Disclaimer: I do not own Max Ride, all rights to James Patterson
Prologue
I opened my eyes blearily at the first wail.
Why me?
Answer: Stupid Fang's a deep sleeper.
Turning over and rolling out of my warm, cozy bed, I dashed into the room across of mine.
"Max!"
"Maaaax!"
"Could someone SHUT THEM UP?"
"I'M WORKING ON IT!" I roared back.
Silence was restored after the sounds of springs creaking and pillows being thrown over heads to block out the noise.
I love being the leader. I closed the door behind me and ran over to the blue crib to pick up a gorgeous two year old with black curls and big brown eyes.
I won't tell you about the snot dripping down his chin from crying or the puffy red eyes from crying, because I want you to think he looks cute. He is. I guess he's just not a morning person.
The door opens again to reveal a zombie in all black with a look that could kill and a jaw set irritably.
Okay, it's just Fang. But the similarities are killer; believe me.
He grunts and holds out a cup of milk.
"Thanks," I hand it to the toddler who sniffs once more and starts drinking.
Fang rubs his eyes in an annoyed manner.
"Interupt a good dream?" I asked sympathetically.
"No," he sighed, "Just a good sleep."
"Seems we haven't gotten a lot of that lately," I nod, "We're just lucky she hasn't woken up yet. Usually when he starts"-
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
Fang threw back his head in furey and gave me a dirty look as he picked up the second toddler.
I watched him bounce her arround saying soothing things.
"Hi Daddy's girl."
"Shhh.. Daddy's here. Look! Mommy too!"
"Sleepy time! Don't you want more sleep?"
"Daddy likes sleep. In fact, it may be the one thing he likes more than Mommy."
The last one got'im a kick in the shins.
I suppose you're wondering how I went from kicking Eraser ass to Fang shin.
Well, the twins are our kids. Not made by us, obviousley! We found them at an Itex organization we shut down. DNA's identical, so they must've been part of the experiments. Just thinking about it freaks me out. But we got them. They're safe. That's the main thing, as Fang so often reminds me.
We found them last month.
What do you think? Sorry it's so short! R&R?
Xoxo,
Doom
