Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride or Cirque Du Freak. But I own my own obsession with both of them!
The Flock and I had been flying forever. I didn't know what state we were in, or what city. I just knew that my wings were sore and I was starving.
"Okay, we're landing. Right now," I said, making a leaderly decision. I didn't care if the flock followed me or not. I smelled food, hot food, way in the distance, and I was hungry. There was no stopping me now.
It was very loud, whatever was making the food. I wondered if it was a small town.
"Hello?" a man called. "Who are you?"
"I'm Iggy," I said impulsively.
"Are you hungry?" he asked, noting my growling stomach.
"Yeah. Four cheeseburgers would be great."
"Oh ho, we'll see what we can do," he chuckled.
All of a sudden, I head people approaching.
"This is Evra and Darren," said the man.
"Nice to meet you," I said, holding out my hand. The person I presumed to be Darren shook it, and then Evra. I kinda jumped a little bit when he did that. His hand was covered in little scales or something.
"How are you f'd up?" Evra asked.
"Ex-cuse me?"
"Freaked up. How-how-what kind of freak are you?"
"Hmmmmm. Well, that's a hard question. Where to begin?" I said while tapping my chin and shifting my weight from foot to foot. "I- uh, I have wings," I said, extending my wings. "And, uh, I'm blind. Um, yep, that's pretty much it."
"Okay," said Evra, taking it in stride. "Well, I'm part snake, and he's half-vampire." Then Evra put his hand next to his mouth and scream-whispered "But don't worry, he's normal and he won't drink your blood or anything."
"What a relief!" I sighed.