared to tell them your alive because then you're exactly like my Dad." Megan snapped voicing the theory that had been swirling around in her head for a while now.
Shay didn't reply and Megan knew that she'd hit the nail on the head. Trying to keep the smug smile from her face Megan stood up. "They've had long enough. I'm gonna go see what's taking so long." She announced marching over to the door and opening it without hesitation.
Max's P.O.V.
"We've narrowed it down but there's still a lot of room to cover." My father who shall be known from this point onwards as Jeb told me pointing to two large areas circled in red on the massive map spread over his desk. He'd been just a tad shocked to see me when I'd marched into his office and demanded he give me any and all information he had that could help me save Angel.
Of course he'd tried to apologise about the whole leaving me in hell for six years while he lived a nice cosy life but I wasn't hearing any of it. He'd given up after being interrupted every two seconds when he tried to talk.
After that Jeb told me that they had been searching for the HQ for a couple of years and had managed to narrow it down so that is what we were currently going through.
"It won't be here." I said pointing to part of one of the big red circles in the desert.
"Why?" Jeb asked looking at where I'd pointed to more closely.
"Weather patterns are totally wrong and I managed to catch a glimpse of the outside once and it's most definitely not there."
He nodded and scribbled out the red line and making the circle smaller.
Suddenly the door opened and we both looked up to find Megan looking very impatient. "Wow, you're actually both still alive." She sounded quite impressed. "Have you got anything?"
So Megan joined in our little family reunion until we had a smaller but still rather large area to search through.
– 2 days later –
Iggy flipped over the two unconscious teenagers lying in what was left of the hotel room.
"Nice work Maxie," He chuckled and I rolled my eyes, wiping my bloody knife on my jeans. Yes, we had averted to desperate means, I'd made Fang stay at the apartment because I know even if he did kill those Hunters that was a life or death situation and he wouldn't be able to do it again. Especially when he saw who we were dealing with.
The third person groaned from the corner of the room, slowly dragging himself over to a gun that had been tossed aside.
With a shake of my head I stepped over him and picked up the gun.
He cussed under his breath and I hauled him up by the collar.
"Now, for the last time." I growled icily glaring at him, "Where. Is. It?"
"Kill me." He spat and my anger boiled over I felt my wings shoot out and I could feel the sheer terror ripping through the boy – yes boy, he couldn't be older than twelve. "W-what are you." He whimpered wincing at my wings.
"Where is it?" I hissed ignoring his question.
He squeezed his eyes shut and shook his head.
"Listen, I can make this very quick and easy; I guarantee you won't feel a thing if you just give me the damn location. Or, we could do this the hard and very very painful way." I accentuate the words slowly and he whimpers. Yes, this was probably a bit harsh but I was running out of time, Angel was probably still alive but she wouldn't be for much longer if we didn't get the information we needed and soon.
He sighed from behind me and I dropped the boy. "I don't have time for this." I spat, "Iggy can you take care of this?" I gestured around the destroyed room and the three people dotted around the room.
He saluted and I jumped out the window, "I'll send Megan and Nudge over to help." I call behind me as Iggy starts to pour gasoline everywhere. Pyromaniac, what can I say?
Ok, that was a bit of a pointless chapter but I need to get back into things. I'm sorry if I contradict anything at some point but it had been a couple of months since I wrote for this story.
You can all thank fnickforever for this update and the (Hopefully) continuation of it. it will be a while between updates for the simple reason that I've got exams, I'm heading to the U.K. for August and I have four other stories that I need to keep up with. I might also see if I can get Island Paradise going again too but no guarantees.
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