A/N: This takes place at the end of the Fang book, the current last book in the Maximum Ride Series. This is basically an idea of what could happen in the next book.
Disclaimer: James Patterson is an amazing writer, and I unfortunately do not own the Maximum Ride Series.
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One figure moved through the shadows, totally unsuspecting of the much larger figure following him.
The moon shone through spots in the forest trees and I could see a huge, hairy Eraser paw, reaching to grab the smaller figure.
The small figure spun, sensing something. I saw a flash of his face, and I knew instantly who it was.
"No, Fang!" I yelled, but it was too late.
Erasers jumped from the nearby trees, surrounding Fang in a matter of seconds.
I tried to fight to get to Fang, but my fists and roundhouse kicks slipped uselessly through the Erasers like water.
I fell back and watched in horror as the boy I loved was torn to shreds.
Suddenly, Fang's gory head was in front of me. Only his head. No body.
I screamed, bloody murder.
The Fang-head opened his eyes and spoke, cutting off my scream.
"Wake up." It said. "Wake up."
But I had started to scream again.
Wake up, wake up…
"Max, wake up!" Angel was practically on top of me, screaming at me to get up.
I pried my eyes open some more and looked into her angel-like face. Which I might add, is totally misleading. Angel had been scaring me a lot these past few years. Worry shone in her bright blue eyes.
"You were screaming again, Max." Angel said, frowning.
I pushed her gently off of me and sat up.
A layer of sweat covered me, and I could feel my hair sticking up at odd angles. But I was too freaked out to be self conscious.
I looked and in the doorway stood the rest of my flock, peering in, concerned.
The reason I called them my flock is that we are part avian. Which basically means that we have wings. We were raised in a test tube. We are the only family each other has.
Iggy, Nudge, Gazzy, and Angel by my side. Dylan was the newest member of the Flock. He was apparently made to be my 'perfect other half.' But I just wasn't feeling it.
The only one missing was Fang. That reminded me of my dream. Correction, my nightmare.
"I'm really sorry you guys. It was another bad dream. You guys should go back to bed." I said, wanting to be alone with my thoughts.
The Flock members, one by one, slunk back off to their bedrooms, trying to get some rest before morning.
Only Dylan and Angel remained.
"Honestly, I'm fine." I snapped, hating their pitying looks. Immediately I felt horrible; they were only trying to help.
Angel, who had probably, hopped off the bed and took Dylan's hand. With one last look, they were gone.
When I was finally alone, I laid back in bed, sighing.
For those of you who don't know, Fang decided to leave the Flock. He felt it put us in too much danger. So at Total and Akila's wedding, (they're our dogs) he left, only leaving a note for me. We had just started getting romantically involved. After all, we were both teenagers and have known each other since our stay in dog crates.
The Flock didn't like us together, and true, it was distracting and causing us problems, but we couldn't help it.
It had been a month or so since Fang had left me, er, I mean us. The whole time I've been having horrible nightmares about things that could be happening to him. Most of the time, I woke up screaming. Talk about embarrassing.
I rubbed at my eyes, which were itching with tiredness. But I did not want to fall asleep and have those nightmares again.
I reached under my pillow and pulled out the note. It was one of the only things I had to remember Fang by. I glanced at my hand and saw the ring he had given me for my "birthday."
(We don't know when our real birthdays are, on account of being raised in a lab. So we make up our birthdays and ages. I'm currently 15.)
The ring glittered on my finger, like a constant reminder of how things were.
I opened up the creased paper gingerly. I had read it so many times already, and I was afraid of it ripping.
I scanned the paper for my favorite parts, like when he told me he loved me. I saw the tear spots that were there from the first time I had read it. And at the end was where he specifically told me not to come after him, how it would only make things harder.
It took every ounce of self control to keep myself from going after him. Every instinct screamed at me to go after him. I would have been out the door a month ago if it were any other member of the Flock, so why not him?
It was then that I knew what I had to do. It only took many sleepless nights and tears to figure it out.
I would go after Fang.
I know the Flock would want to come with me to help Fang, but I didn't want to put them in danger. I would never put them in danger.
I wasn't sure if the Erasers were back for real, or if it was just a nightmare. Either way, the Flock wouldn't be coming.
I wasn't sure if I would even find Fang. But I had to try. Fang was really my other half, even if Dylan was programmed to be.
It was Fang I wanted.
So there it was. My decision. I would go after Fang.
I tucked the note back under my pillow safely, smiling. I was glad to be taking charge again.
I lay down on my back.
I stared at the ceiling, wondering how I was going to explain all this to the rest of my family. I had a feeling that they weren't going to like it.
