Iggy's POV about…3 years later. Might just stay oneshot, that's up to you guys.

I wake up to a sunny morning. At least, I think it's morning. With my blind eyes, I never really know until someone tells me. That's a real pain in the ass. But it's weird. Back when I had my eyesight, I remember being able to close my eyes and turn toward the sun and see the light through my eyelids, and turning away and seeing dark. That's sort of how it is now. Except I never know if it's really sunlight or a flashlight being shone into my eyes by Gazzy.

Gazzy's the coolest little eleven year old you've ever met. He is my partner in crime. He's sorta like my seeing eye dog. Except he's not a dog. He's a cross between human and avian. In fact, that's how we all are. By "we all", I mean: Max, Fang, Nudge, Gazzy, and Angel. All six of us are walking science experiments loose in the world. After escaping the School, we've been living on our own, more or less. We do have a dog, though. And this dog isn't just like any other dog. This one talks. Why can't anything about us be normal?

Right now, we're staying with a veterinarian. Her name is Dr. Martinez and she's got a daughter named Ella about Nudge's age, so about 14 or 15. Max met them a few years back when she saved Ella from getting beat up by a few teenagers, but she got shot in the process. Dr. Martinez fixed Max up so she could come back to join us on our rescue mission to save Angel.

Max is a natural superhero, saving everybody. She's our leader. But with that little Voice in her head, it's seemed like she's been going a tad bit crazy lately… sometimes she talks to it out loud. It's creepy. I wonder what Max would do without Fang. They've seemed to be getting a little close lately. My hearing isn't too shabby and the other night, I heard them smacking lips in the other room. It was disgusting.

It doesn't seem like Fang to do that kind of thing, but there you have it. He's been getting soft in his old age… Normally, he's pretty quiet and very good at sneaking into rooms almost without me hearing him. It's weird, though, because lately, he's been coming out of his shell. According to Gazzy, he's even started wearing a little bit of color and not just his usual black.

How would I know color? Well, something else has been weird. I've always been able to see everything clearly when I was dreaming. It was almost like I had my eyesight back. Lately I've been seeing weird things. Not necessarily "weird" but… the night before Max told us that we were going to Dr. Martinez and explained how they met, I dreamt it was going to happen. She said the exact same speech word for word. I guess I turned pale, but they all assumed that it was because I was afraid to live with a doctor. We all were, except Max, of course, because she trusted this doctor.

That's not all. After that first incident, I was ok. Nothing else unusual seemed to come up at all. My dreams were all just dreams again, so of course, I brushed that off as coincidence. But it happened again. I was dreaming about going camping with the flock and Ella over the weekend. Not that we would've gone camping, but it did end up happening. And, just like in my dream, we got attacked by a bear! Of course, with Angel being able to control people, and now things, with her mind, she got rid of the bear easily. She can read minds too. Of everybody I know, this little nine year old scares me the most. Call me a wimp, but it's true.

I know I'm probably just having déjà vu, but it's totally creeping me out. I don't know if I can handle this on top of being blind. I mean, how ironic is it that the blind boy can see the future? I had another one of those realistic dreams last night. Let's just see how this works out today.

o.o

When I get to the bathroom, somebody's already in there. Of course, Dr. Martinez left for work already, and Ella's at school. So naturally, there's going to be not as much politeness around here. Nobody ever taught us proper etiquette about anything. Here's how it went.

Me: "HEY OPEN UP!! I NEED TO SHOWER! YOU CAN'T SMELL LIKE I DO AND I SAY I REEK!"

Person in bathroom: "I'M IN THE SHOWER SO QUIT BANGING!"

Me, a little bit annoyed, thinking: Aw great…It's Max. At this rate, I'm never going to get the shower.

In the bathroom, there are two voices…not just one. Gee, I wonder who the other one is sarcasm.

Voice 1: "Hey, get outta the way. I need my towel." giggles

Me, thinking: Who giggles

Voice 2, muffled because of who-knows-what: "Why do you want to leave now?"

Voice 1, struggling against who-knows-what: "Come on, Iggy wants the shower…"

Me, jumping in: "YES IGGY DOES! MAX AND FANG, YOU BOTH BETTER GET THE HELL OUTTA THERE BEFORE I KICK YOUR ASSES OUT!

Voice 1: "Uh-oh…"

Voice 2: "Busted… crap."

Me, not trying to think of what they were going through in there: "Please just get outta there so I don't have to have an awkward conversation with the rest of the flock about why you two were in the shower together."

Of course, it was already too late. Angel, Gazzy, and Nudge all came running toward me. By the sound of their footsteps, they came from the kitchen.

Angel: "Iggy why are you yelling? … oh." (apparently, she just pulled a mind-reading stunt. Max is gonna be pelted with questions later!)

Gazzy: "What? Hey, where's Max? And where's Fang?"

Nudge: "Uhh…I don't think I wanna know…"

Gazzy: "Oh. OOOOhhh…"

Me: "Uhm…this is really not cool, guys…"

I feel them turn with me as we hear the door open.

Dr. Martinez: "HEY! Who made the mess in my kitchen?"

Angel, Gazzy, and Nudge: "Uhhhh…."

Me: "Maybe y'all should go clean it up with her?"

Them: "AW…COME ON!! We wanna be here when they come out."

Me: "GO!" Thinking What are 'they' doing in there anyway…actually: What's taking them so long to get out? Never mind, I don't wanna think about it. Speaking again "AND YOU TWO! Throw some clothes on and get out so I can shower!!"

Finally, I hear the door open. They come out and whisper, "Don't tell Dr. Martinez about this, please?" I just say, "Whatever," and walk into the bathroom, which smelled pretty normal…considering.

o.o

After my hard-earned shower, I walk into my temporary room to be greeted by a wet mess of fur licking my face. "YUK! Get off me you mutt, I just showered!"

'Yeah, but you're cleaner than Max and Fang, and they just showered too."

"You're gross. TMI, dude." He just barks a dog bark and leaps his way to Angel's room. I need some outdoor time. So I walk out the back door, which is close to a forest, and lay back on the grass. I am momentarily joined by none other than our favorite: Gazzy.

"Dude, I just had an awesome idea…" But he is cut off from saying any more. We are being ambushed by some giant hairy dogs. Let me rephrase that: some giant hairy flying dogs. I knew it was going to be a matter of time before these stupid Erasers attacked us again, so here we are; back to the good ol' days.

Ok, so I'm an impatient little birdy. But seriously, I have been itching to get my hands on these guys. With them, it's always. "Go for the blind one! He makes an awesome punching bag!" Well, not today, bastards! Today it's my turn. I get into full fighting while flying mode and use my super senses (minus eyesight, of course) to pick up which direction they're coming to attack me from.

I've got one on either side and one behind me. They're too busy making sure they fly in a straight line to turn away as I shoot straight up. Hearing their collision, I reach into my pocket and pull out a mini-bomb, which I drop right on top of them. I hear the explosion and their shouts of pain and it brings a wide grin to my face.

Then I hear the Gasman struggling. I immediately fly over to where he is. He shouts, "IGGY! I KNOW WHAT I'M DOING!! GET OUTTA THE WAY!" I trust him and shoot back up.

I hear a few thuds as his Erasers hit the ground. Gazzy flies up next to me. "So. Whaddaya think?"

I keep my voice from shaking. "Gazzy…what did you just do?"

"Nothing…" came that mischievous voice. "I just tested out my new power on them…"

"Cool… What is it?"

"Nothing much…Just paralysis hands!"

"Whoa! That's some sweet stuff! So how long they down for?"

"I'm not sure…"

I'm not worried though…well maybe I am, a bit. But there's something else. Gazzy isn't the only one with a new trick up his sleeve. I dreamed about all of this, this whole day. I dreamt it last night. Aw, great…the blind boy can see the future.

So it's your call guys. Oneshot or not? Hope you liked!