A/N: Hey guys! First fanfic on this site. So review, tell me what you think. Anything is welcome. Even flames. At least 10 reviews to continue.
*Shiver*
MPOV
I was running. Running through a dark forest, the moon my only light. I was going faster than I've ever run before- faster than any human has run before. It was exhilarating. Wind, blowing through my waist-long, thick brown hair, whipping against my face and the exposed skin left uncovered by the dress I was wearing- Wait. Dress? It was a sleeveless, white sundress that formed itself around my curves. But I was barefoot, my raw feet pounding against the damp, earthy floor.
Suddenly, there was a break in the forest. A clearing lay before me, illuminated by the full moon. I slowed to a stop and wandered to the middle of it. Slowly, I rotated, soaking in the meadow. Wildflowers of purples and blues and yellows poked their way out of the ground all around me. Towering trees loomed around me, creating an almost perfect circle and enclosing the meadow. Tall prairie grasses sprouted up everywhere, reaching to my bare knees.
A dark light blotted out the moon for a moment, panic bubbling inside me. I whirled around, searching for light, my skirt twirling and my hair whipping. Then, as soon as the light was put out, it was back. But with the comforting light came the ominous feeling of being watched. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up and a chill ran down my spine.
I wasn't alone.
I slowly turned to confront my invader. And standing mere feet away from me was an angel of darkness. It was a boy, about four inches taller than myself. Shaggy black hair blanketed and covered most of my face. All I could see was midnight, soulful eyes. He was dressed in all black, too. Black V-neck T-shirt, black jeans that had several tears in them, and black….wings. Fifteen-foot-long wings protruded from behind his back and stretched out on either side of him, the feathers ruffling a bit in the slight breeze. They were dark as midnight and looked incredibly soft. I had the urge to reach over and stroke them.
The boy caught me eyeing him, but he didn't move. Didn't do anything, for that matter. I opened my mouth tentatively to speak, and he was suddenly there. His face was only an inch from mine. The breath left my lungs and I quickly shut my mouth. We stood there like that, staring into each others' eyes for what seemed like an eternity. He was the first to speak.
"I've waited for this moment for a very long time." His voice was deep and rich. If velvet had a sound, this is what it would sound like.
All I could do was stutter out a, "Wha-What?" as my heart beat in over-time.
His lips quirked up slightly before turning back down into that poker face of his. "You have kept me waiting a long time, Maximum. It is rude to keep one waiting. Especially an impatient man like myself."
He knew my name? How did he know my name? "I don't know what you mean." I managed to get a full sentence out this time, but it was barely a whisper.
"You will. In time. But now it is time to go. We shall meet again, my Angel."
"Wha-"
He cut me off. "Until then." He leaned down and pressed his soft lips to my forehead….
"Max!" A pounding sound entered my already throbbing head as I slowly roused from my amazing dream.
Who was that guy? How did he know my name? And what did he mean 'We shall meet again,'?
"Maximum Ride, get your ass up and out of bed before I knock you into next week!"
"I'd like to see you try," I screamed back.
My door opened, revealing blinding light from the hallway and a very pissed-off Ella. I groaned.
"Ella, go away!" I rolled onto my stomach, covering my head with my pillow.
Minutes of silence ticked by and, thinking she left, I let my guard down and relaxed into my mattress.
Mistake number one.
I was suddenly being flipped off my bed and roughly onto the floor, hitting my head on my night-stand and getting tangled in the blankets along the way. I landed in a heap next to my bed, Ella looming over me.
"You're not the only one who can kick ass in this house," she said. She stepped around me and walked out the door. "Get ready for school- you're my ride," she called over her shoulder before shutting the door behind her.
Groaning, I struggled into a sitting position and dragged myself to my feet.
It was going to be a long day.
Sorry for the shortness guys! If you want me to continue, then I'll make it longer.
Fang: She lies. Don't listen to her!
Me: *rubs temples* Do you ever shut up?!
Fang: When I'm being held captive, no.
Me: Why?! Whatever happened to being the nice, silent Fangie that I love?
Fang: He got kidnapped and, in an attempt to be released, started talking non-stop.
Me: You have to admit, I'm a lot nicer than some of the other people who've kidnapped you.
Fang: True...At least you give me food and don't keep me locked up.
Me: I trust you.
Fang: No, you trust your ability to track me down again and tow me back to your house.
Me: ....
Fang: What?
Me: ....
Fang: Oh, so now you're not talking?
Me: ....
Fang: Fine. Be that way.
Me: .... (Review please?)
*Shiver*