Iron Giant Flying Novels & Stories

Control the center, not conquer but control, an idea formed in my head, it was reckless and possibly stupid. Definitely painful but it might work. I took a deep breath. “Come on.” The beast roared and charged at me, the ground shook beneath its weight. Closer. Closer. Closer Now! At the last possible second I sprinted toward it instead of away. Gasps echoed throughout the arena. “What is she doing?!” The beast opened its jaws. I planted one foot against a rock and launched myself upward. For one terrifying heartbeat i was airborne. Are we flying?

The rusty scrap of metal sailed towards him, puncturing right through his left wing with a sharp thwack. Idris pulled it out and aimed it at Kat, but his unsteady flying made him lose his trajectory. The absence of the weapon that punctured his wing was returning his balance, but he took no chances and landed instead. His heels broke through the surface of the floor, creating a shallow crater with a crack that pierced the night like a gunshot.