MoonSparrow: I'm back! Sorry I haven't written for a while. I've kinda been busy with…life. So worry not, for I have yet to fall off the face of the earth.
Terra: But it will happen. Don't worry I have a helmet.
MoonSparrow: Hey Terra! (high fives) Haku Pose! (Assumes Haku Pose)
(Giggles)
MoonSparrow: Yo, Terra, you want to do the claiming of disses?
Terra: Yeppidy yeppers *wink* MoonSparrow does not own Maximum Ride or anything else except the idea and a few OCs.
MoonSparrow: Tally-ho! With that, let us begin.
"1 in 8 babies are given to the wrong parents. I guess I was that 1." ~Jaena S.
…~…
The next day, I woke up with a start. My dreams had haunted me with the voices of the previous night. I slumped downstairs in a daze.
"Good morning, honey. Did you sleep well?" My mom asked once I came into view. She cocked her head when I didn't answer. "Jaena?"
I told myself to just nod, grab some cereal and to hole up in my "secret place", but instead, I stopped in my tracks, hung my head, and mumbled,
", not safe. they're comin' for me."
"Who's coming? What do they want with you? Whoever they are, I'll kick the living daylights out of 'em. You just say the word and it's kick-keister-Momma on the scene."
That was one reason why I loved my mom. She was willing to go kick some scientist booty for me. If that isn't love, I don't know what is.
"No, no, you don't need to do that. I appreciate that you would though. This is my problem, not yours, so don't worry about it."
My mom came and put her hand on my shoulder. She then proceeded to turn me to face her. This, of course, triggered a flashback to occur.
…~… (Flashback begins)
I was running. Large, thundering feet stomped after me. A large, rough hand harshly grabbed my shoulder and turned me to face my captor. He was a tall man in a white coat. He was a cruel man, and an angry one, too. First, he smacked my face, creating pain and stress stricken tears to flow down my face. He made my eyes meet his. His murderous, spring green eyes shimmering with despise and a hint of despair.
…~…(Flashback ends)
"Jaena, what's wrong?" Concern laced her voice as I snapped back to reality to realize that I was crying. I was staring into my mom's gentle, dark brown eyes. "Why are you crying, Jae-" I cut her off.
"Mom, just call me," I gulped. "Just call me, Fay."
"Fay? But," Again I cut off my mom's confused voice.
"I know it seems really odd, but please just do that, okay? If I get a chance to, I'll explain. I'm sorry." Tears continued to stream down my face as I flew upstairs.
I reached my room and closed the door behind me. I sunk to a crouching position, not daring to go on the roof after last night.
"W, why am I c, crying? I n, never c, cry." I stuttered I was usually the strong, silent one. I sat in the corner and disappeared, but I never cried. I wiped away my tears and sniffled. I stood up and turned around to open the door. My mom was right in the doorway.
"J," She cleared her throat. "I mean, Fay, what's wrong?"
I pulled her out of my room and led her downstairs to a walk-in closet. I shut the door after us and looked my mom straight in the eye.
"What is going on? What's the matter with you?"
"Mom, what do you know about the neighbors?" I had instantly gained my mother's attention.
"Our n, neighbors?" she seemed like they weren't really her favorite subject. "W, why do you ask?" Her voice cracked.
"Because I need to know, ma. What's up? You know something I don't."
"Um, I'm not really sure. They moved in right after we got you back." Mom's eyes widened and she placed her hand over her mouth after she realized what she said.
"'Got me back?' Where'd I go?" I was getting curious at my mom's statement.
"You didn't go anywhe," Again I cut her off, my voice had a slight edge on it now.
"What happened to me when I was little? Where did I go, mother?"
My mom began to tear up a little. Her voice shook as she spoke. "You, you were taken when you were younger. Just after we brought you out of the hospital, some vile person nabbed you away." Extra venom was spat when she uttered the word "vile"
I took a step back, hitting the door. "What?"
"When you were just about to turn two years old, and after we had almost lost all hope from two years of tirelessly searching, you showed up again, on the doorstep. The day after, these neighbors showed up. The reason I had agreed so fast to your name change was because I saw one of the four men that lived there, just staring and scribbling down random notes. I felt you were on display or something so, I agreed to get you down and inside."
"Y, you mean, I was, kidnapped?"
"Pretty much. Thank goodness we got you back, though." She breathed as pain danced in her eyes.
"A, and I was missing for t, two y, years? You guys had no idea where I was or who I was with for two whole years?" I had tears start to blur my vision slightly.
She just nodded. I couldn't understand. I never knew this much about my past. My parents never said anything. And my dad died when I was five. That popped another question into my head.
"Mom, how did daddy die?" That pushed her over the edge. She began to sob like no tomorrow. I patted her back. "I'm sorry." I stood up and ran to my room. I plopped down out on the balcony. Why was I such an idiot?
Apparently, I fell asleep out there for a few hours and woke up and stood up to the sound of my door opening. My mom came out and stood beside me.
"I'm sorry, honey." She rubbed my back comfortingly.
"No, ma, it was my fault. It's just, you never talk about it and I wanted to know."
"It's really okay. You deserve to know." She took a deep breath. " He died from falling from your balcony. I don't exactly know why or how he fell but that's what happened." She fixed her sad gaze out on the sunset. "All I do know, is he was trying to save his baby girl." Mom's now loving gaze turned to me.
I smiled and shared a hug with her and then we walked inside to have a nice girl movie night, just like old times.
…~…
"So, Experiment 13 is learning about her past, is she? So curious, just like her father." Ethan Collins put the binoculars down on his lap. He stroked his chin at the memory of the man known as Experiment 13's father. Ethan was there when he died. He actually was partly what caused the poor man's death. Mr. Collins began to think back on it.
…~…(Flashback begins.)
It was a rainy fall day. Cyril Jakeson was standing in front of the opened balcony doors in his young daughter's room. His angry glare was being shot at a lean man in a white coat. This man's name was Ethan Collins.
"What did you do, Collins? What did you do to my daughter?" a slight crazed gleam danced in Cyril's eyes.
"What ever do you mean, Cyril?" Ethan had sarcasm glimmer in his voice.
"I know it was you that captured my little girl for two years. I also know that you did experiments and tests on her." He angrily breathed.
"Why would you say such preposterous things?" Ethan mockingly replied.
"My daughter had small wings sprout an hour ago. Then they disappeared. That was your doing, I'm sure. How could you, Ethan? I thought we were friends." Cyril's gaze went from anger to hurt.
"It was my job. It's interesting that you said she had wings because for the entire time we had her, nothing happened. I guess I'll have to take her back to the School." He said seriously.
"If you lay one finger on my little Jaena, so help me. You'll be dead before you could insert one of those syringes of yours." Hatred seethed through his teeth.
"Well, I guess we'll see, won't we?" Ethan pulled a syringe out of his pocket and flicked the bubbles. He started toward a young, sleeping form.
"No while I'm alive!" Cyril yelled as he jumped in front of the scientist. Ethan's needle then released its contents into Mr. Jakeson.
"No, you fool!" Ethan said as Cyril stumbled toward the balcony as he ripped out the syringe.
"No one will ever hurt my family." He smiled as he leaned heavily against the railing. Ethan walked to his dying friend.
Ethan looked Cyril straight in the eye. He grabbed his friend's hand as tears slowly coursed down his face. "Why, why would you willingly do something like that?"
"Jaena is my only baby girl. I don't want her to live a horrible life like I did. I love her and I love Fawn. Love can make a man go blind and mad but, it'll always make you happy."
"No, no, Cyril." Ethan choked on his words.
"Good bye, old friend." With that, Cyril Jakeson breathed his last and fell over the edge, Ethan fell with him, for he had a death grip on his friend.
As they hit the earth, Ethan kneeled and shook his friend. "Cyril, please, please don't go. Please. Please!" It was too late. His friend was gone. Ethan hung his head and said his last words as tears for a lost almost brother fell. He then unsteadily stood and proceeded to walk away.
…~…(Flashback ends)
Ethan hung his head again. Then he whispered under his breath,
"May he rest in peace."
MoonSparrow: Whoa. Even I wasn't expecting that.
Terra: When do Shadow-chan and I come in?
MoonSparrow: Soon, my young padawon, very soon indeed.
Terra: Huh
MoonSparrow: Just let me have my moment, k? Well see you next chappie. Please review. I'll try to update sooner than last time. Okay, 'till tomorrow town… Byez! (Smiles and waves.
Terra: (Tilts head and smiles. Waves)
