Hi guys! This cute little plot bunny came to me through a variety of those "Max is abandoned by the Flock and becomes a goddess" fics. I felt like Max was realy the only one who got a fic like that, no matter how bad the grammar or how rarely it's updated. I felt like Angel deserved her own fic in this crossover genre, so here you go! My newest fic: Boulevard of Broken Wings.
Note: The ages are 17 (Max, Fang, Iggy) 15 (Nudge) 14 (Gazzy) and 12 (Angel)
I don't own Maximum Ride.
Chapter One: Betrayed In More Ways Than You'd Think
ANGEL POV
It was an overcast morning as I woke up on the bed I shared with Nudge. I could partly feel the cold from outside, as Nudge was already up. I sat up slowly, and stretched my wings behind me. I had always hated mornings, even before waking up surrounded by Erasers.
Dull light seeped through the window, and I pushed myself out of bed. I grabbed the clothes sitting on a chair nearby, and scooped them up, heading to the bathroom. I pulled the door open, and stepped inside.
The flock and I have been hiding out in this little abandoned vacation home for a few days now, it being surprising that nothing has attacked up yet. I combed through my light blonde hair, and was about to put it into a low ponytail when I noticed something black on the back of my neck. I lifted my hair, and gasped in shock.
On my neck was a barcode and a date. 08-27-14.
Only four days from now.
I was panicking before I even realized it. I only had four days to live. I didn't know what to do. I dropped my hair, eager to cover up my death sentence, and slipped on a pink tank top and a dark denim skirt, trying my best not to hyperventilate. I hurried out into the hall, almost knocking over Nudge, who was surrounded by a large assortment of hair products and at least 3 different outfits, in case she decided one wasn't good to wear on a Saturday, and whatnot. I looked at her face, and could tell something was bothering her too.
"Oh, sorry, didn't see you there!" she exclaimed. There was a look of concentration on her face, as well as fear, and when I tried to read her thoughts, all I got was don't think about it don't think about it don't think about it don't think about it stop reading my mind Angel don't think about it. I stopped, and looked at her with a curious expression.
"That's alright. I was just on my way downstairs." She yelped, and sped into the bathroom, locking and slamming the door shut. Almost immediatly, the shower turned on. Houston, I think we have a problem.
I skipped down the stairs, careful to hide my upset, and sat down at the small table. "Max, what are we having for breakfast?" I asked innocently.
"We need to talk." Her voice was cold as she spoke, and she kept her back turned away. Fang stood silently next to her, and Iggy and Gazzy looked up from the former toaster-now bomb as if they knew what was going on.
"Okay! About what?" I asked lightly, beginning to sound like I did before I found out.
"I think the fact that YOU'VE BEEN BETRAYING US TO THE SCHOOL!" she yelled. I gasped loudly. Why in her right mind would Max think I would betray my family?
"I- I don't understand. Why do you-" I tried to protest.
"SAVE IT! All this time, you lied to us, made us believe you, everything a lie." she interrupted.
Iggy added, "How else would the Erasers and Flyboys always know where we are? You're the only one of us that would do that."
"You're my sister! Why would you betray me like this?" yelled Gazzy. "Why would you do this?" he repeated, quieter now, tears forming in his eyes.
"I would never betray you, especially not to those monsters! All those time I fought for you, saved your ass-"
"All part of your act." Fang spoke up for once.
"You never cared for us, not even when I practically raised you." Max exclaimed. "I think it's time you went back to your masters and left us."
Tears were streaming down my face by now. "But Max..." I practically sobbed.
"Leave. NOW." she said, in a deathly calm tone that signaled she was completly and utterly pissed.
I stood up, and ran across the room. "I hope you realize what a mistake you're making. I probably would never make it back to them anyway." And as I spoke, I lifted my hair. The black numbers were clearly visible in the morning light, and those downstairs stared at the back of my neck.
Gazzy was the first to speak. "Ange, I didn't know..."
"Yeah. You didn't. And don't you 'Ange' me. You're not my brother anymore." I ran towards the window, shattered the glass with a nearby lamp, and took off into the sky. I flew farther and farther away from the people I used to call family, barely hearing the muffled cry from Max.
"I'm sorry!"
I landed in Central Park hours later, exhausted. I wasn't as used to the long flights as they were, so this flight completly wore me out. I stumbled over to an empty park bench, tucking my wings into my shirt. I sat for a long time, thinking over the day. The hate, then a sudden burst of caring. I know they didn't really care about me. They only cared because non of us wanted to see another recombinant die. Too many had already.
With a bit of my strength regained, I walked down the pathways, finding an IHOP right outside the entrance. I shuffled inside, and I was seated at a table.
"Aren't you a little young to be out this late alone?" The perky blonde waitress asked me, uneasiness seeping through her words.
I reached into her mind, and entered the idea that it was perfectly normal for a girl my age to be out so late, and that the amount of food I ordered was completly natural. She walked into the kitchen, and I searched through the pocket of my pants. Inside, surprisingly enough, was Max's old debit card, which she lent to me a few days ago to buy some food nearby. I had no clue how much money was on it, but I would try to use it in the next few days.
A dark blue ribbon that had been in my hair the previous day was curled around a folded piece of paper. I opened the paper, to find it was a picture of the flock together. Everyone looked happy, without a care in the world. I slammed it onto the table, ripped myself out, then tore the rest of the picture to shreds. I began sobbing my eyes out, staining the piece that had myself on it. The strips had just settled on the table, when the waitress decided to return, holding a large tray of food.
"Alright, I've got a chocolate chip pancake platter, with bacon, a belgian waffle combo, a large..." She trailed off as she saw the shreds of paper, parts of faces still visible, and my tearstained face. "Sweetie, what's wrong? Everything okay?"
"They kicked me out. They told me I was betaying them, and they kicked me out. I- I don't know what to do now." I began crying harder, and the waitress put her arm around my shoulders.
"Don't worry, sweetheart. It's not that bad. I was kicked out myself, when I was little. I know what you're going through." she tried to comfort me. I pushed her arm away, and began yelling.
"You don't know what we'd been through together! They practically raised me from birth. I mean, for God's sake, we grew up in a labratory, being experimented on and tested! We've fought together, cried together, helped each other escape, and they just kick me out like I'm a worthless piece of trash!" I begin to break down again, and the woman stared curiously at me.
"A labratory? Are you serious?" she asked skeptically.
"Completly serious. Those monsters thought they were creating a better mankind, but they didn't realize how horrible they were. One of my family lost his sight because of their cruelty." The woman looked shocked, as did most everyone who found out about the School.
"Oh sweetie, I'm so sorry." She sat down, and looked into my eyes. "Tell you what. Tonight, you can stay with me. I'll help you get a new start." In her eyes, I saw the caring I had only seen once, from- No. That was all fake. This, this was really love.
"Alright. I guess that'll be good." I said, and I grabbed one of the pancakes and began eating.
Well, what did you think? I hope you liked my idea, and many more updates will be coming soon.
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~AriRee
