Attack of the Killer Cupcakes

by SparklyZebra

The flock has been through just about every nightmare you can think of: creepy labs, experimentation, vicious wolf men, and other horrifying experiences. They think that the have seen it all. Until they meet a new enemy:Cupcakes. The world is under attack by killer pastries that will stop at nothing to annihilate the human race. Who is behind this? Can the flock stop them?

1. Prologue

A/N: Hi everybody! This is my first story, so I'm counting on all of you to give me criticism. Be mean if you have to, I don't care. Anyways, this is a very violent story. Much death is involved. Just warning all of you. This IS a Maximum Ride FanFiction, but it doesn't show it in the Prologue. I want to have this post Nevermore, because Dylan needs to be involved (I'm not telling you why), but I want them to be younger. I still don't know if there will be Fax. I suck at romancy stuff, so yeah... Tell me what you think in a review or a PM. :D This chapter is VERY short. They will be much longer in the future.

Disclaimer: Do I look like an old man to you? I also don't own the Bagel Man. He belongs to my crazy friend. And you'll find out who the Bagel Man is soon enough... Tehehehe

Claimer: I DO own the Killer Cupcakes though.

ON WITH THE STORY! :D

Prologue

The cupcake stood in front of the quivering old man, it's beady eyes glinting threateningly in the darkness. The man scooted further into the corner, trying to escape his impending doom. A small cry escaped through the man's lips as the pastry smashed its teeth together.

A voice spoke in the darkness, "Kill him."

The man's eyes grew wide as the cupcake lunged forward, sinking it's teeth into his side. He screamed in agony as the cupcake teared at his flesh, blood and flakes of skin splattering against the wall.

Laughter and screeching echoed through the space as the cupcake continued to viciously maul it's victim until finally, the old man's wails grew quieter until they stopped all together.

The body was unrecognizable, no more than a lump of blood and torn flesh. Thick red liquid dripped off the walls and pooled together into a puddle under the dead body. The cupcake stood triumphantly on the mass of shredded human parts.

The voice's laughter ceased and it spoke again, "Come now, my precious creation. We have more important matters to attend to."

A/N:Pretty dang short right? Whatever... Remember what I told you at the top people! This story depends on on me AND you. I need your opinion!

Question of the Chapter: Should this be post Nevermore with Fax?

My response: I don't know. That's why I'm asking you!

See ya'll later.

~SparklyZebra