Along For The Ride

Faultering

Finally the rocky cliff came into my view, a black opening gaped and movement was relevant inside. I closed in with serious speed. Landing, I looked up and into a pair of guarded brown eyes. Taking in my opposers just as the brown eyes took in me. "I've come to eliminate you." I stated and analyzed the best way to take them down. The leader, known as Max, stood tall and alert. Her blonde hair dirty and her brown eyes hard. She was stiff and on guard, ready to take on me, what a fool. Behind her was an even taller male with black hair and dark, dirty clothing. He was towering over my height from even a ways away. Next to him, and on Max's left, was a girl with long, ringed, dark hair. Her eyes and lips were huge and her clothes were fashionable, but...dirty. And behind all of them were three others, two smaller and blonde with stunning blue eyes. But even still..dirty! Standing protectively over them was a towering male. He had dirty strawberry blonde hair and pale blue eyes. Eyes that saw nothing. I stepped back and stared with astonishment. This was nothing I was ever trained to fight. My whole life I was trained to fight blood-thirsty, hardcore, evil people. Not...dirty kids.
"What-?" I started. Then was struck with something that I didn't know how to comprehend...pity. Max advanced at me. "Who are you!?" She asked in a snarl.
-Max-
She advanced at the chick who claimed to 'eliminate' them. "Who the hell are you?!" She repeated. The girl in front of her had shocked the flock. She was a freak like them, had the wings and everything. But she sounded like a robot. Max heard Iggy laughing in the background, "eliminate us!" He mocked. The girl looked back at him in confusion. Max put her hands on her hips and stared her down. Nudge on Max's left and Fang on her right stood still. But Nudge was whispering to Fang. The girl looked at Max, her eyes showed one of the many emotions flowing through them, confusion. Max looked her over again. She was about the same build as Max, maybe bulkier. Her hair was long and brown, it cascaded down her shoulders and to her mid back. The chick's eyes were a dark blue with a ring of brown on the outside. She wore a navy tank top, cargo shorts, and black combat boots. If she wasn't trying to eliminate them, she might fit in.
-Storm-
'I can't harm children!' I thought to myself. "Uh, my name...is Storm." I said so cleverly, though my voice wavered with uncertainty. "I, uh, assume you're Max, the leader?" I asked. My form was neutral and not as threatening.