This is my new story, Last Hope.

I HOPE it gets alot of love and affection.

Here is Chapter 1.

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I was trying to keep a down low. And so far, I was succeeding. My mom died a while ago, so it is my dad taking care of my brother Iggy and I.

I woke up to the sound of the blasting alarm, and I threw across the room. I shouldn't be waking up at 6:00 just to have the worst day of my freakin' LIFE.

I went to my bathroom and threw on a pair of jeans and a shirt. I had slits cut in the back, just for my wings.

Yeah. My wings.

Long story short, I grew up in a stupid facility, and they gave me and my brother wings. Oh, and they made Iggy BLIND. My dad, Jeb saved us. And now, we moved far away, and now live in a small town. I say it that way because, yeah, like I'm gonna tell YOU.

I put on a jacket and pulled my now brown hair with blonde highlights in a ponytail, and I tied on some running shoes. I dragged myself out of my dark room, and to my brother Iggy's room. I shook his shoulder. "Come on, Ig. We have to wake up." He groans and rolls over to face me. Iggy took my mom's side, while I took my dads. I have brown eyes and brown hair, while he has blonde hair and SIGHTLESS blue eyes. He smiled. "I can feel you. I can feel you thinking that you are going to make me waffles." I rolled my eyes. "I'm rolling my eyes Iggy. But whatever."

He and I were the same age, so there was no 'younger and older' one of the deal. I heard the coffee brewing, and I came downstairs to my dad reading the newspaper. "Good morning, Max." He kisses my forehead.

"Morning dad. I gotta make Iggy waffles." He let out a quiet laugh. "Oh I'm sure." I smiled and filled up the waffle maker with batter. Iggy and my dad were the top people that meant so much to me. My mother would be there, but she died trying to save us.

I don't want to talk about it.

"I saw that it was going to be a rainy first day at high school." Dad nodded to the window, and I saw lightnong strike. "Yeah. I'm actually happy." I didn't want a bright, sunny day for my first day in hell. The waffles were done, so I took them out and set them on the table. I set out some for Iggy, my dad, and I. "So." I poured a ton of syrup on my waffles. We have to eat alot since we are 98 percent human and 2 percent Avian. High metabolism.

"So?" My dad looked at me questionably.

"Do you have any advice for the first day of my Junior year?"

He placed a hand on his chin. "Don't make out with stangers." I bursted out laughing.

"Why! Dad! Thats gross! Tell Iggy that." My dad shook his head. "So. How are your wings? Do they hurt at all?" I shook my head. "Nah. They feel fine."

Just as I said that, Iggy nearly fell down the stairs. And it wasn't because he was blind. It's because, I'm so sure, that he was tired. Yeah. Me too. "Hi dad. Hey Max! Thanks." He smelt the waffles and felt around the table for his plate. Then, He sat down and started chewing.

"I just asked Max. How are your wings?" Dad looked over at Iggy, who was wearing a wind breaker over his shirt. "Oh! They're fine. Cool, actually." Iggy was staring at Jeb's neck. It made him look like a vampire, but I kept that to myself. I checked the clock. "Oh, son of a fish. It's 7:00. Hell starts at 8:00. Let's go." I put my plate and Iggy's plate in the sink and grabbed his hand. I placed his backpack on the floor in front of him, and I slung mine over my shoulder.

"Hey dad? What are you going to be doing?" Jeb was putting away his mug, and he shrugged. "Whatever a father at home does. Sleep." He smiled at us and hugged us. "Bye kids."

"Bye!"

We race out the door, to the small forest by our house. I shove my wind breaker in my bag, and I unleash my brown and white wings. "Let's fly for a bit to school. Deal?" Before I knew it, he was flying like a maniac ahead of me, Laughing goofily.

"Bye Max!"

"Oh no you don't!" I take a running start, and I jump upwards, and then I start to flap.

Some might think this is the good life. Well, with your own precautions, it might be.

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Oh I was in love with Jeb being the good father instead of being abusive!

Oh, Dr. M will be Fang's mom.

The rest...I can't tell you.

R and R :)

-Max