a/n Everybody, this is my first FanFic (starts clapping furiously. Woohoo!) so please review, as I really need the advice BADLY. Personally, I think it sucks, but that's just because I have confidence issues. I have been reading for a month now, but didn't start a story because of my aforementioned confidence issues. Suddenly, I MYSTERIOUSLY received an unexpected confidence boost coughcoughAnGel oF mAdNeSs and EmoRosecoughcough, and if you don't review, I might think it sucks and stop writing. It's not a threat, just a statement.

P.S. Lets just pretend for the sake of my first fanfic that the Voice gave Max the coordinates directly after the tornado, and they never went to the Lerner School or anything. Ok? Ok.

Chapter One

Fang POV

I looked straight ahead, the wind blowing in my face. We were on our way to yet another set of coordinates given to us by the Voice. Even though I should be relaxed and...well, not happy, just calm...I wasn't. Even though we had just destroyed the newly elected head of Itex, and bombed the building when we left, for some reason, I had a bad feeling about this. Even though the Voice had never tricked us before, I couldn't help but think that somehow, something sinister was waiting for us at that place.

Of course, my face remained stiff as a...wooden plank? A brick? I don't know...throughout my entire suspicious mental rant. I trusted Max, and even if I didn't trust the Voice, I would follow her to the ends of the Earth. I looked over to where she was flying in front of me, at the head of the formation. Me and Iggy were next, then Nudge and Gazzy, and finally, Angel was flying at the back, behind Nudge. I noticed Max's face showing signs of fatigue, so I flew up beside her. "I'll do it," I said, looking at her sideways. She nodded wearily and fell back to take my place, coasting in my slipstream.

Max POV

Can't the Voice give me a break? I mean, we had just taken down our second Itex Director, and it already had me on yet another mission to save the world. I mean, why can't someone else save the world? Can't Jeb just create another mutant band to do it?

Actually, I can't, Max. You are the only one that can save the world completely. Others would try, and only get so far. It is your destiny to save the world, completely and totally. No one else can do it. You are the only one.

Aww, I feel so special, I sneered at it. Well, while you're in a talkative mood, would you mind telling me where the heck I'm headed right now and who, or what, will be there?

No response.

Of course.



Just then I noticed Fang glide up beside me. He said, "I'll do it" quietly, and I nodded, slowing down until I had taken his place, coasting in his wake, swooping up and down, just enjoying the feeling of gliding through the air on my wonderful, incredible, awesome wings.

Third Person POV

The whitecoat paused in his work when his assistant came in to the room, the sliding metal doors opening with a hiss. He turned around and snapped, "This better be important. I'm planning a design for a possibly revolutionary experiment. If it's not, get out."

The assistant, taken by surprise, started stuttering. "It...it's about th...the ex...experiment sir. Th...the one with w...wings?"

Suddenly, the whitecoats expression changed. The tense, frowning mask he wore had faded away, to be replaced with one of fascination and apprehensiveness. "Well, stop stammering and spit it out! You know how important that experiment is!"

The assistant seemed to realize that his job was no longer in danger and collected himself. He said "It's taken the bait. Its estimated arrival time is 1 hour, 37 minutes. It is in the company of five others of its kind, as always."

The head whitecoat snorted. "I suppose that makes it feel safe. Well, let it have its last minutes with that flock of its. We will soon remind it that is not safe, anywhere. We can do anything we want to it, anything at all." The whitecoat paused for a second. "However, those leftover rebellious emotions might cause it to try an escape. Even though it can be easily prevented, it is best to remove all means of escape. We can not destroy the rebellious emotions, but we can destroy the item that would be most valuable if it was to tray and leave." He smiled evilly. "The effects of severe stress would also be very interesting, and I'm sure the loss of its wings would cause it an ENORMOUS amount of stress."

He turned to the stunned assistant. "Tell the team to move it, we need to get there before them." He nodded, spun on his heel, and practically ran out the door.

"We are coming Maximum," he whispered to himself. "You will never be safe, anywhere."

a/n Okay, it's my first FanFic, I don't know if it's good or not, and I know everybody says this, but please review, even flame if you have to, I really need advice. I was hesitant on starting this in the first place, but AnGel oF mAdNeSs and EmoRose boosted my confidence, etc. (Thanks a ton!) Hope you like it!

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