Fortune/Unfortune

[BeccyMwa]

So did I, now you both have 2!
2 I say!!!!!! You are special

[mrman]

Chapter 7

I was left alone for the next few days. My wing joints which I had used to smack the Erasers with were still throbbing. Staff of the school came in to check that I was still alive and to feed me, which was twice a day. Teddy must have been very busy with something for the past few days as he had yet to come out of his way to come check on me. I didn’t feel bad about that other than the fact I wanted out of my cage to strech and someone to talk to. I got so desperate that I actually started boring the walls of my room to death. Or at least they would have, had the walls of my room in which my cage was in been living creatures… Anyway, Teddy came to visit me about a week after the fight. He came into the room and sat down a few feet from the door and just looked at me with sad eyes. For a while I felt as if I had offended him with my actions of killing his kin. But something told me there was more to it than.
“William, you know why I’m here don’t you?”
“No I don’t Teddy… I wish I did…”
“Actually, you probably don’t want to know…but you need to know what’s happening… You see, there are a group of experiments known as The Flock. They consist of Maximum, Fang, Gasman, Nudge, Iggy, and Angel. Or at least those are the names they have given themselves… William… I understand you were at one time in a forum in which you enjoyed a fictional book in which they are the main characters… As you may have already guessed, it’s all true. Every word. But there is a slight problem. They are in grave danger. They are beginning to expose them selves slowly to the human society… Nobody in my line of work likes what is happening. We fear that if they continue to expose themselves they are going to expose this operation and all of us are going to be punished for our crimes. William, I understand this does not concern you really much, as you would get to go home, but all of the Erasers, those like me, and those who are evil, are probably going to die…”
He looked at me with a sad face. Something was terribly wrong here. Something had happened and he wasn’t telling me.
“Teddy? What just happened…”
He was beginning to sob lightly now.
“William… the experiments who no longer serve a propose are going to be executed…”
“Oh… so I’m going to be… killed… aren’t I…”
It struck me like a load of bricks. He had come to tell me that I was going to die. He truly has guts-
“No, William… you still have a purpose I don’t… my line of work has ended as it’s too risky to abduct more people to test on…”
I finally understood. He was going to die. Not me. Why do all the good people die so young…?
“Teddy… where is the flock now…”
“We don’t know… Maximum has found a way to remove the chip… we found it a while back covered in blood and in a dumpster…”
“Teddy...? What is the fastest way out of here? Like if you wanted to get out in case of a fire…”
Teddy was almost into a full breakdown now. He was starting to make the floor wet.
“Hum? Oh, you just go out the door make a left head down the first flight of stairs you come to…” He gave me complete directions outa this Hell hole. I don’t think he realized what I was planning. “And that’s how you get out. All Erasers are taught that.”
“Where are the vehicles located in the complex? I tried to ask everything with a sad tone so he wouldn’t notice my plans.”
“Oh, there’s normally a car or two outside in the lot…”
“Ok…” I quickly scooted to the back of my cage and put my back against the backing. I kicked the cage door and it broke off the hinges. Tip for breaking out of cages. When you bend metal, it becomes stronger. However, it also becomes more brittle and more prone to breaking. Teddy jumped back as he saw me eject from my cage and slowly starch.
“Your- your gonna get in trouble for that…”
“Yea… but I can’t let them kill you. You’ve been a great friend to me so far. Even if you pulled me in here. If you didn’t, I never would have met you…”
He looked a little teary-eyed. It was probably just from crying earlier. I can see why he wouldn’t have been able to work in the field.
“But-but your knocking on Deaths door here by attempting this…”
“Then let’s not knock on Deaths door, but ring the doorbell and run…”
I smiled big and wide. Teddy found my comment comical and we walked out the door which held my cage. A few people stopped us on our way out. His excuse was he was taking me to a training room for punishment. It seemed to work fairly well. That was until we had to start running from some other smart-@$$ Erasers who figured it all out. The alarms were off in minuets and we were running out the door towards a variety of fancy black cars with tinted windows in a dirt lot on the top of a mountain in the middle of no-where. What joy. Teddy, not knowing much about cars ran towards the nearest car which turned out to be jeep. Something told me no. I yelled at him and motioned him to the pretty helicopter I saw on a heli-pad he had neglected to tell me about.
“Can you fly one of those things?”
He yelled to me as were running towards it.
“No, but I know how they fly, and I can sorta fly the remote control versions… on the simulator…”
He rolled his eyes and mumbled about how the jeep would have been a better choice. I quickly pointed out how the copper was easier to see from anywhere, but it was the only one on the pad. There would be no one following us in the sky. He agreed to that part just as I finally got the rotors up to speed. I eased the rudder petals and moved the joystick carefully to figure out how sensitive the aircraft was. It wasn’t too bad. I probably would have been able to fly one like I was cutting cake on a nice day. But today wasn’t a nice day. There were people putting holes in this nice aircraft as we began our rapid movement away from The School. After the bullets stopped hitting the craft the flight was actually rather peaceful… Although I had didn’t have the heart to tell Teddy I had no clue how to land a hunk of metal this size. All I knew how to do was take off, fly it in a straight line, and last and least, make it crash. With the simulator thought I was able to hover, fly it inverted (only on special models which were designed to do this) and, land quickly. Shortly we were flying over a residential area in the mountains. Some small town in the middle of no-where. To where our flight was taking us, I had no clue… I put my helmet on with the microphone, because I had no idea what was ahead of me. I was lucky. About five minutes after I put the helmet on I saw two F-18 hornets come roaring beside me. I got a very abrupt radio call.
“You are in restricted airspace. Land immediately. Or be shot down.”

Chapter 8

‘Holy Crap!!!!’ I thought to myself. Not only am I going to have the school after me, but the United States Armed Services after me too!!!
“I’m-I’m sorry sir, why is this space prohibited? Oh please don’t shoot me down. I didn’t know…“
“I can understand that, the president is in town. Were you not notified?”
“I was not, sir.”
My voice was very shaky. I’m worried about our safety, and if I’m going to have to make a forced landing.
I took a quick flash back to my past in which I heard that the president has a nice 30 mile radius around where ever he goes. It’s to prevent suicide bombers from trying to kill him or some thing like that.
“How far am I into the radius of restricted space? If I leave this airspace will you let me alone?”
“You’re flying along the edge of the radius. Make a 40 degree left turn and you’ll be out in no time. I’ll have to check with my CO if you’re allowed to go free from there. I’ll be one sec.”
Radio silence. I made the turn until I had flown a good distance and I got a new message on the transmitter. It was a catch-22.
“You’re lucky. The president himself gave the order to let you alone. You’re off the hock. Can you please give me the aircraft’s identification? It is registered as a unknown.”
What a dilemma… What a dilemma… what a dilemma… I couldn’t possibly tell him where the aircraft was from. No way, no how. I’d get a forced landing for sure. That would not be good. Split second decision time.
“One second please.”
I took off the helmet.
“Teddy? How much do you trust my flying?”
“I dunno… you’re good so far-“
“Not the helicopter. ME.”
He gave me the blank stare. I could see the hamster in his head running at full speed.
“I trust you.”
“Ok, that’s all I need. Put that parachute on and, get ready to throw the doors open at my signal.”
I put the helmet back on.

Pilots view:

“I’m sorry… I can’t find the papers…”
I groaned. I hate it when I have to force land people. It means a whole lot of trouble for me.
“Ok then… I’m sorry, but you’re going to have to come with us and land at the nearest air strip.”
I was flying over the mountains. It was a really pretty day. I wish I was home with my kids… I don’t get to see them as often as I would like to anymore… I got the oddest message back from the pilot. Normally they obey orders. Apparently not this one.
“I’m sorry sir, but I’m not going to come with you. You’ve been really nice to me and bent probably a few regulations to help me. But I’m going to have to say good-bye to you.”
“ I beg your pardon? Please don’t make us shoot you down.”
“You don’t have to.”
A body fell out of the aircraft. It started to tumble and fall until he was able to pull the rip cord.
“Aw, crap… he ditched the heli…” I sent the message back to my CO.
“Nope, I’m still here. But not for long. Maybe I’ll see you again, good friend. Maybe not. In the case I don’t then good-bye. Just an FYI. I don’t have a pilot’s license. And I’m on the run from a privately funded organization bent on evil- CRAP!!! Stupid gas gauge… Um… Have a nice day!”
I heard the helmet flung down onto the floor of the thingypit. And then as I watched to my horror as the pilot flung himself out the door to the aircraft! There was nothing I could do… he had neglected to put on a parachute. As I was flying on the side of the aircraft with the door, I could see his face as he jumped. It looked of fear, and of joy. He gave me a thumbs up with his hands as he went by. The creepiest thing about watching him fall was of how young this kid was, and how he had been so professional with his acting. Well, other than the fact he was enjoying his jump without a chute-
“Glennard!!! Look at that kid!“
I was so preoccupied with my thoughts I neglected to watch him.
“Where is he at?!”
I was looking behind me trying to look for the falling body. I rolled the craft slowly to the left to get a better view. Nothing. But I noticed a moving object flying nearly under my hornet.
“Hey, Richard. Is that the kid from the helicopter flying or am I seeing things?”
“I see it too… He’s got his own set of wings…”
We maneuvered our crafts down to fly up beside him. He made a quick 180 degree turn and started heading back to where the parachutist was gliding into the trees. We took our hornets and made a quick of a turn as possible and began heading to come up along side him. My CO was yelling in my ear to tell him what was happening. I turned of my radio to talk to the CO. I put flaps down to get the most lift as possible as we approached him and came to a slow craw next to him. The helicopter crashed in the distance behind me. As I checked to insure I wouldn’t hurt him with my plane I looked left at him. His wings indeed were attached to him. They pumped with a smooth motion of a real bird as he propelled himself forward. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. He turned to look at me, gave me a hang-loose hand sign and folded his wings until they were nearly closed, and he dove.

Back to me:

I dove down away from the fighters as I was heading to the spot where Teddy had landed. I hope I looked decent to the pilots up there. As I was coming down into the forest area I saw the clearing where the parachute was. I spread my wings back out wide and made a tight bank to come back into the clearing and right at Teddy. I remembered the flap setting for my R/C planes and tried the best I could to make a CROW style flay on my wings. I slowed down dramatically as I came in. Just before I came to meet the ground I pulled up slightly and made short, quick, rapid flapping motions to put myself into a sort of hover into my landing. I came to meet the ground face first. At least I looked good until my landing. I was sprawled out on the ground. A few loose feathers here and there and my wings were wide open. Teddy helped to pick me up.
“William! Nice flying! Are you ok?”
“I’m fine… I’m a little shaken… Flying is a lot harder than it looks, but it’s still really fun. I’m just glad were free.”
“And safe.”
“That too…”

-mr.man

[lya4c]

thats good, mrman!

[mrman]

thank you!

-Mr.Man

[lya4c]

no problem

[Ranna]

That's awesome MM! Can't wait till the next chapi.

[lya4c]

no no no.

it's 'chappy'

[mrman]

LOL

here is next one...

Chapter 9

We were walking along a nice little babbling brick. No, not talking bricks for you smart-alicks. A stream. We trudged up and down small hills and over nice waterfalls. A classic forest. My wing muscles were a little tired from flying earlier in the day. Just one long day as it was getting to dusk… From the labs of the school to the middle of nowhere… What a day... What a day… We would have like for some sleep, but some cover from the School and not the government would have been nice. See, jail is preferred to me from the school’s idea of jail. But never the less, I like walking and hiking on an empty stomach. Oh, I haven’t told you yet have I? Flying takes a lot out of you and so does running from Erasers… So I’d give a lot for some good food. The trees were starting to look tasty… Having an increased appetite from my metabolism was one thing I do not see as a blessing. I soon found myself nearly falling over a few stumps of trees. The last thing I could remember was Teddy rushing over to help me.

I woke up lying on the ground in a cave. The strange part was there was light all around me. Wait, hold the phone. I appear to be under a large bolder covered in a green moss… and its raining. I slowly got up and walked over to where the rain hits the floor I stand on. Teddy is no where to be seen. I wish he was here to tell me where we are. I can’t remember what happened after I passed out. Why did I pass out again? My stomach gladly reminds me. So with nothing much else to do, I walk out into the drizzling rain and spread my arms and wings wide for the water to drench me. I like rain… it is my friend. I finish my wet stretch and refold my now wet wings to walk over to the near by plants. I had just remembered a few tips my dad and grandpa had given me. I was looking for miner’s lettuce. It looks like a patch of green circles with a small flower in the middle of the circle. While looking for the plant I found a nice big plant with big leaves. It’s not edible but it can serve me a purpose. I rip off a leaf and fold it a little to act as a cup. Catch the rain, drink it, catch the rain, drink it, catch the rain, drink it. Water taste good. I mossy around the boulder which provides shelter from the wet. Lucky me. A nice little patch of the lettuce. I pick a fairly large amount of the plant and return to the shelter of the boulder. I unfold my wings to cover myself up like a nice warm blanket. My body heat warms the water on my body and feathers, thus I gradually heat up to a comfortable temperature. This probably wouldn’t have worked as well with out my wings. They keep a large amount of the heat in. I sit there in the pain of my stomach as I watch the rain fall. I enjoy my tasteless snack while I wait for Teddy to come back. I know he will. He always does for me. Over the hours the rain slowly gives away and it stops eventually. I’m still hungry and he’s not back. I hear rustling on my left coming threw the bushes. I’m already sure who it is so I don’t even bother to move. I hope he has food.
“Hey, Dad? Who is that? Hey there! How ya doin’!”
Oh no… backpackers… hold on a sec… back packers + back packs = food. Mmm… food… maybe they have muffins…
“Hey there, are you ok there?”
There look to be at least 8 of them.
“Oh nuts… he’s starving-“
“How can you tell?”
“Operation Desert Storm didn’t teach me nothing about people. He’s starving. Quick get him some water.
“I’ve already had quite enough water… just food…” I said to them hoarsely.
“K…” He spoke to me while they were rummaging threw their packs. ”When was the last time you ate boy?”
“The other morning… I have a very fast metabolism…”
“I’d say… are you warm in that?”
“Huh?... Warm in what?...”
“That feathery cloak you have on…It dreadfully cold out…”
“Oh…” My eyes dropped to my wings. They were folded just right to make them look like a cloak. “It-it’s not a cloak. I’m… special…” I took the power bar and wolfed it down in a bite or two. Ever piece of food he handed me vanished from his very eyes. He must have thought I had a bottomless pit for a stomach. After a great deal of food I was full.
“You were heading back from camping right?”
“Er…” He shook his head “Sorry… yes, were coming back from camping… How can you eat so much?...”
“Er… I told you… I have a fast metabolism…”
“Its more than that thought isn’t it?”
“Er… sorta… I’m just grateful you came by… my friend went for food or something and he isn’t back yet…
“He deserted you?”
“No… he went to get food or something else… he’d never leave me…”
“Ah.... Why don’t you come back with us to town once your friend gets back? We can call your parents and everything. We’ll take you home.”
I just looked at him. No harm in telling him I thought… by the time he gets back to tell his story I’ll be long gone…
“Ok. I’m grateful for you offer but I can’t accept… I’m on the run from a place that performs illegal experiments on people and I’m also now running from the government for breaking a few FAA laws… If I get caught by the evil Experimenting people, I die. If I get caught by the gov. I have the press and media all over me. I don’t like either option so I made my own to run. To where I don’t know, but it’s away from both…”
The packers just stared at me. I was laughing my head of at them from inside. I feel much better with all the food.
“Er… ok… why don’t you come with us and we’ll get you some help-“
“Hahaha… you think I’m crazy? Don’t you? I understand that you’ve been very nice to me, and because of that I’m sharing some of my tail with you. I’m not crazy.”
I stood up and spread my wings wide in a stretch. Man, their eyes were the size of hubcaps…
“I told you I wasn’t lying…”
“Holy… are those real?...”
“Yes” I said folding them. “And I can fly…”
“Wow…” spoke a few of the kids.
“That’s why I have such a high metabolism.”
Teddy arrived at this moment in his eraser form with what was going to be my lunch. I’m glad I got to skip the raw rabbit. It didn’t look to appetizing… I explained a little more of what our situation was. We had a nice little instruction and they went on their way. As Teddy and I proceeded to move towards a city in general (I used my new energy to fly over large obstructions. Teddy wasn’t too pleased with me using my talents to my advantage. But it was all good in the end. As we were walking over the hills I noticed we were coming accost trails for hiking and the like. I reached into my pocket to have my hand come in contact to a large mass of paper. Strange, I never put paper in my pocket… I pulled it out to reveal a wad of $100s and $20s. They gave us secretly some cash to help us along… bless them…

-Mr.Man

[lya4c]

wow..... lotsa cash O.O

[BeccyMwa]

*ish amazed at the last 3 chappis*

[lya4c]

*starts clapping randomly*

[Ranna]

Awesome MM!

[lya4c]

yeah yeah! awesomeness

me want more lol

[mrman]

I'm going to try to work on some story this weekend. No promises though...

-Mr.Man

[mrman]

YAY!!! I wrote another chapter!!! But I'm at school so I can't post it!!! >.< When I get home I'll post the new chappie.

-Mr.Man