This idea came to me in a dream. A really violent dream, but still.
Chapter 1:
None of this would've happened if we'd just stayed in the air like I'd suggested. But since I'm the only one who really likes flying over a bunch of fast food places at dinnertime, Fang got kidnapped.
So, in case you didn't already know, I'm Max. Me and my little family of five other kids are on the run from these insane "scientists" that we call Whitecoats. They're pretty annoyed that we all ditched them four years ago (Ha! That's what you get for taking us away from our parents!), and they're now sending Erasers after us.
We are 98% human, 2% bird. The Erasers are part human, part wolf, with wings sewn on. They're pretty much like flying Frankensteins.
My flock is made up of me (14), Fang (14), Iggy (14), Nudge (11), Gazzy (don't ask—oh, and he's 8), and Angel (6).
Anyway, so we were on the run, flying fast and far away from Los Angeles, where the Erasers had last attacked us. It had been five minutes, and we'd made it to some tiny town in the Inland Empire. Except, it was a tiny town with three other mutants.
Other avian mutants.
Um…
I know, right? I'd be insane not to be suspicious! So I decided to pretend to accept them and then find out why they were here.
"Hey," one of them said. It was a girl—she had blond hair and gray-blue eyes, and her smile was awesome. She seemed like the kind of girl who was always happy.
"Hi," I said back.
"What's going on?" Iggy asked. And if this statement confuses you, here's a newsflash: Iggy's blind.
"There's new people, Ig," Nudge told him. "Three of 'em."
Iggy turned around to give me a confused look, but then he decided against it.
"So…you're running from the Whitecoats too?" asked the only boy with them: he had black hair and beautiful chocolate colored eyes that glinted in the sun. He looked Asian.
"Um…yeah," I said, glancing at Fang for backup. He grinned wickedly.
Angel flew as close to me as she could—our wings are larger than our arms, so she had a tough time trying to hold mine. She had to give up.
"Oh," he said.
You know, I have no idea if meeting other avian/human mutants is awkward. Maybe because I never have met other avian/human mutants!
Gah!