*Saturday*
Fang and I said our goodbyes to the Flock with various reactions. The girls cried and the guys celebrated. They were heading back to Arizona to stay with my family, while Fang and I ventured out to live on our own. No fair readers, you did indeed read that correctly. If you've been following my story your mouth might be on the floor right now, as you gape in disbelief. If you haven't been reading, keep up 'cuz I'm only going to explain this once. I'm a genetic hybrid, a bird kid. I'm part human, part bird. I have wings and I fly. The others like me are my Flock. I have various relationships with each member ranging from adopted mom, to big sister, to almost…well, never mind, I can't make myself say it out loud. You'll figure out mine and Fang's relationship later. Anyway, as time went on we fought evil scientists, lived on the run, and hung with the U.S. Navy. It's been a colorful time.
A few weeks ago an evil businessman named Mr. Chu kidnapped my mom. My flock and I travelled to Hawaii to rescue her. Yeah, I know, we get around. Anyway, we rescued her, took her back to Arizona to recover and gathered information to help find Mr. Chu as he was on the run from evil investors. The investors found him before we did and killed him, hence we found his corpse. Now, you're up to speed. Oh, and we "acquired" a rather large sum of money which we are now living off of. Trust me, if you don't already know, you don't want to.
"Do you want to land or keep going?" Fang asked. Didn't we just start flying? The sun was starting to set. I hadn't realized that we had been flying for as long as we had, probably a couple of hours. "Sure. Where are we?" I asked. "Springfield, Missouri." He answered. I nodded. We descended quietly into a dark alley, shrugging our wings into our windbreakers. There's quite a breeze a few thousand feet in the air, in case you were wondering, even in the middle of summer. "Food first or hotel?" He asked. I had forgotten that we wouldn't be sleeping outside like we normally did. It came with being homeless mutants. "Hotel. We can put down our packs and check supplies, see if there's anything that we need." I answered. In case you don't know me, I always have a plan…or at least pretend to.