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Max POV

"Iggy, Gazzy, stop fighting!" I yelled as they playfully attacked each other with hockey sticks. They could be so stupid sometimes. "Seriously guys, the Voice is talking and I need to concentrate, it says this is important!(A/N If you don't know what the Voice is, then why the heck are you reading a Maximum Ride fan fiction?!?!?!)

The little buggers immediately quieted down. Okay, Max, there is a School in Canada that the flock has to destroy. It is one of the worst Schools in the world. Even worse than yours. It is in a remote area in a forest near the middle of Quebec. There is a small lake nearby. There are children there, experiments like you, that need your help. In return, they could be some of the best allies you've ever had. Not to mention some of the only.

As you can probably imagine, I wasn't expecting this. Most of the things the Voice said were pretty unexpected. "Max? What did the Voice say?" asked Iggy.

"We have a new mission. There's a School in Canada that we need to destroy. Apparently, there are some kids we have to save. They need our help," I told him.

"Awesome!" said Gazzy, "When do we leave?"

"I'm thinking sometime in the afternoon tomorrow," I told Gazzy.

No Max, you have to leave tomorrow morning.

"Change of plans, we're leaving first thing tomorrow, right after breakfast, says the Voice," I said, "Flock meeting! Living room!"

After about thirty seconds, everyone from my flock was gathered on the couches and chairs in the living room, "According to the Voice," I told them, "There is a School in Quebec that we need to destroy. There are also some experiments there that are gonna help us, but we have to save them first." (Yeah, they aren't going to be much help if the flock doesn't save them.)

"Quebec?!" squealed Nudge, "Like, with maple syrup and French clothes and stuff? When do we leave?"

"The Voice says we leave first thing tomorrow," I told her.

The smile that crossed Nudge's face was so big, it was a wonder it even fit onto her head.

Iggy went to go cook supper, since it was getting late. The flock could probably go to be after supper. It was already 8:52. We would probably be done supper by 9:30, and that would be getting late for the younger kids. Even us older kids would need a good sleep.

After a filling supper of stir-fried vegetables and noodles, I ordered everyone to bed. Iggy and Gazzy went to their room, Nudge and Angel to theirs, and Fang and I to ours.

Fang and I were so tired, we got changed into our pyjamas, and were asleep in less than five minutes.

The next morning, I awoke to the loud, obnoxious beeping of my alarm clock, which I had set the night before to 7:00. I groaned and sat up, remembering that we had to leave this morning. "Fang, wake up," I leaned down and gave him a quick kiss on the lips to get him moving. It worked.

Fang leaned in to kiss me, wrapping his arms around me. I obeyed for a while, and then went to go wake everyone else up.

I banged on Nudge and Angel's room first, then Iggy and Gazzy's. After five or so minutes, everyone was up and dressed, gathered around the table while Iggy cooked French toast. Much to my delight, they all looked at least as tired as me. Nudge was the one exception; she couldn't have looked more excited if I told her we had won the lottery.

Iggy served the French toast, and I drenched mine in syrup to get my energy up. The flock copied my action. "Where in Quebec is the School exactly?" asked Iggy.

"In the middle," I told him. The Voice had sent me a mental image, "There's a small lake, and it's surrounded with forest."

"How far away?" asked Fang.

"I'm not sure," I answered, "Maybe three, four hours from the Canadian border? A fair distance, so everyone eat lots of French toast. By the way, this tastes great, Iggy."

"Thanks."

We continued to eat in total silence, helping ourselves to seventh and eighth helpings. Being birdkids, we had very high metabolisms, and burned a lot of energy, which we have to replace somehow.

After breakfast, everyone helped wash the dishes, and then we were off, flying over mountains, forest, and, after a while, the Canadian border. Now that we had woken up a bit, we were pretty excited. It had been too long since our last fight to the death, and I couldn't even remember the last time I had knocked an Eraser senseless. (Happy thought's, hey, everybody?) Oh, were we ever ready. Gazzy and Iggy had made even more bombs than they usually would have, and they usually make a lot of bombs.

Pretty soon, the air started to get a tiny bit colder, so we flew downwards a little bit, out of the clouds. Flying through the clouds was fun, but after a while, the water vapour starts to stick to your clothes, and the wind makes you chilly.

A little over three hours later, the scenery started to look similar to the images the Voice had sent me. A few minutes after that, and the tiny, bean-shaped lake came into view in the distance, the School right beside it. There is an air vent near the northeast tip of the School, Maximum. You and the flock will go in through there. Turn left twice, then right, skip the next two turns, and you will be above the room were the experiments are.

Wow, an air vent, is that ever original! I thought at the Voice sarcastically. Oh, what do you know? It didn't answer me, what a surprise!

"Okay, guys, we're going in through that air vent. Voice's idea, not mine. I have a sense of originality behind my strategies," I said to the flock.

We made a slow, spiralling descent down towards the little square that was the entrance to the vent. When we landed, Nudge used her ability to move metal to undo the screws holding it down. We lifted it away, and then hopped inside.

Nudge POV (Sorry, I kinda forgot that I was going to have different points of view than just Max's. I forget things often.)

Max climbed inside the air vent, then Fang, then Angel, Iggy, me and, for reasons left unmentioned, Gazzy climbed in last.

Max led us down the tunnel, turning the odd time. I really didn't want to get lost, and couldn't help asking her if we were going the right way, if she was sure we should have turned there, stuff like that. I see what the flock means now about me talking too much.

Eventually, we stopped. Max whispered for me to come up front, and the others squeezed to the side to let me pass. "Can you get the screws?" asked Max in a whisper.

"Yeah, no problem," I told her.

I let my mind sense the metal, until it found the tiny gap separating the screws from their holes. I turned the little screws, making them rise out of the hole, and onto the bottom of the air vent. When Max went to work on quietly lifting the cover, I levitated them into my pocket. At our house, I had a collection of all the metals I had ever tinkered with, dating back to the can of root beer I had first discovered my power on. I let my mind wonder back to that memory.

We had been flying in a plane, and I had ordered a can of root beer. When it came, I reached out my hand for it. I was tired, and wished that it would just zoom right to my hand without me having to reach for it. I was amazingly, utterly, completely astounded when it did zoom to my hand. Everyone gasped. I wasn't sure what had happened, so I blamed it on the plane tilting. Fang set the can back up and I reached for it again. I zoomed to my hand, and the plane definitely hadn't tilted. We eventually came to the conclusion that I wasn't magnetic, but I could control metals.

Max stuck her head down through the gap and looked around. After a few seconds she came back up, reversed her direction so her feet dangled down the hole, and hopped through it, landing lightly on the floor below.

Max POV

I looked down through the hole. In the room, there were dog cages along every wall, some stacked three high. About two thirds of them had mutants in them. I retracted my head and hopped down the hole.

The ones that will help you are in the crates at the end of the room.

The Voice was crazy if it thought I was only going to rescue some of the creatures in this room. I wouldn't do that even if whitecoats were coming down the hallway right now.

I walked to the front of the room and started unlatching cages. The mutants climbed out two seconds after I'd opened them. Fang hopped down from the vent and started lifting them into the vent, where Nudge and Angel helped them climb in.

Eventually I made it to the row of crates at the end of the room. There were three girls in there, about the same age as me. I noted their appearances, and unlatched their cages. I followed Fang into the vent once they were up there.

You shouldn't have done that, Maximum. The whitecoats will only catch you that much easier now.

Well, I thought differently. These guys had as much a right to life as I did. And the School would be blown up before the whitecoats could catch us.

I hurried along the tunnel at the end of the little parade. At the end of the tunnel, the experiments were helped out of the vent. We took turns carrying them to the bush, out of bombing range, until they were all gone, except for the three the Voice had said would help us. I sized them up. They were all female. They all had fair skin. They were average height, but one of them was a lot taller. Taller than Fang and I, not as tall as Iggy, but still pretty tall. She had dark brown hair which went to about three inches past her shoulders, brown eyes with a small ring of green around the edge, and a slim build. They were all pretty thin; no doubt from the whitecoats starving them. One of the other girls had dirty-blonde hair that was longer than the first girls. Her eyes were blue-green. The last girl had dirty-blonde hair as well, though hers was browner. Her eyes were blue and green around the outside, with a strip of brown near the center. She was the shortest of the group. "You guys get to come with us," I told them, "Apparently, you can help us."

"I know," said the tall girl, "My Voice told me."

Well, what do you think? I am a meanie-bum, am I not? Leave it to me to leave you all in suspense like this! I am going to start writing the next chapter soon, but I'm not going to put it on until I get 3 reviews. Go on, click the pretty little button! By the way, 3 reviews does not mean one person typing a review for my story 3 times. SanraitaFang, I am talking to you. Oh yeah! 2 022 words!