Scarred ch. 3Chapter 3 - DeceiversScarred ch. 3
| Iggy’s PoV |
“I’ve got to do what?” I hissed at Max.
We’d gotten the avian girl into a hospital, alright. It had been tricky, having make it seem like we’d found her while taking an early morning hike on a nearby path. A hunter found us, believed the story about the bear, and called his buddies over with a walky-talky. It was then a matter of getting her to a hospital, which was easy enough, seeing as the small group of hunters had called an ambulance over. Against my will, Max made me sit in the back of the stupid ambulance with her. At least Gaz was
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"That sounds cool. What is it?" I asked walking up to Fang and Gazzy. They were listening to something on the computer. It sounded pretty cool. Like, a, a-- "The Tempest." Fang answered. Yeah, it sounded like a tempest, hence the name The Tempest.
"Good name," I commented.
"Isn't it though,"
I sat down on Fang's lap and he put his arms around my waist and kissed my cheek.
"I like the part in the middle, you know when everythings happening at once and it sounds all crazy, it sounds so cool." Gazzy said, then added, "Like, the middle of the storm."
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Scarred ch. 2| Max’s PoV |Scarred ch. 2
Geez. Of all things, I did not expect we’d find some girl being torn to shreds by Erasers out in the middle of the Rockies. There was something that I didn’t understand about it, though. Why didn’t she scream? I mean, anyone with commonsense would scream. Don’t you think? That girl was a mess; I had to wrap her up in a windbreaker before I let Ig take her. Maybe she was mute? Maybe the whitecoats did something to try “enhancing” her voice box and it resulted in her being…speechless?
I tried not to look at the girl’s maimed face, but it was hard. As you know,
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This world that I see is spattered in red- But you do not notice it, do you? I see black hearts, I see hard eyes, I see your soul, caged and begging to escape. I shall not help, though I have feathers. They are black you see, not white.
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