A/N: Flight at Midnight here with her first story ever: Future Shock! It's going to be full of twists, turns, and things you *hopefully* don't see coming. So hold on tight, and get prepared for the ride.
Note: This is a redone prologue!
Please R&R guys, 'cause I'd really appreciate it. I'll return the favor for whoever reviews and their story(ies) too as soon as I can! Also, concrit is much appreciated.
Disclaimer: I own nothing! James Patterson owns Maximum Ride.
Prologue
January 17, 2010
Max POV
Chaos.
Annhilation.
Utter destruction.
These are just a few of the words running through my head as I look down at the Earth, my wings beating rhythmically up and down in order to keep me aloft.
Most of the other words, though, were colorful, 4-letter words that I was lucky that Angel wasn't around to hear.
Where was the Flock? I hope they are nowhere near the ground.
Those poor, dead people.
I wish I could help them, but I just can't. If I do, then I'll die too, and then I won't be much help then, now will I?
If the Flock IS on the ground then… oh god, I can't think of it.
But if they are… dead, what can I do? I can only hope, for now, that they are alive.
I never got to say good-bye, either. And other things, like telling Fang that I lo- lov- love him. There, I said it. I swear, if they're alive, that will be the first thing I will tell him.
If they're alive…
And there is the prologue! The story will pick up faster later on.
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