Sparkling Angel, You Were my Savior

Disclaimer time!

Okay, sadly, I do not own "Twilight" (thank you Stephanie Meyer for making such a cool series!), or "Maximum Ride" (thank you James Patterson, as well, your books also rock awesomely)

And I must also put here before people jump to assumptions, NO! Angel will not be bitten in this fanfic, or ever, if I write a sequel. I just thought it would be a cool title, you know, vampires sparkle, the bird-kids have wings, I might change the title later on.

1.

"Who's idea was it to go to Italy, again?" I asked, rubbing my temples with my index fingers. It certainly wasn't mine that was for sure.

Angel spoke from behind me, "It was Total. And Nudge seconded it." I made an 'ah-hah' face, nodding my head and wanting to scold the dog later. Italy! Hah-hah! As if we weren't in danger enough already, which meant our situation didn't quite agree with the 'vacationing in Italy' plan.

"Relax, Max," Gazzy tried to console me by giving me a comforting smile. That cheered me up, a little bit.

Nudge was the next to speak, well, actually, cry out in delight, "Look down! Doesn't that look like the perfect little city? We should go down! Can we, Max?"

At that, I looked to Fang, then to Iggy, and then finally to Total, who was riding–very much against his liking–in Fang's arms. Groaning, I knew I was beat. "For two days. Got it? Two, not four, not a week,"

Nudge and Angel slapped high-fives. Total started blabbing away about art and architecture, soon to be muzzled by Fang. Iggy just smiled, and I could almost guess what was going through his mind. Italian girls.

"Can you believe it? We're going to Italy! All of those awesome shops, the culture, oh, maybe we could go shopping! Could we, Max? We could have Angel convince the shop owners to"–

"No, Nudge," I cut her off before I could hear what she was planning to have Angel to do.

We began a descent into the city near a large tower, trying to stay out of sight of townspeople. Yes, I know we were everywhere, with Fang's blog, but I didn't want to be seen just yet. We managed to stay in the shadows (though we could have been out in the sun, we were all wearing large, but light, jackets to cover our wings up) like I'd wanted until Total decided to wander off, getting lost in the crowd of tourists.

"Total!" Angel cried, running after him, her arms outstretched to pick him up as she chased what must have been a flash of black fur every once in a while in the crowd.

I tried to call after her, not wanting to go out into the crowd just yet, but after a few calls of "Angel!" with no response, I signaled for us to spread out to find her. And of course, it wasn't long until a chilling but musical sounding, "You there, stop!" brought me to a halt.

Shoot. I turned on my heel to see where the voice had come from and found myself in a half nelson. "Woah! Ease up!" I groaned, man, they had a killer grip; it felt like ice had just frozen around where I'd been grabbed.

"What is your name?"

"Max!" I shouted, my knees bending to try to ease out of the hold. It was so uncomfortable.

Soon enough another shout rang out over the crowd, "Nick!" I swore under by breath, they'd gotten Fang, too.

"What the heck are you?" I hissed, squirming a little bit. Hopefully Iggy had enough sense to get Angel, Gazzy, Nudge, and Total together and run. "Or who, either will work."

The grip tightened, I screamed. This guy was trying to break a bone! I swung my leg around in an attempt to kick my captor only to pull it back clenching my teeth together to keep from screaming again.

Pain is just a message, pain is just a message, pain is just a message. I literally had to chant to myself.

"You and your friends will cooperate. You will come with us."

"Us?"

"Us."

This guy was sure mysterious. I groaned when a whimper and a dog's bark met my ears. Angel and Total, "If you hurt my flock so help me I'll set a Flyboy on you," I spat. I had no clue how I was going to manage to get a Flyboy to Italy or how to convince it to attack whoever was now pulling me back into the shadows.

Ah yes, Maximum Ride saves the day again…not.