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Chapter 1. Just another day's work

We were soaring high and powerfully in the sky. Yeah you know flying, with wings.

Long story short evil people created us; me, Fang, nudge, Iggy, Gazzy, Angel and the dog, total. They gave us bird DNA. Why you ask? Because those evil people are idiots. Simply they thought it was a good idea. We've escaped and avoided them countless times but they keep coming back. Anyway they've never stopped trying to kill us. Does that count as attempted murder? Probably.

We were flying to Paris to find the last five Itex branches. The voice told me I had to go to Paris, and the voice knows all. Laughing darkly, I thought of the shocked, furious faces of the whitecoats working in thee small branches of Itex we will bring down near Paris, Strasbourg, Monaco, Barcelona and Venice.

It is strangely peaceful flying. Just my flock, freedom and i, but it can never last long. It's always interrupted, that's how the world goes round; without a moment of peace.

Boom!

"Split up! We've gotta find land!" I yelled as the bullet flew past my head. Looking to where the bullet had been shot I saw the dark cloud of flyboys. Yay! I haven't had a good fight for a while; I was worried they'd forgotten us, not that I don't enjoy injury free days of relaxation, but quiet means plotting enemies.

We were flying over the English Channel. Not the best place for a large fight, long starch of salty water, no cover, no emergency escape. We were tired and hungry from our long flight. This was going to be a very long and possibly painful day.

My life is usually fight or flight. I am an expert at both. But we are outnumbered nearly a hundred to one. Not good odds, yes we've faced worse but it's never ended well. It's usually a mix of luck and skill which we have lots of the latter. "Okay let's go kick some metal butt!" I shouted over the robots death chant, they are so imaginative! Like what mastermind came up with them?

Boom!

The bullet pulled out a few of my secondary feathers. Cursing I did a sharp 180 to face the oncoming attack. I laughed at the almost certain prospect of death, I was most likely going to die today, but that's nothing new it's a weekly occurrence at the least.

Fang glided over to me "Max they're to many."

"I know. But we got to try." I sighed

Boom! Boom! Boom!

"ATTACK!" I shouted. My order was followed immediately. "Lets show 'em what we got!" the flock surged towards the flyboys. My flock, my fearsome fighters.

We were in battle mode and ready to fight, to the death if need be.

I delivered the first robot a rib-breaking kick - to bad they're robots (no ribs to crack!). Throwing punch after punch I was taking them down. Fang was making himself a path through the masses.

My flock all had their own unique ways to fight, Gazzy was crackling madly as ten or so flyboys blew up, Iggy flew over and they hi-fived mid-air.

Nudge was giving the flyboys a lecture about why they should leave us alone, "…you know you're being used to do bad things you don't want to do, but you don't have to do it. you could leave and escape, live your own life…" I almost laughed as her only response was "resistance is futile. We will kill you" and "surrender is your only option."

Angel was unable to use mind control on the robots because of the lack of mind. Angel looked over at them and smiled like, well an angel. Angel was throwing quick speedy punches at the flyboys, many collapsed without heads or arms attached.

"AHHHH!" Angel screamed, my baby was falling. I hate guns! They are dangerous and all the things using them are usually spineless idiots.

"Angel! Nudge, get Angel!" I shrieked. Taking a blow to the head. Ohhh… you are so going to get it. Landing a kick to the flyboys head, it snapped off.

"Max!" a voice screamed.

That was Iggy's voice. Looking for Iggy I turned a full circle. No Iggy. "Iggy!" I sounded panicked. No please be alright, the entire flock must be whole, no one is left behind.

"I got him!" I heard Fang's voice from below me. Iggys limp body was covered in blood.

I am so mad! Why can't they just leave us alone! I am an explosive bomb of frustration and worry for my family. This had to end soon but we'd only removed about twenty of the four hundred flyboys.

I hate flyboys any day but when they've hurt my family I am one angry mother! Using my super-speed to launch myself at the closest flyboys. Kick here, dodge then punch, and one down. Two quick punches and an elbow in the head, another robot down. I was in a murderous rage; no one could threaten my flock and live!

This angered trance lasted only seconds but felt like hours. Fang came next to me at one point. Together we destroyed another fifty or so.

"Where's Iggy and Angel?" I said turning to Fang.

"With Nudge on the whale Angel called to help."

"Wha-" oh Angel and her freaky mind reading abilities of course who could expect less. Well they were okay at the moment, but Fang and I couldn't keep this up much longer. We are great fighters and all, but we're very badly out numbered.

Kick, punch, punch again, duck, back hand, then kick.

Fang was no longer next to me! Shit! Where is he?

I spotted him plummeting down "FANG!" I yelled, closing my wings to drop after him. Grabbing his arm I struggled to get my wing out again, they were caught in my jacket. Finally they snapped out. We still hit the water with a lot of force, but the impact was surprisingly painful. Pain is only a message I can ignore the message.

Angel, Fang and I can all breath under water. But Fang wasn't breathing anything I had to get him to the surface. Now which way is up?

Suddenly there was something hard beneath me. A whale? Good ol' mind reading. Thanks Angel. As the whale surfaced, I found myself gagging on air. Darn gills.

Fang.

He was breathing again so that was good. He looked pale and cold. Blood ran down his face from somewhere in his hair. His arm was obviously broken with a few ribs and maybe his leg too. Altogether he looked bad, he'd looked worse though so he'll be okay in a few days.

"I'm OK, Max." Fang whispered spitting out blood.

"hmm…I know." I cleaned away as much blood as I could, then checking for other injuries I might be able to fix.

Max look out!

"Wha-"

A flyboy crashed into me. Giving it a punch, its head came off with a slight popping noise.

Thanks again Angel I thought. Are you okay?

No I was shot. My wing hurts.

Okay, I'll be with you in a sec. let me have one more go at 'em.

Fang was ok for now. I had a duty to my flock.

"TIME TO DIE!" I screamed as I flew into the flyboys again. This time was different I was on fire! My feeling of exploding grew as I smashed anything I could reach. Then…

Everything went red, like flames. Intense pain shot up my arms, legs, everywhere, pure excruciating pain! I've felt a lot of pain in my life but this is by far the worst and all went black.