It's a Bird. It's a Plane. It's a Human-Avian Hybrid Chapter 4
Disclaimer: As much as I want to, I DON'T own any of the characters of Maximum Ride. I only own Gale.
Max's POV
AGGGHHHHHHHHHHH! It was Red-haired wonder all over again! Except this time, she had dark brown hair. And now she was taking MY spot next to Fang in the ambulance!
Well, I could cut her some slack. She did save him. A couple of pints of human blood and there would be one less mutant on the big beautiful marble we call earth. But that also meant she knew about the wings.
I decided to fly after her, to see if she was an OK kid, or a wacky mad scientist. Oh, and don't forget evil. You gotta add evil in there.
As we were nearing the hospital, I touched down and ran the last few hundred yards. Even then I had no trouble keeping up with the ambulance. One of the advantages of having a couple of test tubes as your parents.
I ran in through the double doors and caught up with the EMS dudes who were leading Fang in on a stretcher.
"I'm his sister!" I proclaimed. "You have to tell me what happened!"
"The girl was the one who replied. "I don't know, He just showed up at my musical, and collapsed. He has three parallel lacerations on his abdomen. I think some sort of animal got to him. Something big."
"How do you know what a laceration is?" I demanded. The only people who knew the difference between an abrasion and a laceration {Besides me of course} were Whitecoats.
"I-I-I read. A lot. I want to become a forensic scientist when I grow up." She replied, dazed.
"Oh." Well, I could rule out the possibility of her being a mad scientist. "So. . . What's your name?" I asked. Unable to choke out any more.
"Gale. Et toi?" She replied. I wasn't sure about the second part{Think it's French} but I'm pretty sure it meant 'And you?'
"Max. The guy they wheeled in was my brother. . . Nick. Nick Ride."
"Ride's your last name? Like Sally Ride? Cool. Are you interested in aviation of any sort?" She asked curiously.
This kid had no idea. But, she knew that Fang needed bird blood, so she must've seen the wings. "You have no idea." I said as I shook my shoulders and expanded my wings.
Her eyes stayed normal, unlike similar experiences. But pretty soon, she took on a confused look.
"You said his name is Nick, but when I asked him his name earlier, he said it was Fang. Was he delusional, or was it just me?"
I sighed. "You're right. His name is Fang. My true name is Maximum Ride, but I go by Max." I wanted to kick myself. I could have easily lied and said he was mental because of blood loss. But Blabbermouth Max was at it again.
Just then, a doctor jogged up to face us. "We have a bit of an issue, we don't have enough blood to replenish...eh.." She looked at her clipboard.
"Nick" Gale interjected helpfully.
"Nick's supply of blood." She made a note on her fancy-schmancy clipboard.
"I'll donate!" I quickly volunteered. "We are, alike."
"Come this way, then" She said no-nonsense.
"If I don't come back," I whispered to Gale, "Keep you lips off my brother's face" I winked, and she blushed.
I was being led to a room full of needles. AKA my doom.