Later Losers!

‡ Fox ‡

Tch. I should've known the whore would've betrayed me... Ah well, kissing her was somewhat worth it. If only she could've been Ayre, then it would have made this whole situation completely worthwhile. After Greyson had tied me up nice and tight (I noticed his fingers twitching as they reached around my neck, no doubt resisting the urge to throttle me), Jett took his place.

He loomed over me like the self-entitled ass that he was, crossing his arms all tough-like. Oh God, give me a break. Jett raised an eyebrow and growled, "What are you doing on here?"

Well it's not my fault you were too stupid to notice me before... I shrugged and grinned cockily, "Just chilling."

One of Jett's dark red eyes twitched slightly as he glared down imposingly at my tied up figure. I tapped my shoe and looked around the airplane, glancing at everything but his scowling face. Hell, even the stained, fuzzy carpets were more interesting to stare at than he was...

"Answer the damn question," Jett seethed, his eyes narrowing to demonic little slits. My powers were half drained thanks to Racquel, so I couldn't turn into anything that could harm these people... And Greyson knew how to tie a knot damn well, so breaking the ropes was impossible. Well, the truth never hurt, did it?

"Oh, you know, the girl you dumped, right? Remember her? Well, she sent me over here to keep an eye on you or something, who knows? I don't know why the hell she'd care about you," I shrugged passively, enjoying every second of Jett's momentarily conflicted expression. He regained his cold composure and continued to stare down at me, until he abruptly turned away.

"Whatever," he muttered, trudging back towards the cockpit. Greyson nodded in silent understanding and came to stand in front of me.

His messy brown hair covered half of one steel gray eye that seemed to pierce my very soul... A chill went down my spine and I quickly averted my gaze, trying to think up my wonderfully clever escape plan. Hah. If only I were still thinking Rhys thoughts here, maybe it'd be easier to think up something remotely useful in this situation.

Damn it all.

Suddenly, it dawned on me that just because half my powers were drained didn't mean they all were. A smug smirk crept onto my face as I thought of how surprised that slut Racquel was going to be when I proved to her that I wasn't just a tool. This would certainly be entertaining.

"So, Greyson," I drawled, shifting in the hard chair I was in to get comfortable, "How's it goin?"

The third Digit shot me a murderous glance before looking away, no doubt trying to refrain himself from choking me to death right then and there. Jeez, these people were all psychopaths. They needed to take a chill pill and just calm the freak down. I shook my head.

"Just shut up, Seven," a haughty voice sneered from behind me, and I sensed the presence of a girl I was beginning to despise very much... The chick in question placed her hands on the back of my chair, long fingernails scraping against my back.

"Take your own advice," I snorted derisively, and I heard Racquel scoff with displeasure. She circled around me until she was directly in front of me, brow creased with the concentration of rendering me powerless.

Racquel swore under her breath and shot me a resentful look before stalking away, crossing her arms defiantly. I rolled my eyes in response. I must've been truly and utterly desperate when I kissed her. Nothing could beat Ayre. Nothing.

With Racquel gone and Greyson distracted--by what, I don't know, but he was gazing intensely out the window--I decided this was my time to make my dramatic exit. This would be fun. Mustering all my remaining power, I used it to turn into the smallest animal I could think of.

I shifted slower than I normally would have, shrinking until everything around me was ten times in size. The rope that had tied me to the chair fell down heavily, and I quickly flew upwards to avoid getting crushed.

A fly. Of all the things I could have freakin' become, I was a fly. To Hell with it all. Shaking my tiny fly head, I quickly darted back and forth between the rows of chairs in the center of the plane, searching for a window that was cracked open a bit. Or even a door I could fly out of. Anything to get out of this place.

"Eww!" A shrill voice squealed, and I recognized it instantly as Racquel's. She swatted at me a couple of times, and down the rows of seats came Greyson's confused call as he finally realized I was missing. Took him long enough.

Racquel was still attempting to squish me when Saracen bounded down the hallway, begging Racquel not to hurt me. "Don't hurt the poor guy! He didn't do anything to you!" The fifth Digit pleaded empathetically as she tried to restrain Racquel's flailing arms.

I quickly sped away from the two girls and flapped my wings harder, rising into the air towards the ceiling. They wouldn't be able to touch me here... Now if only I could find a door so I could get out.

"Fox! He's escaped!" Greyson shouted, saying the most words in a row than I had ever heard him utter before. There's a first time for everything.

"What?! Why'd you let him escape, moron?!" Racquel snapped angrily, turning on Greyson with a scowl.

"Maybe if you had been paying attention--" he started, but was cut off another angry voice.

"Where'd he go?!" This time it was Jett, leaning on the doorway to the cockpit with one arm, glaring at each of his companions in turn.

"W-We don't know," Saracen stammered nervously, looking everywhere but directly at Jett. She was obviously intimidated by him, but it wasn't like he could do anything to her...

They continued their pitiful conversation, but I felt a slight draft coming from the right of me, and instantly swooped towards the cracked open window. Freedom at last, baby! Racquel noticed the buzzing noise stop, and dashed over towards the window, eyes widening considerably when she watched the tiny fly turn into a large eagle.

I looked at her with smug eagle eyes, winking once before nosediving towards the ground. It was time to find Ayre, now.

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Ah jeez, that was a fail. XD But whatever! I posted it and now you cannot hold anything against me! >D

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