Yay! My computer is fixed! Actually it's been fixed for a few days now, but I was still writing this chapter so that's why I didn't post. Even though I didn't have internet for only 2 days, I was suffering withdrawl. Haha.

Anyhoo, I went to see Twilight at midnight on Thursday, and it was AMAZING!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Anyone who waited to see it on Friday night or earlier still has a shred of sanity, but I am proud to say I saw it at midnight. And the best part was I only got two and a half hours of sleep that night! Yeah that was alot of fun, 'cuz I had to go to school the next day. I LOVE EDWARD CULLEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Enough of my babbling, on with the story....

Disclaimer: When will the next book freakin come out?! Come on Jimmy! We're WAITING! Don't you, like, poop out at least 5 books a year!?

Chapter 7

Max POV

I instinctively launched into the air, and so did Fang. The Bugs attacked us head-on, and we had barely any time to react. I started throwing punches and kicks at random, while Fang tried to use more precise moves. I soon figured out that if you grabbed one by the back end you could hold on to it long enough to pull off its wings. Fang saw what I was doing and copied me. But when we dropped them, they burrowed into the dirt when they hit the ground. We pulled the wings off of about fifty of them, but there seemed to be more coming out of nowhere. Soon we were engulfed in a swarm so thick we couldn't see each other. We couldn't hear each other either over the shrieking the Bugs were making. The little Bugs scratched my skin and tore and my hair and tugged painfully on the feathers of my wings.

"Max!" I heard Fang call through the swarm.

"Fang!" I screamed in reply.

By now the cloud of Bugs was so thick they were actually supporting my weight, so I tucked my wings in so the stupid Bugs wouldn't hurt them. I still punched and kicked and ripped the wings off the little pests, but their numbers never seemed to go down. Suddenly the Bugs seemed to disappear, and since I wasn't flapping my wings to stay aloft, I fell from about 10 feet and landed with an "Oof!" followed by an "Ouch!" I looked up and saw the Bugs shooting back into the hole they had come out of. I heard Fang land on the ground next to me, and turned to see him sitting up and rubbing his neck. His face was covered with scratches.

"Are you okay?" I asked. He nodded and looked at me.

"Are you?" he asked.

"Yeah." I stood up and walked to the edge of the hole. I peeked cautiously into the blackness. It seemed to go on for miles. Fang came up behind me and looked into the hole, too. Nothing suddenly popped out of the darkness and attacked us, a plus.

It was still raining though, and the water turned the dirt around the edge of the hole into mud, so I backed up so I didn't fall in. Fang followed my example.

"What were those?" he asked.

"Really annoying," I replied. He smiled at my bad joke.

You still need to get out of there, Max. Oh, goody.

Why?

Doesn't this place remind you of something?

I looked around at the small ravine we were standing in. Déjà vu slapped me in the face. My eyes widened.

"Max?" Fang asked, sounding concerned.

"We need to leave. Now," I said hurriedly. He saw the panic in my eyes. Before he could say anything, though, the walls around us began shaking. I looked up and saw our little friends fly out of a huge crack they had made in the wall of rock. Large boulders started falling around us. I saw one smaller boulder, but still quite big, fall from the wall and fall towards me. I was too paralyzed with panic and fear that I didn't move. Time seemed to slow down, and I looked back to Fang, who was watching in horror as the rock fell toward me. He saw my face, eyes wide, and I mouthed the word, "No". I closed my eyes as Fang launched toward me as he shouted, "Max!" I felt his weight push me back about six feet, and heard a sickening crunch. My eyes snapped open. Fang was sprawled on the ground, underneath the rock that had almost crushed me.

"FANG!" I screamed.

I started sobbing, and rushed over to get the rock of off him. I pushed and pushed, but it wouldn't move. I cursed, then tried again, grinding my teeth and using all my strength. I gave one final heave, and the rock rolled off of him. I knelt down and held his face in my hands.

"No, no, no, no…" I murmured over and over again. I checked his pulse. Oh, thank god! His heart was still beating, but only small flutters. My tears landed on his face, and I wiped them away.

Angel, I thought. Where are you?

Angel POV

I looked back and saw those bug thingies flying after us. They were shrieking and it made my ears hurt really bad. And they were getting really close to Gazzy, who was in the back of the group.

"Alright guys!" I heard Iggy shout. "Let's show 'em what we're made of!"

He swiveled in midair and flew straight at the swarm. Nudge, Gazzy, and I followed his example. We hit the wall of bugs head on, and we were soon covered in scratches and bruises. All of us were punching and kicking randomly, but that didn't slow the bugs down.

I wish Max were here, I thought as I kicked a bug's nose through its head.

"Hey guys!" Nudge shouted through the shrieking. "Pull their wings off! It works a lot better than kicking!"

I grabbed the nearest bug and ripped the wings off the stupid thing and let it fall. I grabbed bugs out of the air around me and pulled their wings off in less than 2 seconds.

Angel! Drop 50 feet in the next 10 seconds! Iggy shouted in my head. I quickly pulled the wings off the bug I has holding and tucked in my wings. Iggy somehow alerted the others, and we flew out of the cloud of bugs as fast as we could.

BOOM!

Wow, that was a really big bomb. Where was he hiding it? I wondered. I turned around just as bug body parts rained down on us.

"Ew!" Nudge squealed in disgust. I giggled, Gazzy cackled, and Iggy grinned.

The bomb had blown up more than half of the bugs, and now they seemed ticked off. Once again, they shrieked and flew at us faster than they had before. I saw Iggy and Nudge tense to fight, and I tensed, too, my hands curling into fists.

Suddenly, the bugs stopped in midair, flipped around, and flew in the opposite direction. Huh, that was weird.

"Wow, that was weird." Nudge had vocalized my thoughts. (Even though I'm only six, yes, I do know what vocalize means.)

"Yeah, it was," Gazzy agreed.

FANG!

That was Max's voice! I gasped.

"Angel?" Iggy flew over to me.

"What's wrong?" His voice was worried. I stared up at him.

"Max and Fang," I said bleakly.

"What about them? What happened?" he asked. Gazzy and Nudge had flown over and both of them had worried expressions on their faces.

I didn't answer him, I was too busy watching what Max was seeing through her eyes. I saw Fang lying on the ground, his legs and lower back looked like they were crushed and bent at odd angles…

Max looked up, and I knew where they were. Without bothering to answer Iggy's question, I flew off toward where Max was. I heard the others following me.

Angel? Where are you? I heard Max think.

Don't worry Max! I thought back to her. We're coming now!

Angel? Oh, thank god! She sounded relieved and worried at the same time. Can you find us okay?

Yeah, we'll be there soon. I thought for a second, then asked, Max? Will Fang be okay?

She was quiet for a second.

I don't know, sweetie.

Hmm, would this count as a cliffie? -muahahaha!-

Fly free!

-C