Dear Readers: I am so sorry for all the spelling mistakes. But thanks for all the reviews and hits. I'll try to update more often because I know you're all dying for more. Here's Chapter number 4: The Battle Scene.


With my quick animal instincts, I threw myself at the nearest one. I punched it in the face, but just realizing after I punched it, it was made out of solid metal. My hand hurt like heck.

Try kicking it right on the neck, the Voice said.

I tried it, and guess what? Their heads popped right off. Isn't that wonderful?

"Hey you guys! These things are really weak on their necks", I shouted, finishing off another … um thing. I probably popped off heads of five more before all the things were exterminated by Yours Featherly, Us.

After a long moment Fang asked, "Where to next?"

"You guys want to go to the hotel next?" I asked the flock.

A bunch of tired, slightly beat up kids wearily nodded their heads.

We flew to the hotel and checked into our two rooms. Surprisingly, the rooms were actually pretty nice and clean.

"Okay everyone. We're all taking a nice shower, then I'm going to order room service, and after that, lights out. Got it?" I said.

I got back some yeses and yeps back on various levels of enthusiasm. We all took nice hot showers and then I ordered a humongous buffet of food from room service. After we stuffed ourselves, I sent everyone to bed.

By the way, I am the worst sleeper in the history of people sleeping. Around eleven o'clock I was shuffling through some songs on my Ipod that my mom had given me, and Fang sat on my bed.

"Want to go for a nighttime spin?" he asked.

"Sure. One sec, let me get some jeans on", I replied.

We took a jump out of the hotel window into the night sky, and started flying into the deep night over Sydney.

"Wow, Sydney's sure pretty at night", I commented.

"Yeah, so are you", he said. Heat flushed into my cheeks. Um … awkward.

Fang's POV

Oh, why did I say that? I'm so dang stupid.

"Um … so, do you know what we're going to do tomorrow?" I asked looking away.

"No," she admitted, "Do you have any ideas?"

"Maybe we could walk around?" I suggested.

"Maybe", she said distractively.

I had no idea what do to to fill this dead airtime, so I did a split-second decision. I lifted Max's head up and kissed her hard.


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- chickmoi13