A/N Hey! This is my 2nd fanfiction story but my first Maximum Ride story. I wrote this for a school project and my teacher liked it, so when I remembered it I thought it was a good story to put on here. Please review nicely and tell me what you think!!!!
Maximum Ride: The Separation
Chapter 1
Fangs P.O.V
I'm flying.
Well, technically, all six of us are flying, but you get the point.
I look around at my flock. I say flock because we are 2% bird and 98% human, so we have wings, but that's beside the point.
So I'm looking all around and my eyes find Max, her long blond hair whirling around in the wind. She detects me looking and her big blue eyes catch mine, and she smiles.
I pry my eyes away and look at the rest of the flock. Iggy, who does a pretty good job navigating for a blind guy. Nudge, who can't seem to shut up, but then again, we all have our little quirks. Angel, tiny little six-year-old body struggling to keep balance with the weight of her talking dog Total to fly with too. The Gasman, who, let me just put it out there, has something seriously wrong with his digestive system, and then there's me, Fang. I have dark brown hair and dark brown eyes. Nothing really that special about me.
"That's not true Fang, you're very special," Angel said.
That's another thing, Angel can read minds.
"I appreciate that you think that, Angel, but you're much more special than me-" But that's as far as I got because up ahead were at least fifty Erasers. Erasers are very bad half-human, half-wolf hunks of junk that have been sent to find and destroy us from The School.
The School is the place that stole us from our parents when we were little babies, telling our parents that we had died. They also injected us with avian DNA, hence, the wings.
"Ig, 1 o'clock,"I whispered so low that no one but him could hear. He didn't like letting the others know that her was pretty much lost without his eyesight.
As they got closer, I realized; this was going to be a hard fight.
Max's P.O.V
I heard Fang say something and it instantly put me on guard.
I did a discreet 360 and there they were, at least fifty of them. Erasers.
"Everyone, get ready to rumble," I whispered softly, but they could hear. We have excellent hearing and sight.
I took down the first Eraser within seconds. Fang and Iggy were teaming together and holding their own. Angel was taking them down with her mind control, but nudge and Gazzy were having trouble. I veered right to go help them,
Then everything went wrong.
I was flying over and someone hit me in the back and it HURT.
He hit me again before I could react, but this time it was in the head.
Then everything went black.
When I woke up, I was disoriented. I looked around and realized that I was in mom, Mrs. Martinez's, house. I also realized that Fang was sitting on the chair next to my bed.
"Hey," I croaked, my voice thick with sleep.
"Hey," he relied. So Fang-like.
"What happened?" I asked.
"Someone hit you on your head, you have a concussion, but you should be fine in a day or two," He kept his voice level, but I could hear the anger behind it. "You can get better and then we can set out and-" He clamped his mouth shut.
"Set out and what?" I asked, with suspicion.
"Well . . . . . ." he hesitated. "Well, when you went down, I, um, I went after you, and, Iggy, he lost his bearings, and I, um, we, we lost him."
My face contorted with pain. We had lost a flock member.