Maximum Ride: Saving the World Again-Chapter 1
Hey!!! Welcome to my first fic! Hope ya like it! Enjoy!
Disclaimer:
Me: Oh, please?! Please, please, please, please!
Fang: No.
Me: *gives amazing big, blue bambi eyes* Please Fangsy?
Fang: *gives a surrendering sigh* Sure, sure.
Me: yay!
Fang: Ok. No matter how much Skye (maximumtwilightfreak) loves me, she will never own Maximum Ride. James Patterson does.
Me: sniff. Sadly to say he's right.
Okay! Now that's out of the way, let's get on with the story!
**Oh yeah. I forgot. This is set two years into the future.**
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Chapter 1
I woke to someone or something shaking my shoulder. I immediately got into a fighting stance (as well as you can manage on a tree branch).
"Erasers, where?"
"Your shift," Fang grunted, which made my heart do little flips. Whoa. Did I just say that? Yup. Aw crap. Maximum Ride does NOT melt like goo over Mr. Doom and Gloom.
I hopped down from my tree branch and glanced at my sleeping flock. Iggy's hand was dangling from his branch, Nudge was mumbling something incoherent in her sleep (I swear that girl never stops talking!), Gazzy was snoring softly, his blond hair was tousled from the wind, and Angel, my baby. She looked so adorable with Total and Celeste in her small arms. Her limp, blond curls crossed over her face, which made her look like a sleeping angel.
I looked at my newly acquired watch. Only 2:15AM.
"Don't forget to wake Iggy for his watch. He'll be pissed if you don't," Fang reminded me.
"Yeah, yeah," I muttered absentmindedly. I walked over to a log and sat. I poked at the nonexistent fire that had gone out hours ago. Well, I might as well burn some time. So, I'll just tell you about us. You're probably thinking 'Why are they sleeping in tree branches?' Well, let me tell ya. We were part of this experiment sixteen years ago. An experiment that left us not quite human. We're 98 percent human and 2 percent bird. Yeah it's cool and all but, it came with a dangerous life. Yes, we have wings. Yes, we're special. But, too bad we never really get to enjoy it.
Until a few weeks ago, we were on the run from Itex. For those of you who are new, Itex is a big, macho company that funds the School. No. It IS the School. They are the ones who grafted our DNA when we were unborn babies. They are the ones that gave us wings. They are the ones who screwed up our lives. We can NEVER live a normal life. We're kinda famous now. Ever since we helped global warming in Antartica, we've been known world-wide. How you ask? See, we had to make this big announcement over live television about how global warming is affecting our lives, blah, blah, blah. Then we flew off into the sunset, exposing our wings. Not to mention Fang's blog. He's been posting stuff about us, claiming 'his fans need him'. Yeah right. Fans my butt. Even after we saved the world from Itex's By-half plan. Newbies, the By-half plan is when you cut the population in half. Harsh, I know. Whatever. Off topic.
There are six of us: Me, Fang, Iggy, Nudge, The Gasman, Angel, Total, and Akila. Okay, eight if you count the dogs. Me, Fang, and Iggy are sixteen, Nudge is thirteen/fourteen, Gazzy is ten, and Angel is eight. Come to think of it, we're about the same ages when we started to save the world. I'm not gonna tell you anymore, so you'll just have to figure it out on your own.
I laid down on the soft grass, gazing up at the rapidly fading midnight black sky. I checked my watch again, seeing how much time I had burned. 5:15AM. I grudgingly got up and headed toward the cliff I had spotted earlier. I unfurled my wings and sat. The soft wind was tugging at my feathers as the sun rose from the red tinted canyon. I sighed in pleasure. The sky was tinged with orange, pink, purple, and a soft blue. I loosened my tense body and relaxed, for it would be the only time I would be able to.
"Max?" a soft voice asked behind me. I looked behind me, only to see Angel.
"What sweetie?" I asked, patting the ground next to me.
"I had a nightmare," she said sadly while sitting next to me. She shivered and I wrapped my wing around her. "Thanks." I noticed she still had Celeste in her arms, hugging the angel bear tightly.
"Where's Total?"
"Sleeping. He didn't want to come with me."
"Well, it is five thirty." She nodded sheepishly. "Was it your dream or one of the Flock's?"
"Mine."
"Do you want to talk about it?" Her dirty curls barely bounced when she shook her head. Poor kid. We haven't had a shower in forever. Ever since we destroyed Itex. I wanted to give her a shower and a home so badly. She doesn't deserve a life like this.
"I like this life though. I get to be with the Flock," Angel told me, answering my thoughts. Did I tell you that she's a mind reader? Oops. Must of slipped my mind.
"But you like to be in a home too," I reminded her. She just smiled.
After a few minutes of watching the sun rise, Angel got up.
"I'll go wake the Flock," she said a matter-of-factly.
"Thanks sweetie." Her little feet thudded against the ground as she ran to wake them up. Might as well go too. I tucked in my wings and looked at the beautiful sky longingly.
Go for a fly. I'll tell the Flock. I smiled.
Thanks Angel.
No problem. I unfurled my wings again and fell off the cliff. The wind whistled through my feathers, catching some of it. I snapped up suddenly and shot up from the canyon. Ow. Never do that. I weaved in and out of the clouds, some water sticking to my skin. With a twitch of one feather I was going at super speed. The wind stung my eyes, made my hair all tangled, and made me feel exhilarated. My stomach growled hungrily, shattering my fun. I turned around and decreased the speed. I saw my cliff, with someone looking anxious on it. As I got nearer, I noticed who it was. Fang. My heart stuttered as he smiled. His black hair crossed his beautiful face and his smile disappeared. He knew I saw him.
I landed lightly next to him. He was staring at me weirdly.
"What?" More staring. "Why are you staring at me?" He averted his eyes from mine.
"Breakfast is ready." As if on cue, my stomach growled loudly. The glorious smell of Iggy's cooking wafted over to the cliff and I nearly sprinted over to the camp.
Iggy heard my feet and glanced up at me with his foggy blue eyes. Did I mention that Iggy's blind?
"Here," he said, while thrusting me a plate full of food. Eggs, bacon, toast, and lots of it. I dug into it immediately.
"Where were you, Max?" Nudge asked, her mouth full of food.
"Please spare us and eat with your mouth closed," Gazzy complained. I smiled at my boy.
"I went for a quick fly. Didn't Angel tell you?"
Angel smiled, well, angelically at me. "Slipped my mind." I shook my head and set down my plate.
"I'm going to explore. 'Kay?"
"'Kay," everyone answered. I walked over to my pack, looking for my journal. No one knew I had a journal, except Angel. If they knew, I would be teased by Fang and Iggy. Found it. The corners were ripped up, the basic black leather falling apart, and the binding was starting to kick the bucket. I opened to the word filled pages, looking at my memories of everything. From the first time Fang kissed me, until now. I needed to get a new one. I found a fresh page and started to write.
Date: No clue
Time: 6:15AM
Yo, it's Max. So we destroyed Itex. Woo hoo! Not. It was a hell of a fight. Whitecoats, Flyboys, and Omegas were everywhere. But we beat them without anyone getting badly injured or killed. Now all we have to worry about is our expiration dates. Right now we are in an Arizona State Park resting up. I have no idea where we should go now. Hell, I don't even know if Mom is still in Arizona. I hope so. I am dying for some chocolate chip cookies!!!! The kids miss her too. Fang, hm, where should I start with that boy? Well, he kissed me again. Twice. I flew away both times. He's been on his stupid blog ever since. Ugh!!! What is wrong with me? I love it when he kisses me! The last time he kissed me was when we destroyed Itex forever. That was a few weeks ago. Why oh why do I always give him crap whenever he shows me any feelings for me?? I'm such a fricken retard! Grrr. Why does he always make me feel nervous whenever I'm around him? Could Angel be right? Could I be in love with him?
The tree leaves rustled above and my head snapped up while shutting my journal quickly. I couldn't see anything. I shrugged off the feeling that someone was watching me and laid sown my journal beside me. I yawned. I was mega tired. I sighed. Maybe I shouldn't have taken Ig's shift. Maybe a little nap will help. My eyelids closed, making up my mind for me. I entered into a dreamless slumber.
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~Skye
