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The Rise of Maximum Ride

Summary: The death of Maximum Ride was the ultimate blow to the fall of society to the White Coats. She risked her life in order to allow the other members of her Flock to flee. Now, they live in hiding, trying to get away from the vicious and controlling rule of NEWORLD, the new type of government loosely based on the original 99 percent plan.

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~~~Fang~~~

I hate living in hiding. I know Max would look down on me if she knew. But what can I do? I'm stuck by myself with little Mira, unable to take down NEWORLD like Max would want me to.

It's been five years since she died. Five years of running and hiding and barely coming by. NEWORLD can't track down all of its people. They need the people as labor force. All of the people...they have a chip attached to them. The normal people, I mean. The ones that can't do anything. They're living robots, examples of how much the death of Max took on us. She would never have allowed this.

I'm ashamed of myself.

I don't know how, but the day Maximum died, she created a whole shield to protect the city, the people, us from the bombings and the gas and all of that terrible stuff. Well. She died doing that. It was too much. Partly, I think she just wanted the Flock to escape.

I never got to say good-bye.

Why don't the scientists just destroy all of these 'useless humans'? Well, now they're all under control and don't need to be eliminated.

"Fang, stop thinking. When you don't talk, it seriously scares me,"Mira says, munching on her cereal.

"Huh?"I ask, my voice hoarse.
She rolls her eyes. She acts just like Angel did when Angel was seven, just a little less 'I'm-a-mind-reader' and stuff. I found Mira by herself as a small three-year old child wrapped in rags. I took her in and cared for her.

"Fang, I worry for your health. And mine. How do I survive around you? With no other people to talk to?"she asks, throwing her hands up in the air.

I groan. "No.

She looks at me, truly concerned. "Fang...you won't, uh, go out again, right?"

I sit up rigid, watching her. I feel terrible for Mira. There's this bar place at the edges of the district that was once part of the state of Colorado. Mira and I live in a small cabin close to the old E-house.

Once, I went flying, and I saw the old shack. There at the bar,people were paid to fight each other.

I'm especially ashamed of myself for this. Mira was the one who had dragged a drunken me holding three sacks of money back home.

Drinking...it helped me drown in my sorrows of losing Max. I couldn't help myself at times. The drinks take away the pain. Sometimes it's too unbeareable for me.
*flashback*

The door slams open and a stream of light blinds me momentarily. I stagger, my arms flexing as I face my next opponent. The crowd is screaming, and I'm drunk as ever.
"FANG!"a voice screams. I turn my head. I see a pair of glowing silver eyes that are very, very mad. Mira's silver eyes are flashing as she hauls me up and holds me by the collar of my shirt. She drags me out, her brown hair flying behind her.

"How could you, Fang? Max would never want you to be this irresponsible. You are a freaking DISGRACE to her name! She saved your life, and this is how you spend it!?"Mira screamed, crying and dragging me.

Max...I'm so sorry...
And Mira punches me in the face. I black out.
*end*

I shake my head quickly. "No. I can't do that. I've done that twice, and it won't happen again,"I reply.
Mira nods, still not completely sure. She's only eleven, for gods' sake!
"I'm really sorry, Mira. I swear on Max's name it won't happen."
Mira smirks at me, arms crossed. "Uh-huh. Better not. You're such a suckish dad, you know?"she says.
I bow my head. "Mira, I'm really sorry. It's just...Max was my whole life. The Flock was. And then all of them slowly left. I would be hopelessly lost if it weren't for you. I'm sorry such a big burden is on you,"I say.
Mira's eyes light up. "Let's go visit them! Can we see all of them? Who first!"she says, smiling.
I sigh, rubbing a hand through my hair. "Sure, Mira. But they live far away."
Mira cheers.

"Yes! Who first! How about Nudge? She seems super nice!"Mira says, grinning. I smile fondly. "Yeah, Nudge is like my little sister. She'll do."I reply.

Mira screams and hugs me. She skips out of the room, doing a happy dance.

"I'M SO HAPPPPYYYY I COULD SCCCREEEEAAAMMMMMM!"

I grin. For once, I might have done something right.

Max had always said I would be a great dad. Sometimes, I actually believe her. Raising an eleven year old girl at the age of twenty-three is pretty frustrating.

"Hey, Mira, go pack your things!"I yell from my spot at the kitchen table.

"OK!"she calls back.

I sigh, leaning back into my chair. Maybe if I brought the Flock back together, then I would be able to take down NEWORLD. Then Max would be proud of me.

For now, it's a dream I just can't quite reach yet.

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