If you have not read the latest book, Fang, dont worry i put nothing in this that will ruin it
DISCLAIMER: i do NOT own M.R. nor have i ever met JP. i am just a crazy fan
MAX POV. . .
It seemed like life for us had been going farly well lately. We had a house that was very well hidden and still farly close to my mom and Ella (my half sister). Angel had not been harassing me about how she should be the leader of the flock every five seconds. Nudge had been so happy and occupied with the fashion magazines that my mom got her and the 'create your own clothing line' kit that she also received. Gazzy and Iggy had not been blowing things up lately nor had they been making bombs (well as far as i know) that would give away where we were hiding. And Fang. He was still by my side and backed me up on almost everything. Yes we do get into arguments sometimes but not much anymore. But of course this is my life we are talking about here so you must have figured out that something must go wrong. You might of even picked up on the key words, like 'it seemed' and 'had' but hey, maybe i just use those kind of words alot. I don't keep track of that kind of stuff.
The flock and I had just finished dinner when we all decided that we needed to go and take a 'just for fun' flight in the clear night sky. If you were thinking just now 'and then you started to get shot at from strange robots that you had never seen in your life before because these were the new and improved kind' congrats you were right. Jeez, does it seem ike my life is somewhat predictable when it comes to things like this? But I bet that you didn't guess that the strange new robots would shoot sleeping gas, nets, and other types of gasses mixed in the the bullets they were shooting at us. To make things better, these new robots seemed indestructible. Meaning that they won. We all got caught, again.
One thing has not changed over the years in the flock. All of us still HATE being stuck in dog cages and having the oh too familiar scent of chemicals in the air. We were back in a lab. Not the school though, this place seemed even more creepy. If that's possible. Any way, in the cage to my right was Iggy, holding his knees and slowely rocking back and forth. To my left was Nudge. I could see that she had her brave face on but I could also see the tears running down her bruised cheek. Across from me was Fang. By the expression on his face I could tell that he had retreated to one of the only safe places here, himself. Gazzy was across from Iggy looking scared but also like he was wishing that he had hid a bomb with him when we had gone for our 'fun flight' that didn't turn out to be so fun. Angel was across from Nudge, looking determined that she was getting out of here soon but also with a bit of fear showing in her eyes. Bet she didn't know about us being kidnapped this time. So since my flock looked like they were out of all hope, when the first white coat appeared and stopped in front of my crate and bent down to tell me something, I acted on my Max instincts that normally seem to either save the day or put us in more danger than we started out in. I interrupted before he had a chance to make a sound.
"Is it really that hard to leave us alone? I mean really, do you want us that much? Have no other mutants to tourture and harrass? Oh wait, isn't that because you RETIRED all of them? I believe so. How about we see just how great you are at surviving, because that is what you are trying to help people do, right, bu letting me or any one of us out and have a little hand to hand fight? Let's see who the better survivor is. But wait, haven't we already proven that? I think we have. And what have you proved? Nothing that I know of. I bet that you haven't had to eat dessert rat or insects to just stay alive and not starve. I bet that you have never woken up with your mouth taped shut and your hands and feet tied together in the middle of the night, being dragged who knows where while watching a clone of you laying down where you just were, but still manage to escape even that. WE are the survivors. So maybe it's your time to be RETIRED!" For not being a public speaker, I do believe that I do a pretty good job at getting my point through while making my own little speeches. Hey, it's a skill that has improved over the years.
Anyway, the scientist stood up and walked away, without telling me what he was going to. I looked around and saw five pairs of eyes on me, even Iggy was looking me strait in the eye, with small grins on each grimy face. I like to think that the reason for this was because I had just given them the reassurance they needed to get out of here. That would really help at this point.
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