Max POV

My flock had abandoned me.

Yeah, that's right, you read this correctly.

It all happened two years ago, right after we had gotten kidnapped from Antarctica and brought to Miami (I still think that that sounds weird.)

Anyway, we had been brought to that "school" that the government wanted us to go to, but the Voice had told us otherwise, so being me, I told the flock that we had to head off.

I'm so dumb.

It turned out that once the Voice had told us to leave, it completely shut-up, and I started to doubt my leadership ability. Then, wouldn't you know, the Flock started doubting me as well.

I had no idea what to do after that. (I know what a shocker, the Amazing Invincible Always-Has-A-Plan Max didn't know what to do!)

Well here's a newsflash for you. Just because I normally know what to do doesn't mean that I ALWAYS know what to do. I'm not freggin' superwoman, just so ya know.

Anyway, Fang recommended that we should do something that he had figured out from a lead on his blog. That blog made me want to tear my hair out. Then Fang became the official "leader" of the Flock. Yeah, shocker. The silent emotionless Fang wanted to take the burden of becoming the leader. Well, it turned out that he had had a sudden change of heart!

WOW! As if my life wasn't screwed up enough already.

So, I accepted it, just thinking that it wasn't going to last, and that they were all going to give up on him sooner or later as the blog blew up right in his face.

But, no.

Then one night, after I had turned into the cold and emotionless person that Fang had once been, I was kidnapped.

Yes, I spoke truthfully. I. Was. Kidnapped.

As if it couldn't happen to anyone.

The people were about ten times stronger than me, or any Eraser that I had faced in the past.

The Flock was being videotaped, just for my reassurance that they would come after me. But, what do you know, when they showed me the videotape, the Flock had just GIVEN UP.

They said that they thought that I had been too fed up with them and just got up and left. They never even knew that I was going to get up the courage and tell them how wrong I was about everything just the morning after.

But, of course, since life isn't fair to absolutely everyone, they never came after me. I was brought to a strange place, and tested on by horrible people. I don't know how they ever even restrained me. It was like the straps that they used were reinforced with diamonds or something like that.

Well, you are probably still asking, "Who kidnapped you, Max?" Well, to tell you the complete and utter truth, I STILL don't know. Life isn't fair. I do know that I was in that asylum place for about a year and a half.

Anyway, life is just dandy for me, thanks for asking. I flew back to my beloved family The Martinez's once I was finally let go after being... I shudder thinking about it.

Ella was there welcoming me when I got there, wanting all of the juicy details, but to tell you the truth, I had become so depressed that I barely wanted to talk anymore.

My mom wanted to talk with me, and as of right now, when I am seventeen years old, she is the only one that I will say more than four words at a time to.

I am going to start school soon, and it is somewhere that I have never seen before. It turned out that in the time that it took me to get rejected by my Fl- by the flock, Mom had just gotten married to a guy that lived up North in Washington State. They had been living long distant in the time that it took Ella to finish the semester of school that was neccessary for her to finish.

They were about to move, but when I got there, Dr. Martinez understood that I didn't want to be around anyone. So, being the awesome mom that she was, we stayed at her home for another few months.

Thankfully, mom's new husband agreed to it. So, we stayed there for another few months. Me going to therapy reluctantly, and Ella getting to see her friends for another year.

But now, it was time to move, and I shrugged on my black sweatshirt, covering my poorly used wings and headed out the door, hugging my mom and sitting next to Ella in the backseat of her van.

Whoever this person was that my mom married, he better be good to them, or he'll feel the wrath of a very angry bird kid.

A/N I know that this doesn't sound good when you first read it, but I hope that it will evolve into something more. 3 Reviews before the next chapter is up!
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