Chapter 1
Max's Point of View
I gripped the wheel tightly and did a swift turn to the right, in case anyone was following 'our' car. It was a big truck with tinted glass windows. Usually, I would have picked a different car to jack, something a little less bulky. I liked that the windows were tinted, though. It meant we could see them way easier then they could see us.
Why were we driving, you might ask? Because Akila weights a freakin' ton. There was no way we would be able to carry her. She is almost as heavy as me!
Anyways, we were heading to the coordinates the Voice had given me. As always, ithe Voice was mysterious about what exactly was at the coordinates, like it was about everything. The Voice had never really led me to danger without me knowing it before though, so I wasn't really that worried. I'm still Max though, so I still was as up tight as usual.
Roughly an hour after we had 'borrowed' the truck I was slamming my hand down on the steering wheel, causing the horn to blare. Traffic. I hated it. There was nothing worse then going 5 miles per hour bumper to bumper in traffic with 5 other kids in the car.
It only got worse when Gazzy started singing 999 flyboys charging on the wall. And no, I didn't accidently add an extra 9.
After 3 hours of this I was just about to rip off the top of the truck and fly away screaming. Trust me, I considered it. Instead I decided to entertain myself by imagining the car in front of us exploding. The guy in the slug bug was getting on my last nerves. Every five seconds he would honk the horn. As if that would make the traffic clear.
KABOOM!
Wow, I had a pretty good imagination. In my mind I could see the bug' burst into flames, the jerk jumping out of the vehicle, screaming wildly. I could even hear the explosion and his screaming. I could also picture the flocks astonished faces and see them prepare for a battle.
Wait, I wasn't imagining it.