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Yellow Submarine

Chapter 1

Max POV

The flock and I were headed to Illinois. Don't ask me why. My voice told me to do it. I sound like a child trying to get out of trouble. "But moooom, my voice told me to do it."

But in this case I do have a voice, and it did tell me to go to Illinois. We were at the opening of the stupid school the government made for us- like we would have actually gone there anyway- when it told me that we had to go to the Prairie State, I think that's what Illinois is, I'm not sure. Ok maybe I do need school just a little.

Anyway, we had estimated that it would take us about 2 or three days to get there if we only stopped when necessary. Of course estimations are never even close to accurate when you have a six-year-old mind controller and a talking dog with a weak bladder. It took us almost a week to reach the border into Illinois.

We were just flying around aimlessly waiting for the voice to give us more directions when we heard them. Flyboys. Of course it had been Iggy who first heard them, "Guys, Flyboys, 4 o'clock about 5 miles out, coming up fast."

I did a 360, knowing that I wouldn't be able to see them just yet, even with my raptor vision. I took a look at my flock, all on alert, those guys could really make a girl proud. Even a mutant-bird-girl. "How many, Ig?"

"About 40, I think, 50 at the most."

"So your voice sent us here to be attacked by flyboys." Fang interrupted sarcastically.

I ignored his comment, I had to think. 40 flyboys. 6 of us, 6 ½ with Total. That's… about 7 or 8 of us each. Angel can take out 2 or 3. Gazzy 4 or 5. Nudge about 5. Iggy can handle 7, more if he breaks out some bombs. And Fang and I could handle 8 or 9 a piece. Even if we did take out the maximum amount of flyboys we could handle, we would still have about ten or so to deal with. We might not win this one, but we sure as hell wouldn't go down without a fight.

I shouted, "Okay guys this is it. Angel, Nudge, and Iggy. Fight from the ground. Do everything you can. Gazzy you fly above us and drop as many bombs on those suckers as you can…"

"Really?" exclaimed Gazzy.

"Yeah, just don't hit us…"

"I wont Max. I swear. This is gonna be so cool…"

"Yeah yeah." I said and continued with my orders. "Iggy you do the same from the ground. And protect the girls okay." I added that so quiet that only Iggy could hear it. He nodded slightly and I continued, "Angel take out as many of them as you can, Nudge use your magnetism thing and try to ram them all into each other, okay." Okay's all around. "And guys." I added more seriously. "If things aren't going over so well…pull a U and A okay. Go to moms. You'll be safe there."

"You cant be asking us to leave you?" Iggy said anxiously.

"I'm not asking. I'm telling. Now go." I ordered and they hesitantly obeyed. I spun around to look at Fang. He was unemotional as always. "There's no hope then?" he asked quietly.

"That depends on how many there are. 40 we can take. No problems. 50, I don't know. That's 10 more than we can handle, and they're not like Erasers, they wont run if they're losing."

"Well then," he said trying to assure me, "Lets hope that there are only 40."

I smiled back hopefully and returned to face the upcoming flyboys. Our hope faded as I saw not only 40 flyboys but 50 maybe even 60.

"You were off Iggy, that's new." I shouted down to him.

"Cant be perfect all the time." he shouted back sarcastically. I let out a single laugh as I dodged the first flyboy. I ducked under his fist and brought my knee into his gut. He buckled and I swung around and gave him a hard kick to his spine, sending him plummeting to the ground below.

It went on like that for a while before I realized that we were losing. There were still about 20 flyboys left and we were all getting too tired to go on. They had us. Well not all of us. "Guys U and A NOW." I ordered, spitting blood out of my mouth where the latest flyboy had punched me. It was hard to hear Angels voice over the flyboys humming.

"No." she yelled.

"Angel I said GO, NOW!"

"No, Max." she screeched. "There are people coming. Max, their coming to help."