I do not own Maximum Ride.
They All Fall Down
Max's POV
I was flying with Fang and Iggy. We decided that this particular 'mission', I guess you could call it that, might be too dangerous for Nudge, Gazzy, or Angel. Now isn't the time to take risks, so we had them stay with my mom, Valencia Martinez.
Of course, I was still worried since the last time I didn't let Angel tag along; she was almost smashed by a submarine. Happy times.
Anyway, the voice told me that some of the experiments we released back in New York were still about. Fang, Iggy and I needed to find them, so we could either get them to join us or get them to leave us. We didn't know what was coming. We didn't know if they were bad, good, not to mention what kind of experiments they are. Maybe there might be another bird kid out there. Who knows?
"It's getting dark," said Fang, "Maybe we should land somewhere?"
"Alright" I said, angling my wings to start the decent. "Iggy, we're landing," I told him.
"Sure thing," Iggy said brightly.
We landed in an empty park, with plenty of trees for cover. It was summer, so we weren't cold at all. Fang sat at a picnic table under a huge oak tree, pulling out his laptop and turning it on. Iggy felt his way to the big blue slide on the playground a couple of yards away and laid down on it.
"What are you doing?" I asked curiously to Fang.
"Just checking my blog," he said.
"Oh," I said, sitting next to him. I tried to catch him typing his password, but only got a few letters out of it. I read over his shoulder, laughing at some of the silly comments and funny usernames. Iggy probably had fallen asleep by then, since he hadn't said anything.
I heard a twig snap behind me, and I turned quickly. I didn't see anything, but apparently Fang did. He jumped up and quickly walked in the direction of the noise, pulling out his wings as he walked.
I ran over to wake up Iggy so we could follow. We caught up with Fang only to see him staring at the ground, his huge black wings hard to see in the night.
"What is it?" I whispered.
Fang pointed to the ground and I realized that there were footprints; bare feet that had walked through the soft earth and grass. The tracks showed that a person had walked up behind us, and then retreated, back to this place. The curious thing was that they suddenly cut off, as if the person had disappeared. At the time, we didn't know that that there was a pair of yellow eyes, watching us from the treetops.
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Don't expect any fax in this, cause Fang going to be dead by the, I don't know, third chapter? Maybe.