Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I am not a rich, Maximum Ride owning middle aged man. If only….
Prologue
Fang's POV
Max was gone.
We didn't know where.
We didn't even know who'd taken her, though we had a few hunches.
There wasn't even a sign of a fight. Just several footprints leading in all directions. To confuse us, probably.
Congrats, bad guy of the day . It was working.
Nudge and Angel were sitting against the trunk of a tree, bawling their eyes out over max's backpack. Iggy and Gasman sat by the remaining ashes of our campfire, murmuring to each other.
And I….
Well, I was now temporary leader. Tons of emphasis on temporary. Because we would get Max back. We would. The flock couldn't live without her.
I couldn't live without her.
Sorry it's so short, but it is only the prologue. Reviews will be awarded with free Fang hugs!!!
