This is my first fanfic for MR. I love the series, and when I read the first couple chapters, this character popped into my head. I do not plan to make this a long story. But it will have action and other parts of genre.
Disclaimer: James Patterson is extremely great at stories… and I can never steal his idea. This is all him… except Di-Sas-Tor5105X. Or Disaster the Jeb/military/Erasers/scientists/Max & Co. /everybody who cares call him.
1
Introductions?
It's been many weeks, months, or it could have just been days. I am not sure who is a friend, or who is an enemy. All I know is that my two robotic wings are the things I can 100, enthrust my life in. I mean enthrust. My model was called Di-Sas-Tor5105X. But just call me Disaster for short. Should I really tell this story in first person or not? Well, let me just give it my best shot and do my best as best as I bestly can (I know I used best a lot. Shut up).
Disaster, a genetic experiment gone wrong… heh, oxymoron. Anyways, the experiment gone wrong because Sam, a new scientist in the so called School. Decided to call some of his friends and toy around with one of the test subjects. Unfortunately, they chose Disaster. Events as follow.
"Well what the hell happened here?!" A werewolf like creature appeared at what seemed like a doorway was now shredded by some claws. The werewolf entered the room and looked at a medium sized tube. In front of the tube was two shiny buttons. The button 'release' was pushed down. The werewolf sniffed the air. "Sam…" The werewolf the spread out behind was what… you may not believe me, but, they were wings! A werewolf sounds hard enough, but with wings!
The werewolf exited the room and pressed a little red button near the shredded door. An alarm sound, and 500 feet away, in some random hallway, Sam muttered some choice words I shall not say or ever repeat in my life.
"Sam! We don't have much time, just attach the final subject and let's get going!" Sam attached a final micro ship right next to the victim's heart. Sam, the genius he is, quickly used his skills to sew the victim back up. Not too far was a blood curdling scream. "SAM!!!"
"Right on time." Sam whispered. He looked in the mirror and washed his hands calmly. His long brown hair was in his face. Then was some blood. Like chocolate and ketchup… Yuk. He was wearing a lab coat with a blue shirt underneath it. He removed his plastic gloves and put on his square spectacles. He looked back at the mirror and saw the werewolf figure. "Now Samantha…" The scientist was cut short. The werewolf grabbed him by the chest and shoved him into a wall. "Where is he?"
"Now is that anyway to speak to your older brother?"
"WHERE!?!" The werewolf yelled.
Sam scratched his head. "I don't know. I left him on that table." Sam pointed with as much effort as he could at an abandoned table. "LIES!!!"
"Let him go, I am sure we can find the vermin, and have some fun." Another werewolf with wings entered the room. "You sure do look on the bright side of things, don't you Ari.?" The werewolf with wings sheathed smiled viciously.
Di-Sas-Tor5105X woke up with a headache, like a sludge hammer being banged on his skull. He felt stronger, yet, there was more weight on his back. He took a deep breath. Cold air. That means… Di-Sas-Tor5105X looked around. He was outside! But how though? But all he knew was, he was outside, in some sort of alley way. The experiment took a few steps side to side. He tried to gain balance. Once he got some balance, he walked to a newspaper dispenser. CRUNCH! Whoops. He accidentally ripped off the door to the newspapers. He grabbed one, the date read January 2007. No wonder why it was cold.
He has been missing for seven years?! How did he know that? Seven years? It just popped in his head. He walked over to a bench to lie down. This was too much. Another crunching sound was heard. He noticed, with amazement and fear was two silver, metal, robotic wings just broke… destroyed the bench. They had feathers just like regular hawk wings, except made out of metal (Duh). Di-Sas-Tor5105X just sighed; things have changed over these seven years.
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"Wake up sleeping beauty!" Di-Sas-Tor5105X eyes slowly opened groggily. Two giant wolves appeared with several other smaller wolves behind them. "Hello experiment."
Di-Sas-Tor5105X panicked in all of 3 seconds. Second one, he began to think, 'Where am I? Oh hey Samantha, why are we outside? Is this a new exercise?' Second two 'Ari?!? Oh crud! I remember now!' Second three, we can't show second three, it would just be wrong.
He looked at the two werewolves with tons of grief. He looked at their unfurled wings, their vicious teeth. The only thing he could say was, "Upgraded much?"
The two wolves took Di-Sas-Tor-5105X and threw him into the back of a truck. The experiment swore he could have heard a female voice, not Samantha, through the giant, thick metal doors. It said these exact words (sorta), "…if the Erasers captured that boy, we should probably save him." Another voice, male said, "Of course, Super Max to the rescue once again."
A few moments later, the truck stopped. Here was his chance. The experiment (because typing Di-Sas-Tor5105X is getting tiring) decided to break down the door and try to escape. He got ready to punch the door with all of his force. He released all of his strength, the door opened, and a female, with two black wings, blackish-brownish hair, and some ragged clothes just got knocked out into next week.
"Take that stupid dog!" The experiment yelled triumphantly, until he noticed, all erasers were knocked out, and he just punched a girl. What a jerk…
He got his change for what he paid, and got punched by a male with a strong bicep. "I deserved that did I not?" The experiment lay on the ground holding his nose, luckily, it was not broken. "Who the heck do you think you are?!?" The boy who punched him had two black wings with black short hair yelled at him with a strong voice. "I am sorry, thought she was one of the dogs. My bad." The female got up and looked at the boy. "Fang, let it go, I am sure he didn't mean any harm." The one called Fang, just scowled and walked away.
"Now, who are you?" What a frank question.
"My name is Disaster." Disaster, with his new name, just blinked. Where did that come from?
"Well Disaster, I think you should run now, we will take it from here." The female made a little shooing motion. But instead of going the way the female said to go, Disaster walked around her and stared at the others that were with her. "No, not until I know what is going on."
"How does he look?" One boy said. Another boy began to explain his looks. "He has black spiky hair, black jacket with white shirt, and blue jeans with boots."
Disaster looked to the left, two girls, a tall one and a little one stood there with a dog. Disaster could not make it out what kind of dog, or what color, so he just mark it as 'dog' "You know, it isn't very polite to ignore someone like that." Disaster turned around. The female was right at his face. Wow, she looked beautiful when you looked at her face. "Max, he thinks you're beautiful." Disaster turned around and looked at the girl.
Disaster just shifted his brow. "Can we start from the beginning? What happened to you guys? Why are you… why does… wings?" Fang came back and tugged at the… Max. "We have to go now." He said.
"Why do you guys have to go? Do you guys have plans?" The two kids looked at Disaster. "How did you hear us?
"Well, you said it pretty loud. I am just listening." Disaster then began to look confused too. It was obvious that they both spoke. "I think this kid is a whack job." Disaster whirled around at the two small boys. "You think I am a whack job?!? I'll show you!" He ran, no, jumped at the two boys. He then felt a huge amount of force into his stomach. He was sent backwards onto his feet. "Don't you DARE hurt my brothers!!!" The tall girl said.
"Hold up a second, lets find somewhere to go. Standing on a street with tons of Erasers is kinda awkward." Max said.
"Can I at least have your guys names?"
"Nudge"
"Gasman"
"Iggy"
"Angel"
"Fang"
"Max"
"Total!"
Disaster looked at the dog. It did not really surprise him, what would surprise him? "Meet us at the statue of Liberty in one hour." The group blasted off the ground. They were about 1 mile away. Disaster then hoped he had wings… Wait! He then jumped into the air straightening his back and… he fell onto the pavement. He looked at his back. No wings. Was whatever happened right now a hallucination? Disaster tried to think of metal glowing wings on his back. The coldness, yet comfy robotic wings. They had shiny tips, you could tell the difference between the metal feathers and tips of wings. Disaster sighed and looked at his back to see… those exact same wings. He smiled. They were about 20 miles down the street, 1000 feet above the ground. Disaster began to run and flew after them.
Iggy, small 8-year-old, started to hear a fast bogey coming from behind. "Something headed towards us!" Iggy yelled at the others. Everyone just turned around to see Disaster pass right above the flock with his shiny metal wings. "Was that…" Fang hovered in shock while the rest began to follow slowly but surely after the newcomer.
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