Crossover between Maximum Ride and A Great and Terrible Beauty

Max Pov

BOOM! Oh no. Not again.

"Gazzy!"

"Iggy did it!" he shouted back, blue eyes wide.

My eyes narrowed and his innocence act faltered a bit until it collapsed completely.

"Sorry, Max" he muttered looking down.

"Uh huh, sure," He looked up at me and I smiled. Gazzy visibly relaxed and sighed a breath of relief. C'mon, you try being mad at an 8-year old when they look like that.

"What? You don't let me off that easy!" Iggy protested.

"You," I said stressing the word, "should know better."

"He does too!"

Gazzy cut in "It's just because I do a better sad face."

"Right, because I can definitely see that," Iggy said sarcastically.

I guess I should explain. My name is Maximum Ride, a.k.a. Max and I lead our little gang. By the way no one calls me by my full name except the Voice in my head, who seems to enjoy formalities. Yes, I did say Voice in my head. What? You don't have one? You can get one with incredible brain smashing headaches included free of charge!

Anyway, I live with my family of mutant freaks. Fang, my second in command, but known by his many fangirls as Mr. tall, dark, handsome, and silent. He's 14, like Iggy and I.

Iggy, our blind (literally) pyro-maniac and partner in crime with Gazzy, with whom he builds bombs such as the one just set off. Iggy also happens to be the best cook among us. Just because I'm leader and 100 amazing at everything else, does not mean I can or will cook.

Nudge, eleven, is the motor mouth. She never stops talking. I'm seriously thinking about getting ADHD medicine to see if it helps any.

Gazzy, a younger version of Iggy, to put it basically. His full name is the Gasman. Don't even ask just stay upwind.

Finally, my baby, Angel. The most loving, adoring, understanding little 6-year old there ever was. Not to mention she reads minds. She and the Gasman are the only real sibling among us, they look it, too.

Now the million-dollar question: Why are 6 kids camped out in the middle of nowhere eating rabbit medium rare?

Answer: Because we're on the run from mad scientist who want to "terminate" or "retire" us. They're just mad we escaped 4 years ago, so they can't experiment on us anymore. And they never will, ever again, I will make sure of it.

Plus, we're on a mission to save the world! Again. Right now we are on our way to the coordinates given to us via voice.

"Calling all mutant freaks with wings to a dinner of roast rabbit!" called Iggy.

Oh, yeah. That's another thing, you know how I said my family of mutant freaks…we are. Awesome human-avian hybrid mutant freaks with the sweetest bunch of wings ever, but mutant freaks all the same.

All the sudden a stampede was surrounding me with various shouts of "Food!" "I'm soooo hungry, I could eat like, 5 whole elephants and still have a side of buffalo." And "Thank God!".

Fang and I had gone hunting earlier, so we al had a whole rabbit. When you gotta live, you gotta live.

The younger kids had their rabbits cooked first. The poor rabbits were gone so fast they couldn't have moved faster if they'd been alive.

"Oh great and glorious leader, I have your first class supper," Iggy said in a deep voice.

Fang and I walked up to the fire. We were still kids, but slightly more mature.

"Suck up," I said. Iggy smirked.

"What ever you say oh Max, master of all things except those that have to do with the great art of coo-" I punched him semi-lightly in the chest.

"Watch it," I said.

"Yes Max!"

Fang had already finished his food and was sitting with one leg folded side ways on the ground and the other foot flat on the ground, bent at the knee with his elbow resting on top of it.

When I looked over at him he just shook his head, a small smile playing at his lips. I glared at him and then sat down a few feet away devouring my rabbit. I love being mannerless.

I watched the kids play for a while. We didn't have much, but we had us, and that's what matters. Angel turned around, away from the game, to look at me. She smiled and my heart glowed.

"Come play with us, Max," she said. Nudge stopped too.

"Yeah Max! Come play! That would be awesome! Please, please, please, please, please!" They gave me bambi eyes at the same time.

"Aww. No fair," I said.

"Yes!"

" Okay, okay, I'm in. But when I get you, you have to go to bed." I said sternly.

"Ha! You'll never catch me!" yelled Nudge.

I rolled my eyes and closed them counting to 10 in my head. Angel squealed and ran. Nudge and Gazzy got the hint and followed. On 10 I jumped up to hunt my prey.

I hoped they wouldn't go too far, but you never know. After about 5 minutes of searching I decided to cheat. Not too bad, just using certain smelling gifts. I walked around trying to catch one of their scents, like I had when Max II had replaced me, when I smelled a Nudge. I grinned evilly and went into a crouch. About 20 ft. and 30 seconds later, I pounced. Right on to an unsuspecting Nudge.

"Aw, I don't wanna go to sleep!" she pouted. I smiled sadly and shook my head.

"Back to camp. Sleep," I said pointing.

She turned and stalked off muttering something about age and practice and unfairness.

I whirled when I heard a small rustle. Scanning the bushes, I made my way towards the sound. I saw a flash of blond and froze. So did the blond. We stayed like that for a while waiting for the other to move.

Finally, the blondness tried to make a run for it. I pounded through the woods after it. 15 feet. 12 feet. 6 feet.

CRASH!

I had used my wings to propel me forward jumped and grabbed onto Angel refusing to let her go despite her struggling. She was already out of breath, and finally just bent over panting. I let her catch her breath before I let her up.

"Jeez, Max, you run too fast" she said still a little out of breath. I smiled gave her a small push toward the camp.

She turned back and leaped at me. I caught her and she gave me a big bear hug.

"G'night, Max!" she said holding onto me tightly.

"Night, sweetie. Sweet dreams." I kissed her forehead.

BANG!

He. Is. So. Dead. Angel giggled at my thought.

"Sorry sweetie, I have to go violently torture your brother," I growled. Angel grinned and ran off.

I charged after the sound of the bomb, and was nearly knocked over by the shock wave. I heard running moving toward the opposite direction. I bent down an pick up a good-sized rock, and threw it as hard as I could. It landed somewhere in front of the running.

I heard sliding and running again, but this time coming toward me. I slid behind a tree.

5…4…3…2…1-

"Gotcha!"

"Ah!" Gazzy gave a startled shout for running right in to my arms. He kicked my shin as a knee jerk reaction for being grabbed, and, not expecting it, I hissed in pain. He looked at me, blue eyes wide with awe, "Sorry, Max," Then it hit him, "You can teleport!"

I laughed "No, but I can throw rocks." He looked down, a little disappointed.

I gripped him a bit tighter and her looked back up at me. "You do know that no sad face is going to get you out of that little trick you played back there, right?"

His face turned to horror as I began to mercilessly tickle him to the ground.

"Okay! Ok-" he chocked a bit, so I let up a little. "Stop, please!"

"Bombs?" I asked.

"No more bombs. Bombs won-" he was consumed by laughter once again, "Bombs won't...blow up!"

I stopped and raised an eyebrow "How about bombs won't make an appearance?"

"Fine! Bombs won't come out of my backpack or Iggy's unless I am being attacked by cretins! Can I get up now? Please?" I kept him down a bit longer just to make sure the real threat got in through the playing.

We got up and Gazzy yawned.

"Alright, let's get you to bed," I said pulling him with me. He began to lean on me a bit more and by the time we got back to camp-it was much farther than I thought- I was carrying him and he was asleep I my arms. I would have flown but this way his weight was somewhat put on the ground, instead of entirely on me.

I saw Angel curled up next to Nudge with Total's head resting on her neck fitting his body to hers. Akila was in between the heads of Nudge and Angel. Iggy was asleep against a tree. Fang was awake keeping watch. His eyes followed me as I laid down Gazzy beside Angel and Total. Then I went over to match Fang's alert poster leaning against a tree beside him.

I closed my eyes and remembered chasing after the kids. "Do you want me to take watch?" I asked.

"I got it," he said. "You should get some sleep."

"I should." He looked over at me and raised an eyebrow asking what was wrong. I sighed, "Just the voice, and if Itex is back and that we're on the run again, and…you know, stuff."

He nodded an turned forward again, but looked back when I yawned. He reached out and put his arm around my shoulders, lightly pushing my head on his shoulder. I stiffened a little, but stayed. I did want to stay awake though, just a bit longer to make sure the kids were really settled and okay.

"You worry about them too much. Sleep." Fang was doing that thing where he knew me too well.

I rolled my eyes and gave in. I really was tired. As I drifted off to sleep, I wondered if it would always be like this. I knew we could never live normally, but if we would always be on the run. My last thought was that my head was still on Fang's shoulder and his arm was still around me.

Fang/3rd POV

Fang knew Max was asleep when he saw her muscles relax and felt her full weight on him. He smiled, glad that no one could see him. Max was strong for the kids, he was strong for Max. Even though he didn't show it, he was almost giddy every time he thought about the fact that Max belonged to him in a way she never would to anyone else.

Sometimes Fang would worry that she wouldn't ever stop being stubborn, or that she only belonged to him because they had known each other their whole lives, or if he had misread the signs out of hope. But moments like this gave him back his hope in full, maybe slightly overconfident blasts.

Max shifted and Fang automatically tightened his arm around her. It was cold out, but the body heat coming from Max kept Fang's entire body warm and slightly tingly.

Fang gently put his face in Max's hair and closed his eyes breathing in her smell. Better than chocolate chip cookies. Sort of woodsy, not surprising considering their normal sleeping conditions.

Fang listened to the world; birds were rustling in mostly. That and the flock's breathing. He pulled his head back resting it against the tree. He would watch a member of the flock for a while, do a 360 making sure not to wake up Max , and watch another, listening all the while. Taking care of his family and the most beautiful girl in the world.

A/N: I know nothing much happened in this chapter, but bear with me. I know what I'm doing and I should have the second chapter up soon. Please tell me if Fang was too OOC or if the chapters should be shorter. Also, I plan to move kinda slow, it will speed up a ton, trust me, but still slowish. So tell me if I should go faster. And tell me if I should have more Fang POV's. I like them, but I'm not sure if I write them too well. He won't always be like this by the way. Not all of his thoughts are about Max, she's just his first priority. Thank you so, so, so much.

P.S. Gemma will be in next chapter!