So apparently we're supposed to put the disclaimer on EVERY CHAPTER, unless we wanna get into truble with U.S. Legal system. so. Once again.
NO SOY JAMES PATTERSON. I'm not his mother, his brother, or his son. COMPRENDES? all Maximum Ride characters belong to him, or whoever he credited. i do not own ANYTHING.
i don't wanna do this every chapter, i REALLY don't.
Concerning the story, guess who's BACK! Fang's got a secret source :) And ur gonna hear more about this not so mysterious death note. READ AND ENJOY!
oh, and before u start, i want you to think of your FAVORITE THING IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD. just keep it in your head.
Chapter 2
fang.
Fang.
Fang!
FANG!
"Whaaa?" I jumped out of my hotel bed, ready to fight the unseen intruder.
"FANG! Relax, it's me" I sighed in relief.
"Hey Angel," I thought, "How are you guys"
"Not too good, but safe. We're in Arizona with Max's mom" she replied.
For those of you who are confused as to why I'm THINKING words but not SAYING them, Angel, being that genetic jackpot, has the ability to hear people's thoughts, and sometimes send her own. Although I didn't know she could send them this far.
"Yeah, I didn't either. I think it's because I know your mind really well, and I REALLY want to talk to you" (- crazy mind reader. MY crazy mind reader. )
And for the first time in days, I felt really happy. At least one of the flock actually missed me. I wasn't so sure about her mind comment though. Could be good, or bad.
"It's good, don't worry," came that angelic voice.
We couldn't keep this small talk up for long, though. Sooner or later we had to get to the real issue. I, like my ex-girlfriend, preferred sooner.
"How's Max?"
One part about speaking with thoughts is that you can feel the other person's emotion a little bit. Makes it nearly impossible to lie, even though I wanted nothing more than for Angel to lie to me. But her thoughts pretty much turned to clinical depression after I asked.
"Not good. She's been hanging alone for the past week, just, thinking, I guess. She misses you so much. And she hates you for leaving, making the choice for her. Dylan's being as annoying as ever, trying to kiss her every chance he gets-"
My throat constricted, and I felt anger pouring into my blood. Dylan was this OTHER bird kid created by another crazy scientist, who was hanging out with us to learn how to be a flying mutant freak. And get this, he was designed to be Max's "perfect other half" which of course complicated things between us, because I was her perfect other half, screw science. I wanted nothing more tie his wings behind his back, and then toss him headfirst off the biggest cliffs I could find.
"-but Max beats him up whenever he tries (relief, pride, and sadness. Worst combo ever). I think he's mainly doing it to learn how to fight."
Effective. Dylan was a smart guy, even though I hated him so much.
"Have you been doing what I asked?" I questioned.
"Mhmm. I'm trying my best. It's working a little."
What I asked, was for her to watch out for Max, just to make it easier. So like, no going to her for stupid things, agree. That stuff. She might be tougher than any other girl in the world, but I wouldn't want anyone going through this alone. Especially her.
"Oh, Jeb and Dr. Gunther-Hagen stopped by a few days ago."
Jeb was an evil guy turned good guy turned evil and then good again. He also was Max's dad. Dr. Hans Gunther-Hagen was this creeper who tried experimenting on us by contaminating our water. We didn't like either of them. So Max actually allowing them in our house surprised me.
"What'd they want," I asked.
"They were talking about plans when the apocalypse happens. How Max should be a queen or something. And they were talking about some Generation 77 kids. Like, we should all find them. And then Max can lead them."
"Really?" If their plan for Max was the same as the note's plan for me, then maybe they knew who sent it. It could even be one of them. And if it was, they would be dead in the near future.
"Fang?" Angel asked, when she realized my thoughts had drifted off.
"Yeah sweetie?"
"Why did you leave?"
Golden question. Even I didn't know the true answer to that. I could have discussed it with the flock, decided what was safer. But the note. Something about it, I knew it was to dangerous for me to stay back home. Crap. The image of the note was popping up in my head. I thought of everything, anything besides it.
Then I felt Angel's gasp of surprise.
Too late.
A/N: hmmmm. this is gonna be interesante.
OK. Now remember how i asked you to think of your most FAVORITE THING EVER?
well. see that little button below this? with the speech bubble that says "review"
if u click it, whatever you thought of will appear in front of u. unless ur like, on the edge of a building or something. then it'll appear somewhere else, but CLOSE.
POINT BEING, REVIEW! I'll name it with the next chapter.
