HEYYY! Long time no see? I guess... I just wanted to tell you guys that i am editing this story (finally I know) This chap doesn't have anything extra in it so don't worry about it!
Disclaimer: Don't own Max Ride BUT I do own Phe and the rest of her crew.
I've never noticed how cold it can be outside until tonight, the night we run away. It chills you to the bone but, maybe that's how un-filtered air feels like. Running away has been something we've been planning for a long, long time.
The scrapes and bruises have healed, and we are flying again.
"Listen I know you're the leader and everything, but why do we have to fly so damn far?" Tiger complains.
"Tiger, just shut it, okay? I don't want to be able to hear you over this iPod," Tay-Tay growls pulling out an ear bud. I still don't know how she came across it.
Crystal frowns."Don't be so mean."
Her five-year-old brother just frowns along with her, instead of putting in his two cents.
"Can we get something to eat? I have the urge to go and get loads and loads of pancakes, bacon, and sausage, oh, and waffles. Oh, with a bunch of butter and syrup. I'd like to try…" Tiger trails off as I give him the look that says, "Shut up."
"If you're all hungry, we can go and get something." I need a break from flying anyway. Yes, I'm pretty durable, but I've never flown this far before.
"Look, Phoenix, there's some trees right there," Little Damon calls.
"Take a landing there everyone!" I scream, and dive bomb the trees without a second thought.
"Sound off!" I look around, not seeing any of my chicks. HAHA! Bird reference! Yes, cheesy, I know.
"One." Damon steps out of the bush too my left with no scratches whatsoever. I smile. He walks over to me and I pat his head.
"Two," Tiger says quickly afterwards. His little afro has leaves and few twigs in it, but nothing too serious.
"Three," Tay-Tay says lazily, sticking those damn ear buds in again after jumping down from the tree she landed in.
"Four!" Crystal squeaks, jumping away from a lightning bug. They all gather around me and we almost get a group hug when there's another number.
"Five." It's a boy my age, and just like us. He has dark wings to match his midnight hair, but what I like most about him are his dark eyes. They have a certain mystery to them. I'm alert, though, and I crowd everyone behind me, ready to die for them.
"What do you want?" I narrow my eyes. How could there be more bird kids like us?
"Can I join your flock?" He walks toward me. I see that he's totally genuine and doesn't seem to want to kill us, which is excellent. I look at him up and down. He looks very unhealthy, to say the least. His eyes are vacant (no gleam), you can see a lot of his ribs and he has dark circles under those vacant eyes. A plus is he's really cute, I guess.
"You're not going to kill us in our sleep or anything, are you?" I smirk and he smirks right on back.
"Fang." His smirk turns into a brilliant grin showing his longer than normal canines.
"Cute name. I'm Phoenix." I spread my wings in one fluid movement. He stares at the red, orange, and yellow feathers as I grin.
"Ah, Phoenix you are such a show off," Tay-Tay says in her little blonde voice. I don't see why she uses it since she isn't blonde and is, occasionally, one of the smartest people in the group.
He grins as I nod my head to her, "That's Tay-Tay; she's the second smartest here. She may sound blonde, but she has that beautiful chocolate hair, that I want, with equal chocolaty eyes."
She smiles. "Oh, stop it! You're making me blush! What's up, Fang?"
"The tan lanky kid standing next to her is Tiger. Don't let his small frame fool ya; he could kick your a— butt." I smile as Crystal gives me a scowl.
"That darling little girl with the copper ringlets and cute little freckles is Crystal."
Fang frowns, but I shrug it off, "Last is the other little red head, he's Damon."
Damon gives that cute little smile of his.
"You got quite a flock here," Fang comments.
"Not really. We're just a bunch of misfits trying to get along and not die."
I get him to laugh at this. "I'm glad. I'll fit right in."
I smile and we begin to walk into town, looking for pancakes and lots of 'em!
FIVE YEARS LATER
"I'm like totally stuffed. I need to like lay down." Tay-Tay holds her stomach.
"Dude! I can hear it jiggle!" Tiger shouts, jumping up and down, then standing still to listen. I can't help but burst out laughing.
"Ugh, I feel pregnant I ate so much. Ugh." I stick my stomach out and waddle.
Fang stifles a snicker and put his arm around me. "If you keep doing that people are going to think you're really are pregnant." I straighten back up, and then Fang tenses.
"What is it?" I ask. I cough two times as the signal for everyone to get near.
"Nothing dangerous," Fang says.
That's when Damon points to the sky. I look and see that he's pointing at six giant birds.
"Then what is it?"
"My old flock." Fang watches as they land. My heart beats faster. His old flock? How can he even remember? It's been like five or six years since he's seen them!
He tightens his grip around me as a single girl steps forward. "Fang? What—what are you doing with her? I mean, them?"
She looks at my stomach. When I notice her staring, I find I'm stroking it. I stop right away.
Fang scowls at the girl, something that seems so unnatural for him. "I didn't want to mess with you and Dylan."
"Really? 'Cause it looks like that girl is pregnant," says a tall blonde boy with sky blue eyes, who's standing behind the girl. A petite blonde girl looks from me to the boy; he nods and she looks to the other members in my group.
"Why would I be pregnant? I have enough kids already. I don't need a baby."
The girl's mouth drops open.
"How many guys have you been with?" she screeches.
I frown and think of what I said again, my eyes widen. "I—I didn't mean it like that! I think of these guys as my chicks! I didn't mean I had them."
She looks somewhat relieved, keyword: somewhat. "Fang, have you even told them what you are?" Her eyes narrow.
Does she think we we're some normal random kids that hang out together? That's not even right, lady.
"That he's like the most amazing guy in the whole entire world and would be the best daddy for my baby?" I smirk. Her face turns the brightest of reds. Fang just laughs when I put my hand on my hip.
"You don't know anything!" yells a smaller boy.
"Oh, but I do." I am about to unfurl my wings, but Fang stops me.
"They're not worth it." He gives me a sideways glance, and motions for us to get going. I sigh and follow reluctantly.
"Fang! You can't leave! We have to work together to survive!" The same blonde girl, that was helping that blonde guy with whatever, steps forward.
"Angel, I'm tired of that stupid shit." The girl looks down at Angel.
"It's not shit, Max! You know we need him! Those people can help too!" She rudely points in our direction.
Max sighs. "I don't know, Angel. I don't know if I can trust Fang anymore."
Fang whips around and looks at Max in disbelief. They must have had some sort connection once upon a time, 'cause I have never seen him make a face like that before.
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