Wings of Freedom

Chapter 4

Willow: ThePrincessWhoDared doesn't own Twilight or Maximum Ride. She only owns her own characters and her plot.

Me: Why did you have to say it like that?

Willow: What? You said to do like that; like ripping off a band-aid.

Chapter 4

Willow's POV

I really wished that Flynn and I could fly like Harmony. It would've made things so much simpler. It would've made it that much harder for Nick and his pack to track us. I knew that Harmony didn't like the way we traveled- on foot-, that she missed flying. But she gave up it up when she and Melody took us in. Flynn was anxious to fly, like me. Harmony was going to teach us before we had to leave our home in Little Rock. Harmony had met Nick there. I had never liked Nick, but I didn't say anything to Harmony; she was happy for the first time her life and I didn't want to ruin that for her. She often says that she forgets that I am only five years old, since I talk and act someone at least twicemy age.

When we paused for a moment, we looked around. Nothing looked familiar, then again, there never was. I walked up to a tall tree. "Come on Flynn. Lets climb as high as we can and see what we can." I said, pulling on his hand careful of his nails. Both Harmony and I have scars on our hands from his nails. Not, that he means to do it.

We climbed as high as we could and stopped. We learned the hard way to know when to stop. If Harmony hadn't been there, it would've been messy.

Something glinted about three miles away. I focused in on it. Having hawk vision has its perks. It was a house that had a lot of glass windows. I looked at Flynn. "What do you think Flynn? Is it safe?" I asked. You may be ask, why ask a four year old if a place is safe or not? Flynn has the ability to tell if a place is safe or not. Flynn shrugged his shoulders. "Feels safe, but not safe too." He said. Unlike me, he acted somewhat his age. I looked around for Harmony. We were supposed to have met up by now. Somehow she always knows where we are when we get separated. I don't know how far we went, but it had to be several miles. "Smells different." Flynn said suddenly.

"What?" I asked surprised.

"Smells different. With Harmony, smells like doggie. Now it smells like flowers." Flynn shrugged, not sure himself.

What was that supposed to mean? I wondered. I shrugged it off; it probably didn't mean anything. We climbed back down the tree. I grabbed Flynn's hand and we walked towards the glass house, not sure where else to go. Maybe it was empty and we could hide there until Harmony came.

We didn't get far before I heard my tummy rumble. Flynn's echoed. I stopped and looked through the bags for food. From how everything was packed, Harmony had put the warmer blankets and jackets into our bags. I sighed. I didn't like it when she put us over herself. Hopefully she would find us soon before night fell; it was already getting a little chilly.

I handed Flynn a pop tart and kept one for myself. We sat down under a tree and ate. There was never enough food; we burned too many calories too fast. Before I could stop him, Flynn had grabbed one of the last two apples and had bitten into most of it. "I'm hungry! We have food. We eat food." Flynn said with a mouth full of food.

"Don't talk with food in your mouth." I sighed. I grabbed the last apple for myself. Harmony would kill us later, but at the moment, I couldn't bring myself to care.

A few minutes later, we were walking again. "Once upon a time, when walking in the woods alone, Hansel and Gretel disappeared and were never to be seen again." A harsh voice said from behind a thicket of trees. We froze where we stood. Erasers closed in from all around.

"That isn't how the story goes Nick," I said, trying to figure out what to do. I hoped that my voice didn't shake and stayed strong, like Harmony's would've. Where is Harmony? Is she hurt? Is she- no! I refused to finish the thought.

"But that's how your story goes." Nick snapped his jaws eagerly. Through signals, I told Flynn what to do. "Well, hate to disappoint you, but that isn't how that story goes either!" I spat. Then I grabbed Flynn's hand and shoved up the nearest tree. I climbed up after him. A hand closed around my leg, pulling me back down. "Willow!" Flynn yelled. He slashed at the Eraser's face. He fell back, clutching his face in pain. Flynn grabbed my arm and pulled up to safety. "Sorry Willow." Flynn said, looking at the blood on my arm from where he had grabbed me.

"Don't worry about it Flynn. I'm okay." I reassured him.

Nick roared then hit the tree. The leaves rattled. The branches shook slightly, making me and Flynn to clutch the branches we sat on. The smile on Nick's face could only be described as pure evil. He began repeating hitting the tree and shaking it. The rest of the pack joined in. The tree shook so bad that it was really hard to hang on.

I could see Flynn's fingers slip one by one. Then he fell. "Flynn!" I screamed.

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