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Winged Kids Go to Heaven...Right?

Chapter One

Here's a little information you might not know. Africa is not a country. It's actually a continent made up of a bunch of different countries.

Me being the unschooled mutant bird-kid I am, was slightly surprised to find this out.

And while we're talking about fats here, I'd like to point out that Africa is really, really hot! Even at 2,000 feet in the air.

This was where the flock and I currently were. We were over Chad, headed to the refuge camp where the Coalition to Stop the Madness, or the CSM, were going to meet us.

"Hey look, Elephants!" Gazzy shouted excitedly, pointing to the ground where we could make out a herd of elephants making it's way through the desert.

How could we see them, you ask? Well, with our handy-dandy raptor vision that's how. Being a mutant bird-kid had it's perks.

"They look really cool." Iggy said.

I rolled my eyes , then remembered he couldn't see it. "I'm rolling my eyes Ig."

Nudge glided closer to me. "Max, I'm tired. Will we be there soon?" she asked.

I wasn't really sure, but I doubted that would be a good answer from a leader. We had been flying for a long time so I guessed it would be pretty soon.

"Probably in around twenty minutes." I said confidently.

"Sooner." Fang said from my other side, looking straight ahead.

I looked too and, sure enough, there was the refuge camp below us maybe a fifteen minute flight away.

I was close.

From here I could see the CSM planes and what looked like little huts.

I became tense and more alert. We would be going onto a new environment with lots of people around us. And call me paranoid but, I felt like something bad was going to happen.

And knowing our insane life, something probably would.

"Everything will be fine, Max." Angel assured, hearing my thoughts. Yep that's right. Angel can read minds. Along with a bunch of other weird things.

I smiled back at her, not really comforted.

"Okay guys" I said "Lets head down."

After landing near of the planes, Dr. John Abate, one of my mum's co-workers, came up to meet us.

"Hey guys, how was the flight?" he asked, offering us all bottles of water he had brought over. We gratefully took them.

Before I could answer I was interrupted.

"Hi guys!" Dr. Brigid Dwyer came up from behind John.

"Hey." Everyone answered with different levels of enthusiasm.

I remembered her little "confrontation" with Mr. Chu I had seen and stayed silent. My day was quickly going down hill.

"Your mum is in there." John motioned to one of the huts and started leading the way while everyone followed.

And that, along with Fang's hand in mine and the killer half-smile he sent me, my day seemed a lot better.

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