Hi everyone, I really hope you like this story. It takes place when Fang is 6 years old. Heh, I love Fang! I hope you feel like this actually could have taken place in the past . Please review, be gentle :(
Description: We go about eight years into the past. Fang is about six years old. After an argument with his buddy Iggy, Fang takes to the sky…well the encased play area at School. Flying around, thinking about his imprisonment and a red-haired girl from his past, he meets a pretty girl. She's strong, stubborn, and not afraid to kick him around. Her name is Max. But there's something strange about Max. Fang feels connected to her; even though this is the first time they've met. The tiny blond streaks in her hair and the dark spots in her wings irk Fang. Why are they so familiar? Why does Max seem to change and get stronger after every session with the white lab coat people? Can little Fang ever be free? MF story, hope you like it!
- KATHY :)
Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride or any of the characters. The plot was made from my imagination and I apologize if my idea is in anyway similar to another story. I assure you that it was unintentional.
DNAvians: Chapter 1: Pretend
"Fang, you're kidding me! You're already six years old and you've never had a crush?" laughed Iggy picking up a blue Lego.
Fang stared down at the ground, his dark locks of hair getting into his dark, innocent eyes, "Yeah what's it to ya, Ig!"
"C'mon buddy, I'm a little younger than you and even I can't believe it!" laughed the adorable blond toddler. Iggy's pale blue eyes shined with pride.
"Leave me alone!" yelled Fang. He spread his dark, six foot wide wings and fluttered into the sky.
The School had an open area for exercise; of course there was a limit though. Fang pushed his midnight-stained wings higher and higher pushing himself to the top. He touched the glass at the top of the large dome that surrounded the 'open area'. He pressed his forehead to the cool glass and remembered. Almost a year ago, he had been in love, when he was almost five.
He had crawled out a vent into the open and flew a mile away. He had seen little kids about his own age. They were free and playing happily. They giggled and laughed and hugged and ran. They didn't have wings. But they weren't trapped. He saw one little girl with long curly red, red hair, green eyes, and a face full of freckles. She sat on a swing with her arms spread out, "Push me higher, I wanna fly!"
Little five year old Fang had watched her smiling face and he almost smiled himself. Even as the School officers detained him and put a tracker on his wings, he watched the smiling red-headed girl who wanted to fly, until they dragged him away.
"Hey, fool, get down from there before the grown-ups smash your head in for trying to fly away!" called a strong, young voice from below. Fang looked down and caught sight of a little girl about his age with long brown hair with thin blond streaks in it. The blond streaks in her hair made Fang feel nervous, they reminded him of someone, but he couldn't think of whom. She had her arms crossed as she tapped her foot, "Do I have to drag you down?"
Fang glared at her knowingly, "You can't. Only me and Iggy have wings."
She smirked, "Try me." Wings thrust out from her back. They were large and a nutmeg brown with dark spots speckled across like a falcon's wings. The dark spots seemed out of place, yet they belonged somehow.
Fang tried to recompose his little face but awe managed to escape, "Whoa." She flew up to the top in an instant and thrust her small hand out to him, "How are ya? My name is Max."
"That's a boy's name," Fang commented, regretting it immediately. She glared at him, "So what?" And then threw a punch at him right in the gut.
Down Fang went tumbling onto the squishy green glass below. She dived down from the sky and tackled him wrestling him until he was under her. Fang was no little gentleman he fought hard but she sat on his stomach. Now Fang realized it! The dark spots looked like his wings' color. He spat some dirt out and wiped a smudge off his rosy cheek, and then smiled, "I'm Fang."
Max smirked, "Nice to meet ya, Fang." She like the way his dark eyes sparkled, "Like shiny black marbles."
Fang glanced at her, "What?" Max cheeks turned crayon red, "Nothing." He smiled and reached over to pick a leaf from her hair. He liked that softness and the way she had smirked. He liked when she blushed. Fang smiled, "Maybe we should get up now."
A School officer rushed over, "There you mutants are! Maximum, don't go running off like that!"
"I didn't, I flew," Max said matter-of-factly. Fang grinned. The officer grabbed Max's hand, "Young lady, it is time for testing; I don't think you want us to put you in that cage again, do you? You two," he said pointing to Fang, and Iggy on the other side of the dome "will be tested later."
Max grimaced as she was dragged to do testing. This consisted of multiple physical tests to chart their abilities and limits. Fang felt bad for Max having to go first. Testing hurt a lot because the grown-ups did not let you stop until you collapsed, then they scowled and called you worthless and made you train more. His hand moved on its own. Suddenly, Max's hand was in his, "I go too."
The officer looked at Fang, "Little brats…okay whatever. You're next anyway…" Fang gave Max a reassuring glance and patted her hand. Max didn't say anything, but Fang felt her squeeze his hand.
When they arrived in the lab, Fang was told to sit in the corner. He noticed that Max and a little girl, younger than them, with dark skin and wild hair were both brought into the lab. Fang tried to read the sign on the door, but the white-coated people had not taught him how to read too well. He managed anyway.
"D-N-A," Fang read but still didn't understand. He moved to the next word, "Mod-i-fi-ca-ti-on?"
Fang squinted in frustration, "DNA Mod-die-fy-cah-shun?" He slammed his fist against the floor. How was he supposed to know what that meant? He was six!
"Stupid loser white coats," he said giving a hard glare at a passing lab worker. The lab worker kept a calm face, but shifted away from Fang's cold gaze. When the worker left, Fang chuckled. These grown-ups were actually afraid of him!
The door Fang had tried to read swung open. Max walked out with her arms crossed and a grim look on her face. She slapped away a white-coated man's hand. He looked hurt, "Max, sweetheart, they have to do this for your own good."
"I don't wanna go in that room anymore, Jeb, they give me this icky stuff that makes me fall asleep and then when I wake up I feel all weird," she glared at the door then turned to Fang.
"Fang, let's go play!" She said happily. Fang made her feel safe for some reason. Max never showed it, but a lot of the time, she was afraid.
Fang gave Max a sad smile, "I gotta go into the testing room now. I have to get shots and stuff too today."
Max's grin vanished. She said nothing but walked away. Fang felt like going after her, but what would happen this time if he ran away again from testing?
The little girl with wild hair staggered out of the room Max had come from. Her dark skin seemed paler and her brown lively eyes had lost some of their luster. Fang couldn't help but notice that when he looked at Max before, her eyes had some more brown in them. The same brown as the little girl's.
"Are you okay?" Fang asked the wild hair girl, and immediately regretted it. She burst out, "No! I am sooo tired right now! I feel like extremely weak and my hair is all dry and my knees are wobbly and my skin is all gross and my eyes have that icky crusty stuff around them and I feel like I'm talking slower for some reason. Oh and hi, I'm Nudge." Fang's eyes widened. For a three year-old, Nudge seemed to talk an awful lot. His head was a little dizzy from listening.
"Okay, nice to meet you Nudge, I'm Fang," He patted her head and smiled. Another white coated person walked into the room, "Avian-human number two, let's go." They brought Fang into the testing room next to the room Max and Nudge had been in.
"Let's test your speed first, Experiment," a white coated worker said. Fang growled, "My name is Fang."
The white coat laughed. They weren't afraid of Fang when they were safe behind a glass wall. Fang growled again but released his wings. His dark wings spread out and he wiggled them until he was ready to fly.
He took a breath in and took off. He pushed himself faster and faster. Fang almost grinned with delight at the wind rushing on his face. He felt the power pulse through his wings and the freedom that came with flying. He put his arms out in front of him like Superman and closed his eyes. He pretended he was outside in the sky flying around. He pretended he fit there. He pretended the world wanted him there. He pretended he belonged. He imagined Max and Iggy and maybe even Nudge flying with him. He pretended he was free. But when Fang opened his eyes to see the white walls coming closer and closer, he remembered that that's all it was. Pretend.
Okay, more chapters to come, thanks for reading! Please review and tell me what you think!! I hope you everyone likes it so far! :)