Chapter 1
Lost
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MPV
I woke up in a daze, slowly opening my eyes, blinking to get them to cooperate with the sudden light. I glanced around not knowing where I was. Carefully I struggled to sit up, putting my hand to my head when I felt the blood rush from my brain making me dizzy. When I felt my dizziness fade I blinked in the daylight, realizing I shouldn't be in daylight, I noticed I was in a small clearing in a forest, confusing me even more.
How did I get here? What day is it? Let me think, what is the last thing I remember?... Oh, right. I was just going to try to get some sleep after I was done with my homework, ugh homework, then I decided to take a little fly around until I was accually tired. Then what? Why can't I remember?!
My confusion flowed into frustration and slight anger. I shouldn't be there, I knew I shouldn't be there. But where was I exactly.
Think Max, remember. I was shocked, but not quite so suprised, to hear the voice. What do you think I've been trying to do! I thought, slightly growling.I rubbed my temples in frustration, trying to concentrate. I thought I could almost feel the voice sigh.
Suddenly I stood up and walked around the clearing taking in my surroundings. The clearing had overgrown grass in as many shades you could think of. There were deep violet and dark blue flowers growing in groups in the near circular clearing, almost like a garden. The trees surounding it were some of the tallest I'd ever seen, the light making the leaves seem like the shades of green and yellow were constantly wavering. It was breathtaking. For a few quiet moments I just stood there admiring the small sanctuary, forgetting my dilemma. Maximum. I heard the voice, snapping me out of my dreamlike state. She could hear the impatience in its tone, angered with that stupid voice for bringing her back to her frustrating reality.
What?!
Max, you have to find The Flock.
The voice said gently, but with a tinge of urgency in his faceless voice.
The Flock?! W-what? Where are they? What happened?
I was panicking now. I didn't know what to do without my flock. They were my life... my reason for everything. Where were they? How would I find them?
The voice never did answer my questions. As usual. I thought snidely. I sighed. Might as well get a birds eye view of where the hell I am. I grinned a little, then mentally slapped myself. Bad Max! No joking when your flock might be in danger. I thought to myself.
I ran, as far as the small clearing would allow, then jumped as high as I could with the lack of a worthy running start. When I was as high as my jump would take me I snapped out my wings and pushed them down then up again. I felt the wind on my feathers, and heared my hair rustle as the cool breeze lightly touched my face, assuring me that everything was going to be okay.
As I flew high above the tree tops I saw that the forest was much bigger than I'd imagined. There were great, big trees as far as any human eye could see. In the distance, almost farther than even I could see, I saw the small top of a house that seemed to be a cottage or small cabin of some kind. I decided to fly there first to stock up on food, realizing for the first time since I'd woken that I was starved. How long was I asleep? I wondered absent mindedly as I started for the cottage. I knew that if I had any chance of finding my fock I'd need to be fueled and ready for anything.
Hold on guys. I'm coming. I thought with determination.
FPV
Where the hell is Max?! He thought angrily to himself. Where the hell am I?! How did I get seperated from The Flock? I don't even remember leaving Dr. Martinez's house. I remember going to bed, then I woke up in this nightmare of a place.
All he could see for miles was dirt, sand, and a few pebbles. He'd been walking for what seemed like days, but in reality was only about five or six hours. Fang was completely outraged, that was the only thing keeping him going. He tried to travel on his wings for the first few hours, but he found his starving condition prevented him from having the strength to fly any further. So here he was walking on foot in a freaking desert, trying to find a way out and clutching to his life like it could simply slip away at any moment... and it just might.
Damn it! You'd think there would at least be one freaking cactus around here! Then I'd at least be able to drink something before I die of thirst! But nooo!... Wait, what's that?
He was squinting his eyes and trying to block out the sun thats radiating heat seemed to be focused on only him, when he thought he saw something in the distance. It was a tree! He rubbed his eyes to make sure they weren't just playing tricks on him or blurring his vision. When he looked again and it was still there he ran as fast as he could over the dry, cracked dirt beneath him. He was sure it would be much cooler than the deep black shirt he'd tooken off and tied around his head to shade his face from the unbearable sun.
Maybe I'll even find some water there under some of the sand. He thought to himself exitedly. I am going to live! I am going to find Max and The Flock!
After about 15 minutes Fang finally reached the small tree, so small you might even call it a big bush. But that didn't bother Fang, it was shade and that was all that mattered. This "bush" had just saved his life. He took a few minutes rest to gather his strength, then he started digging.