Ella's Escape
Maximum Ride rules! Especially where Ella's involved:D
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I closed my eyes. My head was pounding. Gazzy had just run to go get Fang's Gang, who were at the airport. I had posted a message on Fang's Blog:
PLEASE READ! FROM MAX!
Angel isn't dead. Captured by Psychos. Come to Arizona.
Yeah, it's short. But that's how I roll. "Max!" Iggy snapped me out of my thoughts. "Look!" What I saw kind of freaked me out. Four of the Gen 77 kids were rushing towards us.
Before I knew what was going on, they had surrounded us. Dylan grabbed my arm, and Nudge shuddered next to me. Iggy, Nudge, Dylan and I were all back-to-back, prepareing to fight, when we heard a battle cry.
Out of nowhere swooped a giant bird out of the sky, and it was attacking the Gen 77 kids like there was no tomorrow. It took me a moment to figure out that it wasn't a bird. It was a birdkid. And not just any birdkid. It was my sister.
I had to admit, she had picked up some pretty good moves, and was fighting really hard. I jumped into the fight (can you blame me?) and with Ella's help we drove away the Gen 77 kids. When the last one ran crying for their Mommy (I guess it would be crying for their test tube), Gazzy and Fang showed up.
"Nice of you guys to drop by!" I said, panting.
"What happened?" gasped Gazzy.
"Gen 77 kids. Who else?" said Ella, speaking for the first time.
I turned towards her, and hugged her. "Where have you been? How did you get here? Did you –" I remembered what I had seen her do, and suddenly realized that as I was hugging her, my hands were gripping feathers.
I pulled away. "Oh, my God, Ella. What did you do?" Ella looked down, and spread her wings out. She spread her wings out. I was mortified. Those lab-psychos had grafted wings onto my little sister. Altough, her wings looked as natural as mine.
"Ella," breathed Iggy. He spread his wings, and I noticed that his and Ella's wings were exactly the same.
Ella's face was contorted in surprise. "Whoa!" she said.
I gazed at Ella sadly. "How could you do this?" I said.
Now she looked even more surprised. "What do you mean, how could I –" Ella looked at Dylan, and stepped back. "You," she whispered. Then she stepped forward, her voice strengthening. "You traitor!" she screeched.
She flung herself at Dylan. He looked as surprised as I felt. I ran to pull Ella off of him, but she put up a hard fight. Dylan grabbed her left shoulder, and twisted it backwards. Ella cried out in pain.
I stared in horror as Dylan kept his grip, and Ella shrank to the ground. I heard bone crack. "Stop!" Iggy was on top of Dylan, holding him down. "What is your problem, man?" said Iggy.
"I know her weak spot," growled Dylan. He shook Iggy off easily. He looked down at Ella disdainfully. "You all have one."
"And how would you know this?" challenged Fang. I looked over at him. His brow was creased with worry.
I looked over at Iggy, who was now cradling an unconscious Ella in his arms. "Please, please wake up, Ella," he pleaded softly.
"Because Ella was right." Dylan's voice was unemotional. "I am a spy for Gen 77."
This is just how I imagined it. If I get reviews, I'll write more. If not, this is a oneshot.
Hoped you liked it!