New story! I decided to try my hand out on a 'Max gets kicked out of the Flock' type of story. This is my take on what will happen if she does.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the new Flock and new flock members (two different flocks. There is a difference).
Chapter one: Max
"What the fuck do you mean, no longer a part of the Flock?! Must I remind you who the leader here is?!" I shrieked. I'm pissed off. Bad words tend to slip out when I'm pissed off.
"It's not you anymore. We've voted you out," Iggy said calmly. I looked between him and Fang. They had dragged me into this room on the top floor of our newest house. Just to tell me this.
"In what function do the people vote out their leader?"
"A democracy." Oh, that's right. Stupid U.S government. (Not literally! That's just what I think Max would think at this moment!)
"Well, this isn't a democracy. It's a Maxocracy. And Max doesn't get voted out in a Maxocracy."
"Max, you're making this harder than it has to be." I scoffed at his words. Fang is still silent. "All you need to do is step down and walk… well fly, away."
"Well, it ain't happening. Sorry to break it to ya." I pushed my way between them to get to the door.
"No."
A rough hand grabbed my arm and slung me through the window! I hit a tree, fell, to the ground, and cursed mentally at my non-alertness.
"Ow," I moaned as I slowly stood. A dark figure landed ten yards from me.
"You're not wanted here, Max," the figure growled. I crossed my arms, thinking it was still Iggy being controlled by Angel.
"Ok, I'm getting really tired of that little girl mind controlling my flock! I'm not backing down!"
"Don't you get it?" I let out a hiss as the figure's elbow was suddenly in my stomach. Before I could catch my breath, a hand had me pressed into the tree by the neck. "It's all me."
I punched at the figure's arm while gasping for breath, desperately wanting out of this situation. I glanced up and mentally gasped at whose eyes I saw.
'Fang?' I thought right before he slammed my head into the tree, knocking me out.
~Line Break~
I jolted awake and sat up in… whatever I'm laying in. I looked around the space, slowly taking in my surroundings and remembering where I am. A tall wall of nest surrounds me. Above that are trees. Above that, a cage.
"Mom, are you awake?" I turned to look west at the sound of my son's voice. I smiled when I saw his emerald green eyes through the twigs and whatnot of the nest. I always said if the room is dark or full of smoke, I can at least find him because of his eyes.
"You should still be sleeping, Emer. You're going to need the rest."
"Stark's awake."
"Stark is also older than you by two years. Go to sleep."
"Can you sing for me?" I stood and jumped out of my nest into his. I gathered the twelve year old in my arms and sat down.
After singing three bed time songs, the young boy fell asleep. Emer's a sweetheart, a mama's boy. He grew up listening to me sing him to sleep. Sometimes, especially nowadays, he still needs me to sing to him. Unlike….
"I want out." Stark. My eldest son. He's hardcore just like his father. I walked over to him.
"I know. Stretch out your wings." He ignored that. Also disobedient to a certain point. "Now."
He sighed and spread his raven like seventeen foot wings. I touched the left one, and he hissed in pain.
"It's healing. I wish you would let me go ahead and completely heal it for you though."
"You need your strength." Also sweet and caring to a certain point.
"That's for me to worry about. Not you. Relax your right wing. You no longer have a say so in this."
When he did so, I placed my hand on his injured wing. He sighed softly with content and the wing twitched as I completely healed the bone.
"Alright. Not give me a flap." He stood and flapped his wings a few times. "They're healed."
"You shouldn't have done that."
"It was my choice, and I'll be perfectly fine with it. And though you never admit it," I kissed the top of his head, "you're still such a mama's boy." He gave me a small smile. "Are any of the others awake yet?"
"Yeah. Stepdad left a message for you to meet him in The Spot." I smiled at his report and ruffled his dirty blond hair.
"Thanks, kiddo. Exercise that wing."
As I walked away, he muttered something that sounded suspiciously like 'I was already gonna." I shook my head chuckling as I walked to The Spot. My favorite spot.
You see, I have a new Flock now. Me, Stark, Emerald, Venoma, Venom, and Sally-Icy. For a little over a year now, we have been trapped in a zoo. Due to our united powers, our captors are keeping us separated. My sons and I in one cage; the other three in the cage next to us.
The Spot is the corner in the back of the two cages. This is where we are closest. If anyone wanted to, we could reach between the bars and just barely hold hands.
"I thought you would never wake up. The zoo does open soon, you know." My heart fluttered at the sound of his voice. The voice that guided me out of depression.
"Sorry, Venom. Had a late night due to arguing with Stark about his wing. Did you know I had to force him to let me heal it?"
"I do now. Come here." My heart pounded as his voice became very husky; I sat incredibly close to the bars.
"Yes, Venom?"
I bit my lip as we joined hands. As two of the oldest Venom and I are the only two that can actually comfortably reach the other. And he uses that to his advantage. Every. Fnicking. Day.
"You should really grow claws." His finger brushed lightly against my knuckles.
"You know I won't."
"I know. I just like saying it." I closed my eyes as he massaged my hand, reminding me of other massages. And what resulted from those massages. And…. Oh my goodness, why is he doing this to me?!
"Venom…" I breathed, my heart pounding faster.
"Yo, TBV (a), you're steering off course. Abort, abort!" was our only warning before….
"Venoma!" my boyfriend moaned as he tried to push his twin off of him. But to no avail. Darn her vampire strength!
"Now, dearest leader. Icy says it's time," the brunette said sweetly.
"Alright, I'll get the boys." I stood and walked back to Emer's nest. I stood there looking down at him for a few moments. He is so cute when he is asleep. Reluctantly, I shook the preteen's shoulder. "Come on, sweetie. Wake up," I whispered. He stirred slightly.
"Mm, why?" he muttered, still half asleep.
"It's time." That woke him up. We had just walked out of the nest when Stark landed in the tree above us.
"Icy has already front two bars in each cage. She said you and Stepdad know what to do."
I nodded and led the way back to The Spot. This spot has also always been the location for our escape. All we were waiting for was Icy upgrading her ice powers.
I touched each bar in the corner until I found the frozen two. Venom was already waiting, so I wrapped my arms around the bars, bending them slightly. He grabbed my elbows and pulled until the bars broke completely, making a hole big enough for the three of us to slip through. I let Stark and Emer out before flying with Venom to the others.
That took us all of thirty seconds. And the zookeepers were none the wiser.
(a): TBV= Twin Bro Venom
I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter. Reviews are greatly appreciated.
-RozaCourt