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IMPORTANT NOTE: THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH MY OTHER MAXIMUM RIDE STORIES!! Now that that's over, I just want to say thanks for reading. I LOVE getting reviews! And, as always, when I begin I don't have a clue where this is going; forgive me if it's gets a little WHOO! I like that in a story.
Disclaimer: I, Kiki1592, do not own Maximum Ride, which is owned by James Patterson. Nor do I own any other things that turn up both in my story and the real world.
Maximum Ride: The Last Chance
Chapter 1: Good Morning
Max's POV
"Max, wake up. We have to go soon. Come on, Ig saved you some breakfast." Gazzy said, shoving his greasy fingers into my side. I pried my eyes open and saw brown dirt. Oh, maybe I should roll over next time before I open my eyes. So, I rolled onto my back to look at Gazzy. He had an evil smile plastered onto his dirt covered face and I nervously smiled back, although not as evilly.
"Morning guys. Iggy, what's for breakfast?" I said, looking around at the camp. I had taken 2 and a half of the 3 watches last night because I was thinking. Like I'm going to tell you what it was about.
"For you? You get cold oatmeal with some bacon grease. Or you can have a granola bar or 2 if you prefer." Iggy always had the best sense of humor out of all of us. It kind of made up for his lack of sight.
I'll introduce myself for those of you not yet on the maximum ride. I am Maximum Ride (see what I did there?) and I'm 14. I have wings and can fly at amazing speeds of almost 250 mph. My wings are white with tan streaks. I have sandy brown hair, shoulder length, with badly faded hot pink highlights. I've been told my eyes are my best feature, a deep green.
Next, we have Fang. He's 14, too. His power is sort of invisibility. It's weird; I don't have time to explain it. If you ask him, though, he'd say that and a killer sense of style. He's cute, mysterious, and tall. His wings are black, to match his hair and eyes. Up until about 6 months ago, we were simply friends. Then, things got complicated. They always do for us. Now, we can't talk much saying something awkward or embarrassing.
Iggy is 14, too. He is blind for those of you who didn't already catch that. He can cook better than just about anybody in the world, definitely better than anybody in the flock. He's an expert lock picker and can bust into any house, room, or building under a minute or your money back guaranteed. Iggy can see, sometimes, when everything is white. He can also tell what color things are by touching them and always let's us know, in case we forgot our eyesight at home…again.
The motor mouth of the flock is Nudge. She's 11 and growing up to be just like the rest of us. She's spunky, witty, and smart. Nudge can attract magnets with her finger tips, I know it's random. She can also tell what happened in a certain spot by touching an object there. Her wings are a darker brown, to match her skin. She almost never shut up and loves to talk about everything from her feelings to the weather to Spain to puppies.
Gazzy is 8 and a total trouble maker. In his free time, he likes to make bombs with Iggy and cause mayhem. His power is…well, I'm not exactly sure. He can make his farts, like, radio active or something. He's sweet when he wants to be and loves his little sister, Angel, to bits. They're the only blood related flock members. Even though Gazzy's only 8, he tries to be as big and brave as Fang and Iggy. He normally succeeds, too.
The last 'human' in our flock is Angel. She's 6 and my baby. Not actually my baby, but I love her as if she were my own kid. It isn't that I love her more, but I just feel a better connection with her than I do to most of the others, disincluding Fang. She has about 4,000 abilities. She can read minds, control minds, breathe under water, talk to fish, change into a bird girl (like, with feathers), and change into an actual bird. Angel has a stuffed bear, Celeste, and she never lets it out of her sight. The bear used to be white and a light blue halo and matching wings, but now it looks like a grizzly bear it's so disgustingly brown.
Next are Total and Akila. Our dogs. Total can talk and has tiny wings growing out of his back. Akila, thank God, can't talk. She's a malamute that Total is totally in love with. Total is a weird talking Scottie.
We've all been in through hell and back, at least once. First, there was the School, where we were held captive for the first 10 years of my life. Then there was Jeb, our savior/dead father/betrayer/Voice-in-my-head/whatever-he-is-now. Then there was the time Angel got kidnapped by the Erasers. Erasers were a half human half wolf recombinant life form. I say were because they weren't good enough and ended up getting 'retired.' Then, Fang was almost killed by Ari, an Eraser, and we went to live with Anne. As it turns out, Anne was on Itex's side. There was also the time when Fang and I got into that huge fight about Ari and split up the flock. There was a huge battle in Germany and Ari, the Eraser and my half brother, died. And our last adventure. We went to Antarctica to save the world and got captured by the Uber Director, who was worse than the first one. The government tried to build us a school and we ran. Which pretty much brings us up to par.
We've been on the run for 3 days, trying to stay away from the government. Easier said than done. So far, my Voice (not Jeb, the new one) has us running across the mid-west. Nothing has happened, but apparently, we were running from something…something totally secret.
I stood up, slowly stretching out my sore back muscles. Fang smiled at me quickly and my heart…NO. My heart did absolutely nothing, nothing, nothing. I do not act strangely around Fang and don't accuse me of such thank you. Okay, so maybe I'm denying it, but it's…complicated to say the least.
"Morning. Why didn't you wake up Iggy or I last night? You look half dead." Fang pointed out kindly. I shrugged, stifled a yawn, and walked over to the dying fire. The truth was that I didn't want to sleep. For the last few nights, if I think too much and sleep, I wake up in a cold sweat with haunting nightmares on my mind.
"Max, you know, I'm almost 12. I can do a watch every now and then. I could even watch Gazzy and Angel if you guys want to go into town. Or, you know, Iggy wants to go visit Ella. Cause he misses her a lot. Or if you and Fang want a night out or something. I'm more than capable of taking a watch." I stopped her. If Fang and I wanted a night out? Iggy misses Ella? Geez, how that child can babble about nothing in particular. Iggy's ears had flushed bright red and I saw him pinch Nudge, who yelped.
"I do not miss Ella! And maybe we don't let you take any watches because you can't keep that over-sized yap of theirs shut!" Iggy said. I rolled my eyes. I knew Ella and he had a thing. Ella had told me on the phone to say hi to Iggy. When I asked why him especially. She finally confirmed what I had thought. Iggy and Ella had been dating secretly whenever we visited.
"Yeah, sure, Ig. Com on, can't I at least watch these two? Go away for an hour or two. I promise when you come back, this place will be totally packed and clear, as if we've never been here." Nudge pleaded. I'm guessing that if she weren't afraid to get her favorite new pants all gross and dirty, she actually would have gotten down on her knees and begged.
"Fine, fine. We will go into town for an hour exactly. When the three of us get back, I want this place spotless, are we clear?" Fang asked, glancing uncertainly at Angel. He looked at me and mouthed 'puppy dog eyes,' which made me roll my eyes. Never the less, the three oldest stomped out of the clearing, me least happy.
Nudge wasn't old enough to watch a mind controller and Gazzy. I stomped away angrily with Fang and Iggy, looking back over my shoulder at the camp. We would come back and see that she couldn't handle it, just watch.
Don't worry, this isn't all going to be about Nudge and her growing up (although that will be one of the many side problems). Please review, please, please, please, please, please. You can't ignore that many pleases.
