Anika: Aj is on a rampage. She has been on a rampage for four days. Do you know why? Angel: A Maximum Ride novel. The WORST Maximum Ride book in the series so far.

Aj: Not to sound too full of myself, but my version of it was better. There was more violence in my version. I got the ending almost exactly right though. I just got the character wrong. Oh and the fact that Dylan lived. Curse JP and his problem about killing characters.

Anika: You don't have to worry about that problem at all.

Aj: Hey! Angel did one good thing though; it forced me to have to start this. So here is Iggy: A Maximum Ride Novel. DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVE NOT READ MY VERSION OF ANGEL: A MAXIMUM RIDE NOVEL.

He had always been used to voices surrounding him in complete blackness. He had always resented that. Always resented the white coats at the school for doing that to him. She had always been there to help him through it though. She was like his little sister, and it was his duty to act the protective older brother job, no matter how much of a goof ball that he acted. The second Iggy heard that bomb go off, he knew by a pyromaniac's expertise that he had failed.

The force would have been too powerful. Something would have collapsed on top of her. Or she would have been thrown into something at the speed of a pickup truck. Not even Maximum Ride could survive it. No matter how much it pained Iggy to admit, his little sister, that wasn't related by blood and was older then him; was dead. And there was nothing he could do about it.

He remembered every second of that day. What else was he supposed to do? It's not like he could focus his time watching anything. The flock had been flying over Miami; Iggy had recognized the smell of the beach, when Max had suddenly veered down. Fang, thinking she was hurt, tapped Iggy's hand and went to join her. Iggy had been laughing at a fart joke that Gazzy had made while the rest of the flock were hovering while they were waiting for Max and Fang. The two were probably just making out, Iggy had told himself bitterly. He remembered with solid detail what he had said about Max in Grey's insane tower and he wanted to apologize to her the second she came out.

Angel was practically jumping up and down with excitement. She refused to tell any of the flock why, but by the whoosh of air, he could tell she was looking at him a lot. He wondered why. It wasn't like they could bring Ella back. He heard powerful wings gliding up towards them that Iggy recognized as Fang's. The strokes were too powerful to be Max's. Why would he come without her, Iggy wondered. Fang stopped in front of him.

"We went in there to get your sight back," Fang announced to him. Iggy held his breath, waiting for Fang to tell him it didn't work. Or that it was impossible. It never came. Fang just placed a jar in Iggy's hand that Iggy could tell contained something floating in it.

"Max's mom will have to do surgery on you, but you'll be seeing again in no time." Fang finished. The biggest grin to ever grace Iggy's pale face in his entire life came onto his face at that moment. He remembered thinking that nothing could take away the joy he was feeling at that moment. That thought was short lived before he heard a loud boom and a wave of heat appeared on his cheek. The side that was facing Gunther Hagen's house. If he had the grip of a normal human, he would have dropped the jar that contained the only possible thing that could allow him to see again. But he didn't.

"MAX!" Fang had yelled. It was the most emotion Iggy had ever heard Fang show in his entire life. It actually scared him a little bit.

"You let her fight Dylan alone?" Angel shrieked at him, heartbroken and angry at the same time. Nudge was going on about ways that Max could have survived and Gazzy, being the only other one that knew how powerful that bomb was, was absolutely speechless. Iggy and Fang both swooped faster then they had ever flown toward the house after they had gotten over the initial shock. The rest of the flock soon joined them and the five began searching for their leader before it was too late. Iggy knew that it already was, but he would wait before he broke every ones' hearts.

They searched and searched for the rest of the day. It looked like Gunther Hagen hadn't been in at the time of the explosion. That meant he could have caused it. There was that nagging suspicion in every ones' mind though that it was Grey. Dylan being there at the time only made the suspicion greater. They never found the body of Max or Dylan though.

"No body means that she could be okay, right." Nudge denied. Angel and Gazzy nodded enthusiastically, but Fang knew the truth. He drew his fist back and punched the wall. Over and over and over again. Iggy and Nudge tried to restrain him once his knuckles were starting to show the bone. Nudge was crying and pleading with him to stop and Gazzy was curled up in a ball, his lower lip quivering as if he was in an earthquake. Angel was just standing in the rubble, staring straight ahead in shock. Fang was working on placing his mask back on to partly cloud all of the emotions on his face. Iggy was clutching his sides to contain the guilt. She had died to get his eyesight back. It was his entire fault that she was dead.

Angel's head spun towards Iggy like lightning.

"It wasn't your fault Iggy." She whimpered. It was supposed to sound forceful, but all of the sadness of the day made it sound more like a squeak. Fang started digging through the rubble again and Iggy snapped.

"Give it a rest Fang! You're just making everyone feel worse! She's dead and now you're going to leave us again and ruin our lives!" Iggy yelled, his usual pale skin red from anger. Fang glared at Iggy for a moment before getting up from his kneel and wiping the dust off on his black jeans.

"I'm not going to leave. Let's head out to M…her mom's to get the surgery done on you." Fang stated before taking off like a bullet. The kids shakily got up and followed their new leader into the sky. Iggy couldn't help but remember at that moment that Fang' old flock hadn't lasted very long.

That brought Iggy to where he was now. Lying down on an operating table made for a German shepherd. He could tell that there was a bright light shining in his eyes and he heard the voice of doctor Martinez telling him to count down from a hundred so she could anesthetize him. Iggy counted as far as he could as he felt the familiar burning feeling that the anesthesia was having on him. By then though it was all black and Doctor Martinez had begun to work on what could either give his eyesight back or ruin his cerebral wiring even worse. He really hoped it would be the former.

Aj: The first cliffy of the story. How do I do it?

Anika: You're a lunatic with family issues.

Aj: Shut up you stupid teenager.

Questions:

What did you think of Angel if you read it?

If you did read Angel, was James' version better or mine?

Should Dylan's predictions of what would happen with Max gone start coming true?

See ya' next time! –Aj.