Summary: This story is set duringish book 3. In this story the flock meet some very strange and very crazy mutants. And guess what! They can fly too! Hilarity of course ensues and definitely ramdomness. But as the flock get closer to these people they learn of a horrible secret that is likely going to determine the fate of the world if they don't survive it. . . and also their sanity.
On the OCs: There's three and even though they may seem Sue-ish trust me when I say that they're not. At all. They are based off of real people I know. Who live at the bottom of the high school social hierarchy. And love it. They look beautiful because they project their inside beauty to the outside. Also some of the events/conversations/ect that happens in this story have actually happened in real life. My real life. A lot of this story is exaggerated though when it comes to how the OCs act. But then again a lot of it isn't. ... i'm done now! :)
Thanx for listening if you did actually read my rant/summary. Just felt that I needed to put that there to clear up some confusion.
Okay so this is Jaded Expression of Euphoria. I used to be known as Infinitive Insanity and if you visit my profile you would know this. Or if you are subscribed to me than you know I have been writing for Naruto. Most if not all of you don't know me but I had to write this. It's gonna be totally awesome hilarity on ice. Yeah! Messing with stuff is so fun.
Disclaimer: JP owns MR. I'm just borrowing the characters for the pure fun of it.
I. Love. Flying. Others dream about and I get to experience it! Really, it's great . . . having to fly through a cloud, not so much. So there we were, six mutant bird-kids facing cloud cover that extended for miles.
"Do we seriously have to go through this?" Gazzy questioned, motioning toward the upcoming mass of grey wetness.
"Well-" I began before I was cut off.
"Yeah? Like really? I mean like it would be really cool to fly through one but like wouldn't we get really wet and cold and stuff? Cuz I know that clouds aren't all like fluffy and totally don't squash together like marshmallows. I love how marshmallows make that squishy noise when you eat them. Why are smores called "smores?" I mean who came up with that an-"
"Nudge?" I said firmly.
"Yeah Max?" she answered perkily.
"Please be quiet and let me think for minute."
Go through.
Two words coming from the most annoying thing in my world, the voice that was literally in the back of my head.
'What?! Are you crazy? I was planning on landing until it passed.'
Go through. Trust me, things lie in await when you soar in the clouds.
'That makes no sense. What would await me in a bunch of clouds?'
No answer of course.
"Okay guys. Let's go," I said to my flock.
"I can't believe we're flying through a cloud." Iggy muttered from behind me.
"Not a cloud Ig." Fang explained, hovering at my right. "The belly of a beast."
So onward we pressed.
We'd only been flying through the mass of dreary damp grey for fifteen minutes before we all started getting the feeling of being watched. But I guess that would be normal with the foggy clouds making it difficult to see more than a wingspan around.
"Max," Iggy and Angel said at the exact same moment. Whoa, just too weird (unless Angel was controlling his mind, but I don't see why she would do that right now).
"Go Ig," I called as if I were a teacher calling on a student with a raised hand.
"I hear something. " He stated in a frowning tone. "Almost like wing beats. But not any of ours."
I thought about that before asking, "Erasers?"
"No. One is . . . fluttery. Maybe. I can't tell if it's actually there." Iggy informed me, sounding unsure of himself. "The other two are sweeping. They . . . They both make me think of bats but . . . I don't know. Neither sounds exactly like a bat's wing beat."
Well that was strange. Iggy could practically hear anything within a silent one mile radius. Even the sneakiest person couldn't get by him. So why couldn't he figure this one out? I had no clue.
"Angel?"
"I hear something too, Max. Thoughts, but only of two people. One is really jumbled like it can't concentrate on one thing for a certain amount of time. This person is a girl. The other only lets certain thoughts out. It's like there's a block around this one's mind. It's a guy and Max, he keeps repeating the name 'Gabe.'"
Angel was frowning by the end of her explanation, confused about something or other.
"I don't get it Max. The thoughts keep getting louder."
Louder?
"Max! Watch out!" Two voices yelled frantically.
There was a scream, flesh hitting flesh, and the sound of air whistling past something falling, fast.
"Max!" Five other voices screamed in unison.
One boy and one girl didn't see what had just happened but knew their friend just did something stupid. Boy looked at girl. Girl rolled her eyes at boy.
"We should follow her." Girl said.
"I guess." Boy sighed.
And both pulled in their wings, plummeting toward the ground.
AN: So this is the end of the first chapter of a new story. Yeah, so plz review. And flames are welcome. Seriously. No one has flamed me yet. Brownies with caramel for my first flamer. Reviewers will get baskets of assorted toys and sugary treats. And snow cones!
Sorry it's short and sorry I'm being a little quick and to the point. I just really wanted to get this chapter out by tonight. And if you are reading this please take a couple seconds to just send me a review. Please :D
Jaded Expression