Yes, I had some free time and guess what I used that time for…if you said any other than writing fanfiction, you are wrong. I have dedicated my time for my lovely readers. ()Throws virtual cookies() And the best part is that I'm attracting them with my writing, not anything else, especially virtual cookies. ()Throws more virtual cookies()

Yatlou: These are good.

Me: No, Yatlou. These are for the readers that are attracted to my writing and not these virtual cookies that I'm throwing to gain readers.

Yatlou: Sure, you aren't –Munches on cookie—

Me: Yup, I'm not. I am glad that you understood that. -Munches on cookie, too-

Yatlou: -Sigh- Learn what sarcasm is

Me: What is Sarcasm?

Yatlou: Why did you capitalize it?

Me: You mean it isn't a name?

Yatlou: How did I get stuck with you?

Me: -In Dark Vader's voice- Because I am you creator

Yatlou: Yeah, but you don't own Maximum Ride.

Me: I am not stupid. I know I am not James Patterson. I have checked the mirror. -checks mirror- Mirror, Mirror on the wall, who is the creator of Maximum Ride?

Mirror: Definitely not you.

Me: See. I'm not James Patterson.

Yatlou's POV


I woke up to a new day. I stretched and jumped out of my tree. My stomach grumbled and my throat was parched. I went to the lake to drink water. Before I left to hunt, I checked my reflection. I was in my hunting phase. My claws were out and my tail was twitching. My body was leaner and more flexible. My teeth were sharper and my eyes were only slits. This was more intimidating than my cute kitten phase. I stood up and ran to the woods to start my hunting.

This was a good day. I ate 13 birds and the lake was filled with fishes on the south side. I smelled the air to find the scent of the cologne and bird scent. There it is. It was to the east. I chased the scent. I knew I was doing to have trouble in this journey.

I had to pass meadows. You might be asking yourself, why would Yatlou be afraid of a meadow? Well, as a cat, we get distracted easily especially with grass. I had to resist the urge to run around and chase butterflies and lay down. I had to step on the soft, welcoming, wonderful, silky, amazing, fantabulous grass and continue running down east. I had to ignore my cat instinct. Don't judge me until your blood has cat DNA in it.

I had to go through the cities and adapt to their habits in life. In my opinion, being in the city is annoying. I had to keep dodging people. I had to walk behind slow humans. I had to keep my claws from attacking the appetizing birds that were displaying on the pet store window. I had to ignore the dogs that kept growling at me. Humans are very flexible too be able to interact with other species. I tried to avoid the cities and towns because the humans kept staring at especially the adults. It was very uncomfortable to be near humans.

I had to climb mountains. It was easy with my metal claws being able to attach myself to the rocks. The mountain area was a peaceful place that I took many breaks at. I befriended mountain cats. They are so cool especially when they hunt for your food. I learn many tricks that will help me fight and increase my speed. They were awesome friends. I wish that I could have spent my time their actually I spent 3 days in the mountains. What? My sense of direction wasn't good. I was lucky to have my I.Q. I had to switch direction with each dead end and split pathways. I probably would have stayed a whole month if it weren't for the help from my friends.

I was walking up a path when I smelled the rain. My cat instincts had my body tense up and start running. I started running as fast as I could, but I knew that I wasn't going to make it. I mean who can out run the rain? I despise the thought of being wet. I wished that it would just drizzle, but the weather was indicating a storm. I threw curses at the rain. But, it wasn't rain instead it was hail. Hard, annoying, small, annoying, hail.

I stopped and felt the hail hit my back. My tail flicked pieces of hail back and forth. But, I was aware that I wasn't cold. I was surprisingly pleasant with the cold weather. My fur wasn't even out to warm my skin. Suddenly, a happy feeling came. The hail melted to snow. The snow was interesting. The School never had slow, steady snow like this. It was always heavy blizzards that could kill us if we didn't know how to survive. I remember my first time in that experiment. I almost died from frostbite if it wasn't for my quick wits.

The warm feeling grew and the snow turned to rain. I didn't stay long. I started running again, but I stored that memory in the back of my mind. The weather was acting strangely. It shouldn't have change that fast. I would have to investigate that later. I tried to catch the scent of the cologne and antiseptic. I kept walking east until I smelled it. It was very faint. I had to hurry and catch up to the mission. My opportunity might be ruined. I gathered my energy and started to run in the direction.

I must have had run for a few hours when I encountered a pack of wolves. The wolves appeared behind the trees in the woods. This was bad. The trail of scent was disappearing, and I had to fight wolves. Wolves are smarter than Erasers. They depend on their experience and instincts. The wolves started growling and surrounding me. I got into hunting position. I had two options in this situation: 1. I could start running and have major injuries. 2. I could attack and have an early dinner. I decided to have to run. Wolves and Eraser are different beings. I can't kill a being of nature. I jumped and sprinted past the wolves. The started a second after I began running. I ran and ran. The alpha wolf attacked my left hind leg. It sunk its teeth through my flesh into my bone. When the teeth sunk, I felt a shock go through my body. I gasped and tripped from the pain. The wolf started tearing at my skin and soon I felt sharp teeth tearing my skin from my arm and legs. I gently clawed at their muzzles to release my bloody body. They still howled in pain as my claw made contact. I winced at the long, low-pitched howl that ripped through the night. I couldn't block the pain, and I was losing a lot of blood. I went to a tree and climbed it. (I must say very painful with only one semi- working hind leg.) I examined my injuries. Luckily, it was only superficial wounds. I didn't have to worry except for my left hind leg. It wasn't a pretty sight. The flesh was ripped off leaving a gap of muscle and bone shoeing. Blood was pouring off like threw was no tomorrow. I licked the outside area of my wound. I had to rip my shirt's sleeve with my claws like scissors. I wrapped the wound with the soft material. I would have to wait a few days until it at least healed enough be able to run. If I hurried the process, it might leave me with a permanent limp.

After 2 days, I was able to walk. I checked to find no wolves and sneaked away from the woods. After leaving the woods, I couldn't find the trail. I decide that they could be found if I kept walking east. It was my best bet. I went to the closest city. After the last incident I decided to have at a pack of water, medicine materials, and clothing. After gathering *coughstealingcough* the materials, I went to a random person to ask where I am or for a map. I went to an old lady and asked in my sweetest tone, "Hello, can you tell me what city I am in or at least have a map."

"Where are you parents? Are you homeless?" the old lady asked.

I was getting infuriated. The old lady shivered and looked at me with pity. I forced a smile and replied, "No, my parents asked me to ask people for information while they shop. So, can you tell me?"

"Of course, you are in Utah, right beside Colorado and Arizona, and you can get maps in any store."

"Thanks"

I blended into the crowd and turned to a shop. I asked for a map and pen, and for the store clerk to circle where part of Utah I was located in.

I was located in the center of the state. My outcome of going east was Colorado and if I went south, I would end up in Arizona. I decided east because that was the last direction that the scent was from. Colorado, here I come.

It took me 3 days to get to the border of Colorado. After only 10 steps in Colorado, I could smell the cologne and a hint of antiseptic. I was filled with joy in the thought that I had found them. I followed the scent and I found a strawberry patch. I examined the field and found 4 splotches in the sky with 3 people on the ground. I picked a red strawberry and decided on a plan. Maximum Ride, your old friend has come back.


Yay! We can get on the action in the next chapter. Remember, this is still before the Angel Experiment except Max and Fang are 11. Iggy is 10 and 8 months. Nudge is 8, Gazzy is 5, and Angel is 2.

Yatlou: Action! Action!

Me: Action! Action! Action! Action!

Yatlou: These are good strawberries.

Me: What about my cookies? Don't you like them

Yatlou: Na. Strawberries are better.

Me: -munches on strawberry- Heye! These are good! -throws virtual stolen strawberries to the readers instead of virtual cookies-

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