Wings of Time

by Chaplain Lemartes

Seven Kids, but they fight like Seven Hundred Erasers. This is their story as they start out as humble schoolkids, and read about their adventures with Maximum Ride and the Last of the Time Lords. This is their nightmare. Now you will witness it.

1. The Flying Magnificent Seven

Wings of Time

A Maximum Ride/Doctor Who Crossover Fanfiction

Chapter 1: The Flying Magnificent Seven

HELLO, GOOD MORNING, bonjour, Hola, whatever. My name is Merlin. Welcome to my nightmare. To Tell the whole story, I'm gonna have to start from the beginning. With The School. No, not the School that the famous Maximum Ride started her adventures at. My School in England. However, something went wrong. I woke up on a field trip one morning – with wings. Me and six others. So I decided now would be a good time to leave. However, we couldn't fly, so we legged it. Somehow managed to stowaway on a plane, and yeah, we're in America now. So my name is Merlin, I'm 15. Lizze is also 15. I was the only one who changed my name. Just behind me is Joe. Joe's 14, nearly 15.

And then there's the twins, Dominic and Mike, they're 14, too. Then there's Chris and Melissa, who are 13. Yeah, Seven of us. The Flying Magnificent Seven. Unfortunately, we don't have powers. Yet. But that could all change, because with Whitecoats, as I had learnt from Fang's blog – things always go wrong.

Oh and by the way, I hope you didn't think this is going to be a story where the heroes win and survive. Trust me, because if you want that to happen, go back and find something else to read. Something like Harry Potter. Because, this, my friends, will be a lot darker. A lot scarier, and... A lot better.

-Merlin, Lizze, Joe, Dominic, Mike, Chris and Melissa. Welcome to our Nightmare.

Before I continue and explain my journey further, here's a sneak peak, just to keep you guys hooked and yeah. Enjoy.

TRAILER:

"So," I frowned to myself, looking at the dust where my friends had gone, kidnapped by the beings known as Erasers. "I've got Two Days. Two Days, no sort of weapon, no transport to get me from Arizona to New York, no possible way of assistance. This is going to be slightly easier than expected."

"There's twelve of us!" Max yelled, as we ducked behind makeshift barricades. "Twelve against twelve hundred!"

"Oh that's easy," I smiled. "A hundred each. The Traps are laid and yeah, all we got to do is hope we go for them."

"And if not?" Lizze asked.

"Fight to the last man, of course," I chuckled.

"It strikes me, Iggy," The Doctor paced around the lab. "You've got a bomb which nobody can set off without dying, right?"

"Right," Iggy nodded.

The man lying on the floor coughed and spluttered, his eyes began to open.

"Well," The Doctor began. "I think we've got just the man."

"We can do this," I looked Lizze in the eye, and we held the gaze for almost a minute. "We always will get out of here alive."

The Bullet whizzed through the air, hurtling towards its target at unstoppable speed. It couldn't be stopped.

"Now," Ter Borcht cackled. "Ze end of ze World."