Hi there, I am trying to start a new story I hope you Maximum Ride fans like it...I don't know much about the maximum Ride series, but I'll try my best. Mixing in GunGrave will have to twist the story line often.
"Grave" the man replied softly. His amber eye was full of sorrow, but there was a flare of determination and fire. He wore a dark trenchcoat, matching dark pants, and a loose white t-shirt. There was a gun in each of the large pockets of the trenchcoat. One was black with a type of red cross running down the side. The other was modeled the same, but the cross was white. Both guns were very large and looked to be very powerful because of their size.
"Are you from the school?" I asked cautiously.
"No." Was the quiet reply.
"Then where are you from?" Nudge asked.
"Beyond the grave."
It was then, I felt a slight pulling at the edge of my sleeve. I looked down to see angel staring up at me with her large blue eyes, "max, i-i can't read into his mind...It's like he's dead." She whispered, her voice filled with horror. There was something that appeared in grave's eyes when she said this to me, he must of overheard angel.
we accepted grave into our group (not because he could drive a "get-away" car), but because nudge liked him and gazzy was into his guns. Apparently, the guns were called cerberus. As much as gazzy would beg to hold them grave would just smile and shake his head slightly. The fact that he was so quiet creeped me out, but he had a soft side to his quietness. It wasn't like those i'm-thinking-of 100-ways -to-kill-you quiet. It was just a normal shy type quiet.
We moved along in the alleys trying to keep out of sight, and grave's height didn't seem to be a bother either. He was so quiet and dark that no one cared to look. Our main goal was to stay away from the erasers that had been tracking us, but apparently we failed. The familiar whirring noise could be heard from above. These were the erasers with the wings.
"Hide!" I yelled frantically. Hopefully we'd be able to hide in time. Once we were hidden in some boxes and trash cans I looked out to see grave standing there looking at the sky.
"Grave! Hide!" I whispered harshly. He turned his head and looked at me softly and shook his head. His hands reached in his pockets for his guns and he jumped. Just in time to avoid an array of machine gun bullets. He didn't land so, I assumed that he jumped high enough to make it to the top of the nearby buildings that bordered the alley. If he did, he'd have to be very strong, but for his size it seemed possible. From above we could hear various gunshots. The higher pitched rapid machine guns, and then a lower more powerful sounding thunder of two guns. The two cerberus. The noise all ended with two low shots and then all was silent. I looked out again to see a shadow over the alley. It seemed to be getting larger when grave appeared, his jacket flying in the motion of falling, and with both guns smoking in his hands. He landed in a crouched position and looked around for more danger. Sensing none. He stood and turned to look at us, a soft smile in his eye.
"Grave!" Nudge yelled and ran out to hug his leg, "you're hurt." She said. I looked and sure enough there were bullet wounds, but they seemed to be healing before my eyes in rapid motion.
"Awesome! You have healing powers too!" Gazzy shouted excitedly.
That's all for now!