Hey y'all. This is a songfic that jumped into my mind all of a sudden. Don't ya' just love it when that happens? Well, I don't know if it's any good, but I hope it is. The song is "Concrete Angel", one of my favorite songs. Italics is the song and bold is the past/present. The past events will be in past tense and the present events will be in present tense. Onto the songfic! -Max
Disclaimer: Maximum Ride is James Patterson's. "Concrete Angel" is Martina McBride's.
Claimer: The idea for this songfic is mine.
I remember this girl from the School, back when I was six. She was eight. I had always looked up to her.
She walks to school with the lunch she packed
She had wings and powers like us. We were alike, genetically.
Nobody knows what she's holdin' back
She was tough, even more than I am now. It was hard to get her to do what she was told. The pain she faced was at least double of mine.
Wearin' the same dress she wore yesterday
She took out more and more Erasers every day. She was getting stronger all the time. The Whitecoats hated her for that.
She hides the bruises with linen and lace
She never went without a fight. She would always struggle and argue. Her body was always covered in bruises, cuts, and blood.
The teacher wonders but she doesn't ask
They thought she was a mistake, but they don't say a word, in fear. Who knew if the Director would agree?
It's hard to see the pain behind the mask
This girl was extremely stoic. She was better at hiding things then Fang.
Bearing the burden of a secret storm
She knew they were going to kill her. She remained strong, nonetheless.
Sometimes she wishes she was never born
She'd tell me this sometimes at night, after an excruciatingly painful day, once the others were fast asleep. I agreed with her much of the time. Still, she never gave in. she fought for the same reasons I did.
Through the wind and the rain
My hair flapped wildly in a storm, eight years later.
She stands hard as a stone
I look down on her small grave.
In a world that she can't rise above
To rise above, she'd have to have been free. She never got the chance. Not like we did.
But her dreams give her wings
She's the reason I fought so hard for freedom. Her dreams inspired me. Once she left, I fought as hard as she did.
And she flies to a place where she's loved
I know that wherever she is, she's flying and finally free.
Concrete angel
Never to suffer again…
Somebody cries in the middle of the night
The scream was terrifying. I cried softly. I knew it was that girl's.
The neighbors hear, but they turn out the lights
Some Whitecoats froze after placing Iggy in a cage. The blood-curling scream scared us all. The Whitecoats shook it off and left, though. They were used to… Retiring kids.
A fragile soul caught in the hands of fate
What a crummy life she led. If only she had been able to be free…
When morning comes it'll be too late
We knew she was dead. I cried for my friend. Iggy and Fang did, too.
Through the wind and the rain
I feel a tear fall down my cheek as Fang hands me a bouquet of flowers to place on the grave.
She stands hard as a stone
I'm shaking, tears falling freely down my face.
In a world that she can't rise above
I want to change that, for future experiments, like us. No one should die like this again.
But her dreams give her wings
I hear the others land near me. We're all here, wishing that our friend was, too.
And she flies to a place where she's loved
She's in a better place, though. One where she's actually loved.
Concrete angel
Never to feel pain again…
A statue stands in a shaded place
And now I, at fourteen, stand in front of the grave we made for her.
An angel girl with an upturned face
The statue was Fang's idea. The girl was a true angel, at least to us.
A name is written on a polished rock
I place the flowers at the base of the stone and look to the skies. "You were the true Maximum. I'm sorry they took you so soon. You never gave up and fought harder than we did. Thank you for giving me the strength to do that."
A broken heart that the world forgot
One that the world didn't know to begin with. A broken heart that was supposed to lead a normal life, taken away by evil scientists.
Through the wind and the rain
The Flock snaps out their wings. It's time to move on.
She stands hard as a stone
The girl can't come, she never will.
In a world that she can't rise above
Fang looks down at me. The Flock is hovering in the air. "Let's go, Max."
But her dreams give her wings
I open my wings, and jump into the sky.
And she flies to a place where she's loved
I take one last look at the grave. Something catches my eyes.
Concrete angel
My friend from years ago, flies towards me, a grin on her face, a beautiful white dress flapping wildly in the storm. She gives me one last hug, and flies into the non-existent sun. With renewed strength, I fly over to the Flock, and we leave the grave of an true angel. A now concrete angel.
I hoped y'all liked it. If ya' want to hear the song, go to youtube and type in "Concrete Angel". It's such a sad song, but a good one, and I hope I didn't butcher it with the storyline! Review and tell me what ya' think. -Max