A/N: Just a random One-shot that popped into my head. Hope everyone enjoys it.
Sorry in advance for the terrible sadness of it. I was in a gloomy mood.
Note: This is towards the end of the War.
Disclaimer: I do not support the presence of plot holes. Therefore, I am not JP,
whom DOES own Maximum Ride.
WARNING: CHARACTER DEATH
Helpless
My name is Iggy. And I am dying. The war is raging across the world and we, the good guys that is, are losing. Max didn't think Itex would be so prepared, did she? I bet she didn't plan in that. A humorless laugh escapes me, shaking me; the movement is opening the wound farther, hot, thick, sticky blood flowing faster, but I don't care.
We only have a few fighters left, all of them pathetically human, weak. I am weak, too. Holed up in a cave, told to hide, the useless blind kid pushed aside again. A piece of shrapnel is lodged in my side. No noble death for me. Even Gazzy, the last one left, the one who had brought me news of the other's ends, had died in battle. I heard his final battle cry below, and later, his final scream.
I am the last surviving member of the Flock, and I am fading fast. The blood is running over my hands, and I can feel the redness of it, and suddenly, I hate myself. I couldn't even keep myself alive in the safest place the rest of the Flock could find for me.
As my mind slides into darkness, eerily similar to the one constantly present in my eyes, I think:
I'm just as helpless as everyone thought.
That was kinda depressing. Oh well. Any forms of reviews are welcome! Except for the Boo! How could you kill Iggy and the Flock! kind. I was in a melancholy mood. Respect that.
But Flames, constructive criticism, even those annoying butt kissing reviews that are all " Yay! Everything is happy rainbows!" But let it be known, constructive criticism will be taken to heart, butt kissing will be largely ignored, and I really like to play with fire...
- MindGames