WHAT? Are We Really That Famous?
By Fanggurly
Ok, here's the deal. This is not an MR4, or 5, watevs, its how the flock reacts if they go to a normal middle school right before MR4 comes out. But I will try n make it as much like MR books as I can.
Hey guys, it's me again! I just had this little idea while I was bored in L.A. one day, and decided to see if it amounted into anything. So here goes! And if it sucks like crap, then tell me in a review! (Hint, hint!)
Chapter One
"Ok guys, let's land here, grab some grub, and get back on track." I shouted to my flock over the roar of the wind. They nodded and angled their wings down to the McDonalds right below us. Ok. If you don't know by now –and you should, we have books, and we're on the news a lot, and they are even making a movie about us- I am the leader of a flock of mutant bird kids. In other words, I'm the one and only… Maximum Ride! (And Voice. It's a voice inside my head, that isn't me. That still sounds really weird.) Besides me, there's Fang, the strong and silent one, so silent that if he sits still he turns invisible. Iggy, who's blind (but that doesn't stop him from making bombs and cooking better than the rest of the flock combined!) but is getting his eyesight back, kind of. Fang, Iggy and I are all 14. Nudge is next and she's 11, can attract metal, and has various psychokinetic powers. The Gasman -Gazzy- is 8 and he has the power of, like, atomic farting or something. Whatever it is, it's nasty smelling, and produces a huge puke-green cloud. Ugh. Angel is 6, and she has the most powers of us all. She can read/ control minds, talk to fish, shape shift, and is a beast at poker. She and Gazzy are the only true siblings among us though. We have also acquired 2 dogs. Total is a black Scottie that talks and is growing wings, and Akila, an 80 pound white Malamute that is just an ordinary dog, no use to us at all. A liability. But if Total finds out I said that, I'm in BIG trouble. I did not want either, but ya know, things happen.
We all grew up in dog crates at a place called The School, right over in California near Death Valley. How fitting. You see, we are only 98 human. The other 2 is bird. Which explains the wings, and powers. I have no clue what percent of anything Total is at the moment. A ton of wacky scientists all teamed up and started throwing around all different types of animal DNA, and mixing them with other DNA that includes human. So far, all of their "experiments" haven't gone so well, but are getting better and freakier as time goes by. We call those scientists whitecoats. They preformed heinous experiments on us and pretty much took all forms of child/ animal abuse to an extreme. After years of torture, a nice whitecoat named Jeb stole us away from there, gave us a home and kept us safe for a couple years. Then he disappeared. Lately he has shown up again, EVIL! Surprise, surprise! At first he was the Voice, now he's not, and I'm just a confused little mutant trying to work out the "big picture" and save the world while I'm at it. Oh yeah, Jeb is also my dad. Unfortunately. And after frivolous searching I found out I had the best mom in the entire world, Dr. Valencia Martinez. And my ½ sister's name is Ella! I had a ½ brother who was also experimented on at the school, and was turned into my worst enemy in my worst nightmare, which turned out to be reality. Ari, Jeb's only son, died a little while ago, after living a more horrible and twisted life than any of us.
Anyway, so we were about to hit McDonalds. Right. As we walked in, I looked around us to make sure it was safe. An old habit. I pulled out my Max Ride card, and told the kids to go ahead and order. After they had ordered the cashier looked at them and said "What? I lost you after 2 vanilla milkshakes, a number 4 super sized, and an extra order of large fries." Nudge sighed and told her to just erase that and start over. So 5 minutes later we had all ordered and were making our way to a table in the back, next to an emergency exit. We took up 2 tables with all our food. I bit in to my juicy Big Mac and chewed slowly, savoring each bite. When I looked up, the rest of my flock were almost all done and Gazzy who was sitting in front of me said "Jeeze, Max. You eat really slow," and shot a disapproving glance at my burger. I glared at him and then started shoving all my food into my mouth and then I slurped down my McFlurry as fast as I could. I leaned back and sighed. Ahh, much better. All the people around us stared. I bet they had never seen anyone so skinny eat so much food- and in so little time- before. We threw our stuff away and quickly headed for the woods and launched ourselves into the air. We were headed west towards Ohio, where we would stay for a while. I mean seriously, Ohio has the flavor of a water chestnut, (A/N: EEE! Relient K!) it's not very exciting, and we could be inconspicuous for a while, maybe have Angel do a little mind control to get us into a school, since there are only a couple months left anyway. And the rest of the Flock just wanted to be normal for a change, so we could find like, an abandoned house or something and then just fly to our schools in the morning.
"Hey guys, as we get close to Hilliard, keep your eyes open for an abandoned house or something. We'll Google the area later and see what schools are around."
"We're going to SCHOOL?" said the Gasman glumly.
"Yes, but I never said you had to learn!" I replied.
"Cool!" Hmm, I better remember to tell him no bombs aloud!
Ok, there is the first chapter! How did you like it? REVIEW! It will get better as I continue it. I will probably need some prank ideas for later chapters, so start thinking!
