DZMom, as in DZMom from Max-Dan-Wiz! Wow, first St. Fang and now you; I feel so honoured :) All Anti's are welcome to critique, as I love you all x
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Chapter Seven
Imagine if you will a look of sheer horror on my face; now amplify that by a thousand. That's my facial expression. A tracking device in my arm; no way anything good could come of this for me. I thrust my arm at her.
"Take. It. Out." My eyes narrow darkly.
"I'm not saying that's what it is..." she trails off.
"Don't care. Take it out."
"Max," she sighs. "It was implanted while you were young, all the tissue and muscle has grown around it now; if I try, I may permanently damage your arm."
To a normal person, that may sound like a convincing argument – but I'm not a normal person; I'm Maximum – ass kicking – Ride, and no White Coat is getting the better of me! I grab the nearest draw and yank it open, trying to find a scalpel.
"Max?"
"If you won't take it out, I will."
"You can't!" She grabs both my wrists. "It's too dangerous! You'll kill yourself!"
I open my mouth to retort with one of my many sarcastic and witty comebacks, when an echo of dangerously smooth voices penetrates the door. I freeze. My heart begins to race and Dr. Martinez's eyes soften with worry. I turn my head half an inch and she shoves me into a closet full of lab coats. I'd make some remark about irony, but I'm too busy trying not to crap myself.
"Can I help you, gentlemen?" Dr. Martinez asks when two men with good looks and model physiques step inside; she doesn't look impressed.
"We're with a Government agency and just wanted to ask you a few questions." One of them smiles. His teeth hare perfectly white and can become perfectly dangerous in an instant. "Have you seen any unusual people – strangers – or animals?"
"Why yes, I have." My jaw drops. She's going to rat me out! "There's a man, at the bus stop every morning, with a head noticeably larger than it should be; and the other day I treated a cat with three testicles. Does that help?" she sneers, every word oozing venom.
"Oh, cat!" One looks to the other. "Can we eat it, Jim?"
"No, Stew..." Jim sighs. "If you see anything..."
"I'll be sure to ignore it." She smiles tightly. "Now get the fuck out of my room." She literally kicks them out and slams the door behind them, and after a few moments, she opens the door for me. "Time to go home." She smiles.
"You're shitting me!" Ella's mouth slackens after I finish telling her about what happened at the surgery. "She kicked them both out?" I nod and she laughs. "That's fucking awesome! I would have had them shitting themselves too, but-" She's cut off by a kitchen knife flying just inches past her nose and slamming into the wall, the handle wobbling as the vibrations settle. Our gaze slowly switches from each other, to the blade and to Dr. Martinez.
"You watch your mouth, young lady!"
"Yes Mum," Ella mutters and silence falls over the kitchen. I nibble on a cookie.
"I...have to leave tomorrow," I say slowly and Dr. Martinez's shoulders slump.
"Alright." Ella nods. "It's been cool having you here...and...Well, I'm not going say something sappy – like saying you're my sister or something – 'cause that's just..."
"Lame." I nod too.
"Will you...at least come visit?"
I think about it for a moment. Jeb had always told me to act with my head – not my emotions, but since when do I listen to him? I grin. "Sure."
Her Mom is suddenly standing beside me, offering me a spare kitchen knife. "Let me teach you a few things before you go."
Nudge couldn't get over what Ari had said. The house was gone – did that include Iggy and Gazzy too? Moreover, what had happened to Max? Was she, and Angel, dead too? Was it really such a bad thing? No, she thought with a smile; because if they were all gone she'd have Fang to herself. No more bed, no more clothes, no more TV, but it didn't matter as long as she had Fang.
The quiet boy landed a few minutes later, brow rising as Nudge smiled. "What?"
"Just found a bright side to all of this."
"If it involves me in some sexual way, I'm feeding you to the Hawks." He pulled a tin foil package from his pocket.
"You went to town? It's miles away!" She sat up with a grin.
He shook his head and began separating the meat and the vegetables from the kebob. "Scared the crap out of some stoned campers. No big deal."
"Do you...think everyone is dead?" she asked around a pepper.
"I hope not." Fang gazed into the distance, his eyes softening sadly. Nudge's heart skipped a beat. "Oh look, there's Iggy and Gazzy."
"What!" Her head whipped to the side and the next thing she knew, Iggy and Fang were embracing. She let out a disgruntled groan. "You're not dead..."
"Well 'hello' to you too." Iggy frowned and Fang sighed.
"Gaz', can you shut her up? I've been putting up with this for days."
"Aye, aye!" The small boy saluted and let rip next to Nudge. She passed out and Gazzy eyed the tin foiled food. "So, what are we eating?"
I don't do sappy goodbyes, luckily neither do Ella and her Mom. Dr. Martinez gives me a sweatshirt and an old bag with some food in and the three of us quickly embrace; they're pretty cool, for humans, so as a token of gratitude I leap into the air and unfurl my thirteen foot wings and don't look back until they're nothing but specks in the distance. I didn't need to see they're awed expressions, I know how awesome I am. Flying is damn painful, every motion feels like I've been shot all over again, but I work through it and an hour and a half later I've worked out most of the kinks and scar tissue.
An hour after that I had reached the meeting spot, my stomach tight with worry. I was two days late – which is totally Fang's fault for not stopping me – and I couldn't help but wonder if they'd gone on without me; but in the distance, just as the thought had past, I could see four large birds in the distance. As I near, Gazzy grins and waves while disappointment flashes across Nudge's face for a split second. Fang motions down to a cliff edge and we follow him down, landing softly; Nudge's arms wrap around me tightly.
"Max! I was soooo worried, Fang was so mean to me while you were gone; I went to look for my Mother and he was going to leave me for dead!"
"WHAT!" My sight snaps from the top of Nudge's head to him, forgetting all about the passing look she gave me.
"I...didn't think you'd...mind?" he explains lamely, but his tone doesn't quiver.
"Didn't think I'd mind!" I push Nudge away and advance on him. "Do you really think I'd let you get away with it, and leave me out numbered three to one!" I reach behind my back for my knife, planning to put my new skills to some use.
"She's been making moves on me, can you blame me?" he mutters loud enough for me, and probably Iggy, to hear. I process this new information and relax. "Forgiven." I turn to Iggy and Gazzy with the intent to vent my anger at them. "I though I told you to stay at home?"
"We couldn't, they came after us!" Gazzy whines and gives me 'the eyes'.
"How? How did they know you were around?"
Gazzy looks up at Iggy sheepishly. "Was it the oil-slick acid trap?" My brow rises as Iggy rubs his chin. "Or the bomb?"
"BOMB!"
"We had some left over plutonium." Iggy shrugs. "But yeah, that's probably what pissed them off."
"But it was either them or us!" Gazzy suddenly looks fierce. "It was only a matter of time before the found us at the house – they probably knew where it was in the first place!"
I hadn't even thought of that and guilt grabs my heart, squeezing it tightly. I pull Gazzy into a hug. "Oh sweetie, I'm sorry, I was so caught up with your stupid demonic sister that I hadn't thought about your safety." I run my hand through his hair. "Forgive me?"
"Of course." He grins.
I smile then look to Iggy. "What are you wearing?"
"Clothes," he retorts. "What are you wearing?"
"I mean the colour, dipshit."
"Black..." he trails off and his unseeing eyes seem to shift to Gazzy. "You...little..."
"I have some spare clothes," Fang steps in. "You can wear them."
"Thanks Fang." Iggy frowns and steps into the cave with him.
Ten minutes later (I don't know why it took him ten minutes to change clothes), we're off to save Angel.
I don't think there was anything particularly funny, I guess this is more of a filler than anything. Anyway, Ari returns next chapter with a fresh new hair colour!