A/N. I forgot to say that in my version there is no kidnapping of the Max's mother. Its kind of like an alternate...,wait most of these stories are an alternate sequence of events. Oops. On with the story.
I woke to see the pale blue cotton of my pillow, directly in front of my face. Iggy must have carried me upstairs after I fell asleep, still holding Fang's lifeless body. At the thought of Fang my heart seized up, my lungs stopped drawing in air. It took me a minute to remember how to breathe. Then I remembered how Fang had died and instead of sorrow my heart filled with rage. Gazzy had done this! Gazzy had killed the only person I trusted other than myself. I was going to kill him. I knew exactly how I was going to do it, too. I would train Ella to do it for me. Wait, how would I explain it to mom? I mean, I don't think "Hey, Mom, I'm gonna go turn Ella into a killing machine." would work. So I was going to have to kidnap Ella. It would be easy, she trusts me. I could be at Mom's house in a couple of hours at least. In a few seconds I had slipped out of the house silently. Iggy would be left, maybe Angel. Possibly Total... depending on the circumstances. I giggled. Here I am, calmly plotting the murder of my own family. As I rose into the air, I thought about what I was about to do. Gazzy had killed Fang, and for that he should die. In a few hours I wouldn't be able to stop. I would have gone far enough that I wouldn't allow myself to stop. Hopefully Iggy wouldn't understand my note.
This is Iggys point of view.
I woke to the smell of something burning. My first thought was that Max had attempted to cook again. I raced down the stairs and into the kitchen. The stove was on and the eggs in it looked like charcoal. Max was nowhere to be seen, but there was a note on the counter. It said
" Got something to do, I'll be back for Gazzy. DO NOT LEAVE!"
Apparently burning eggs was Maxs' idea of an alarm clock.
Sorry its so short but I needed her to leave the flock and have a cliffhanger kind of thing. Its not my best, but I need at least five new reviews ( for a total of eleven) from different people if you want me to keep going. I need ideas. Stupid writers block. Wait, strike that, reverse it. I have started C 3.