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16 May 2008 - 01:22:34 am
Chapter 3

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I opened my eyes and looked at the pool of blood on the bed I was sleeping in.

"You really need to fix that wound up Max." The voice said.

I cursed my head off.

"Jeb you son of a..."

Before I could finish I fell flat on my face.

"I really hate it when you talk Jeb, I wanna kill you every time." I said.

The voice stopped. I looked in the mirror.

“Hopefully it looks worse than it actually is.” I said to myself. I had been shot in both shoulders and the stomach, and did it hurt bad? it was one of the worse pains I had ever felt.

"Good God, Fang where are you?" I asked

Maybe he’s not coming.” The voice said.

“Shut up!” I yelled.

"He's not, you're dead to him, he won't come."

"Yeah he will, if he cares, he will find me, you'll see, that is, if I don't snap you're freaking neck first."

"No you won't."

"Wanna bet Jeb? If I had a gun in my hand and had a chance to splatter your brains against the wall, I would."

“Wow, you can’t buy hate like that.”

I paused, this was someone else that was taking over.

“My name is Syler.”

I chuckled.

“You laugh?” He asked.

“Syler, it sounds gay, you with Jeb er something?”

“Better than the name Maximum, which sounds worse than something a retarded special ed kid would pick.”

I made a surprised face, to bad he couldn’t see.

Touché, Gay-ler.”

“My name is Syler you pathetic dummy.”

“Whatever you say Gay-ler.”

Hey, this isn’t a very cool make-fun name, but since I’m shot and half delirious, it’ll do.

“I assume you’re in distress and since you were shot, I think I’m correct.”

“No, I’m far from it, I’m in Hawaii sipin’ a martini and singing Coom-Bi-Yah.”

Gay-ler must not have like sarcasm, cause Jeb came back.

“How about you come back in before I take my men and send them in, and their not good with sarcasm, or gentleness for that matter.”

“Sorry, I pass, it would just be to easy, and nothing in My life is easy.”

I blocked out all the rest of the blah-blah-bla-bla-blah-blah Jeb tried to feed me.

“After all, I thought.

“That’s why My name is Maximum ride and shall be forever more.”



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