Disclaimer: I do not, like, own the characters because, like, as we all know, they are owned by, like, those other people that, like, wrote the two stories that I, like, crossed and stuff. (That would be my disclaimer if I was a senseless blonde. -no offense if you happen to be one lol)
Chapter One
Maxalina's POV
I glared at my twin sister Bellachay as she tried to take the last piece of French toast. Sure, she made them but that didn't change the fact that I claimed them. In this house, calling dibs is a sacred oath…except to Bella.
We might be twins and have this crazy telepathy thing between us, but I definitely didn't understand how we could come from the same gene pool. Both of us have light brown hair, brown hawk wings, and dark brown eyes. My hair has a little bit of blonde in it and so do my wings, though the wings are actually white/blonde with brown tips instead of plain brown like hers.
"Mom!" I hollered and Bella's eyes widened in surprise. Everyone in the house knew that I was Dr. Mom's favorite; especially considering I was one of her only two biological children. "Bella keeps trying to steal my food!"
Valencia Batchelder appeared from the top of the stairs and frowned at Bella. Even though she was part of the reason Bella and I, along with the rest of the mutants living here, were given wings and other special/abnormal abilities, I couldn't help but love her. She is a veterinarian now, having found her way out of the mind control that she was under while working as a doctor for the School.
"Bellachay, you apologize to your sister. And Maxalina, finish your breakfast before class. Wouldn't want to be late on your first day at a new learning facility would you?" Mom said, careful not to say the word 'school.'
"Where are the others?" Mom asked once Bella had apologized and I inhaled the remaining French toast sticks.
Mary Alice appeared at the bottom of the stairs, her white angel wings fluttering as she made a graceful entrance. Alice is our leader by default since she's the oldest; not that there's that big of a difference between sixteen and seventeen.
The short black haired girl showed up at Dr. Mom's house not long after the rest of us. She had come from a different branch of the School and only found where we were because she had a vision of us. She's psychic by the way. That's another reason she's leader.
Mom jumped back when she saw the pixie (metaphorically of course) behind her. She still wasn't used to the fact that Alice always knew what was happening thanks to her visions.
"Don't sneak up on us like that." Mom exclaimed, clutching her heart in a panic. Bella and I were giggling uncontrollably at the table.
"Sorry, Dr. Mom. I'll try to make more noise with my wings next time." Alice apologized, her coal black eyes glazing over for the briefest second, the only tell-tale sign that she was having a vision.
"Izel and Jacob will be down here in twenty-six seconds." Alice replied. Bella and I responded at the same time and both let out sighs. Hers was in happiness while mine was in irritation.
Izel, or Iggy as we've called him since he almost blew up the School while working on a 'project' for the scientists, has been dating Bella since as long as I can remember. He's the same age as the two of us but he never had any intention of going after me like I would have liked; instead, he took one look at Bella and was in love.
Jacob, on the other hand, does intend on going after me despite my protests. Its not that I think he's too young, being fifteen and all, but he's just not who I picture myself with in my head. He's my best friend though so I have to put up with his not-so-little crush.
True to her word, the boys bounded down the stairs twenty-six seconds later. The two were as close as brothers even though they weren't technically related. You wouldn't know that by looking at them though; you'd think they were high school enemies…and they probably would have been if we were normal.
Jacob is six foot five, a whole foot taller than me, and the biggest of our Flock. He has beautiful tan skin that compliments his short black hair and brown eyes. He looks like captain of the football team material or prom king nominee with his natural beauty. Not that I like him of course. I'm just stating facts.
Jake is our strongest fighter but that is mostly due to the fact that he can shift into an Eraser looking wolf. Not like the ones we fought but more like an actual wolf. He still has his brown wings when he shifts so its obvious that he isn't an actual animal.
Iggy, on the other hand, is a pale string bean with blonde hair and blue eyes. He is definitely our weakest fighter (even Alice can beat him up, and she's half his size!). When we were still at the School, he relied on his brains to keep him out of any physical test and instead created nuclear weapons and high clearance level hacking codes.
Its like brains versus brawn.
"Jeb will be here in fourteen seconds." Alice chirped, her ever peppy attitude nearly driving me insane half the time.
Jeb Batchelder is my father, creator, and residential psychopath. He was one of the main scientists to test us and I resented him from the first moment I laid eyes on him. How my mother could ever love him is beyond me.
Be nice to Daddy. Bella warned me in my mind.
We hardly ever communicate like this through our telepathic link, that I nearly choked on the orange juice I was drinking. Jacob looked at me with concerned eyes but I turned away from his gaze.
What? I didn't say anything did I? I taunted back, knowing full well that I couldn't get in trouble for this. Mom only had one rule in this house: if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all.
And I followed that rule. I didn't say anything about that creeper. I thought to her smugly. Mom also hated when I referred to my 'father' as 'creeper,' 'psychopath,' 'mental patient,' or (my current favorite) 'Butch.' (Don't ask me about the last one. It came to me one day and I found it amusing because Jeb is definitely not a big strong guy.)
"Good morning, family." Jeb greeted us as he walked in the doors. Various people replied, 'morning,' though it was probably only Alice, Bella, and Dr. Mom. The boys were busy shoveling food in their mouths that Izel was cooking up and I had no intention of responding to him when he called me his family.
"Have a good day at school, Max." Jeb said, emphasizing the word school just to get under my skin. He resented the fact that I shut down his only source of employment a few years ago and he had to rely on Dr. Mom's paychecks. It didn't help that since the Flock moved in (Bella and mom's request), he had to take two jobs to help support us. Lets just say that I'll never eat at Pizza Hut or Domino's again.
"Have a nice day at work," I said, whispering, "Butch," so that only he could hear me.
Before he could cause a scene, Alice shooed us out the door, telling us that we would be late if we didn't leave right this second. Jacob took off first, his brown wings flapping awkwardly since he was more used to shifting than flying.
Iggy grabbed Bella's hand as they took to the air. It looked incredibly uncomfortable but neither of them ever complained when their wings forcefully brushed against each other's.
Alice hopped in the air, hovering just above my head and scowled at my outfit. "Do I really have to dress you every morning?" She asked, pulling a spare outfit out of her backpack and throwing it down to me. I caught it instinctively and she smiled.
"You'll make it before first bell as long as you don't stop to talk to Jeb." Alice advised, flying past the house.
I glanced at the girly outfit in my hands and sighed. I knew it was no use to argue with the psychic because she was lethal when she wanted to be. I wouldn't let her happy personality fool you, she is the third best fighter; after Jake and me of course.
I walked back into the house, past Jeb at the table, and was halfway up the stairs when I heard someone call my name. Sigh, looks like I'm about to break my promise to Alice.
