AN: I really just came up with this a long time ago, but never sat down to write it.

Chase is not real, she is my Maximum Ride OC. Please Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING BUT CHASE!

I can see!

Thats all thats going through my head, the beauty of the colors that I could feel now becoming so very real to me, the bright color that make New York New York invading my mind.

Oh, and the girl in front of me.

She's so real, the first human I've seen in years. She takes my breath away. Her hair is long and black, much like Fang's, and her eyes are deep blue, a passionate color that I love immediately. She's about Max's height, but slimmer, if you can believe that. A smile pulls on her lips in greeting, and I'm amazed at how she shines. I smile back in response.

Some thing runs through my mind.

She was made to fly! But the thought is horrible to me, and I hate to think of this new, precious face to be turned from smiling to the in the unearthly pain the Flock and I had felt to many times in our short, twisted lives.

"Hi." She says, and I feel like jelly at the sound of her voice. Why dose this girl have such and overwhelming effect on me?

"Hi." I answer, my voice even seeming to have shape, like I could take it in like this girl, like this New York street.

"Are you lost?" She asks, her features turning concerned. I immediately feel offended, a natural way for me after hearing pity and concern in so many other's voices just because I was blind. But I shove back the rude response that I would have felt fine using on any one else and come up with some thing charming, wanting to make her smile again, just so I can see her shine.

" I was, but I think I know where I am now. But...." I trail off, as if shy. Where the hell are these flirting skills coming from? "Would you mind helping me find my friends?"

"Sure!" She says, flashing me that easy, glowing smile that I'm in love with.

Wait.

I'm in love with? I want to slap myself, but she would probably think I was crazy if I did that. I was in love with? How was I in love with someone I just met?

"I'm Chase," She continues. "Who are you?"

Crap.

My name! She would think it was stupid. I rack my brain for a better, cooler name, but thats an epic fail. I sigh and smile reluctantly at her.

"I'm Iggy. " I sigh, true shyness coloring my words, and I cant help but look to the sky, my natural home, the place that I could be soothed at, even though I mostly never even knew what it looked like.

It was beautiful to day. Bright blue sky, brighter than Chase's eyes, (All though not as pretty, to me) served as a bright background for warm looking, fluffy clouds, and a few pidgins flew overhead, there soft gray wings working to keep there chubby bodies in the air.

This takes my breath away, the beauty of the world around me, even if it is in grubby ol' New York City.

Having never seen any thing so beautiful, so clearly, having never seen a simple bird fly, this is like watching a star die, beautiful, breath taking, and leaving you oh-so hungry for more when its over.

Chase keeps that smiles on her face, and I swear to God its like she's glowing.

"Iggy? Its different, unique. I like it." She laughs, and I feel faint, really. It sound is wonderful to me.

Like hearing for the first time though dull ears, although my ears are the best in the flock. Why, God, why, dose this girl have such a powerful effect on me!?

"You act like you've never seen before, Iggy." She comments, noting me staring in awe at the world around me.

" You take it all in, hungrily....like this is your last time seeing any thing, or your first."

Oh, jeez um. Was this chick a mind reader or something?

"Thats wonderful. Not very many people love and are grateful for the earth any more. I like that."

I smile at her. "I'm glad." I say, when suddenly there a pounding of combat boots on hot pavement, and I see Max running though the crowded sidewalk, the flock behind her.

"IGGY!" She yells, and takes me into a bear hug. I hug her back, feeling a little bad to make her and the rest of my family worry so much.

But suddenly, my sight....its fading. I scream, and look around widely, then realize Chase is walking away, thinking I've found my friends.

Then it hits me.

Chase gives my my sight.

So I scream her name, and she turns, her face blurry and dull.

"Please.....come back...."

The Flock stare at me like I'm insane, and I feel that way, but I run to Chase and grip her shoulders tightly, never wanting to let go of my life line to this world of sight.

"Iggy. Explain." Max demands, and I nod.

"Lets go some where more private."

Max nods and reaches to take my hand, to lead me though the busy street, but I keep my hand firmly on Chase's shoulder. "No need, Max." I say. "I can see."