I got THIS chapter from it popping in my head on the bus. And reading the manga. *dreaming chibi face*
I warn you people: This chapter will contain ALOT, and I mean ALOT, of Max torture. It just proves how much of a sadist I am! Mwahahahahahaaaahaha!
Disclaimer: Ahem, *professional voice, reading from a paper* The author hereby states, that the category of "Maximum Ride" is not associated with the author at all, any scenes that happen in the following story are not included in the book, any offences or insults said by story is not intended by the author.
I like planes. :3
Max felt the chilly air flow through her feathers, letting her float upon it. Drops of transparent liquid plopped onto Max's head and wings, eventually soaking her, therefore making it more difficult to fly. The sky was a dark grey and a downpour poured bucketfuls of water onto the ground, Max in the middle of it
It had started raining once she started soaring over the forest below her. She was a good significant amount of miles away from her flock's current property, Dr. Martinez's house.
The wind around her began to swirl into different directions, making it even harder to fly.
Max grunted, diving down, soon enough she wouldn't be able to see her hand in front of her face, it was beginning to get hard to see. Was that sleet or something? She lifted her feet up slowly, and landed on the frozen ground softly.
Pulling her jacket closer to her, the blonde girl began walking. Slower, more dangerous, but less suspicious and is easier in this weather.
After about 10 minutes, the fourteen year old stopped, looking around. Max couldn't shake the feeling she was being watched. Her caramel brown eyes darted about, searching for something that didn't fit the forest around her.
"Heey, Max. You look pretty when you smile, have you ever noticed that?" A voice taunted, this wasn't a compliment.
Max instantly knew who the intruder was. "And I'll look drop dead gorgeous when I grin. Won't I?" She replied snappily. Noticing the hint of sarcasm in Ari's voice.
The wolf stepped out of a large set of huckleberry bushes, grinning maliciously. "You've gained weight, haven't you?" Ari insulted, raising an eyebrow.
Max smirked. " Yes, and thank you for noticing that all my over night eating has finally paid off! My anorexia is cured!" She cheered
Ari frowned at the comeback. "Shut up, freak. Now, let's get down to buisness. Shall we?" As soon as the last two words left Ari's mouth, he charged forward, kicking up brown stray leaves.
Prepared for this, Max began taking off, her wings flapping laboriously against the wind and rain. She was about ten feet up when she felt herself plummeting, looking down, her eyes widened to see Ari with her pant leg in his jaws, before she could kick him off, though, she was already on the ground on her back.
In a panic, Max tried to swiftly stand up, but before she could move, heavy, giant paws pinned her thighs down, and another pinned her hands above her head.
"Gotcha." The wolf sneered.
Nudge paced around the room, having a silent nervous breakdown. What if she ran out of bandages? What if Fang retailiated?
The eleven year old looked at the gothic bird kid. He looked young when he was asleep. And he seemed so unlike himself, like, instead of a cold, hard look in his face, he had a warm soft look.
Gazzy was in a corner, hugging his knees and sniffing everyso often, poor little guy. He just lost one of the closest people to him to the School. Iggy and him hang out together a lot...It was like having your best being taken away to be tortured, except that's exactly it.
Angel was sitting next to him and trying to comfort him, saying that everything will be alright.
Nudge turned around, hearing Fang stir. "Where'z Mags...?" He slurred.
The tween smiled sympathetically. "She...Uhh...Went to get bandages..." Lied Nudge.
Fang tried pushing himself up, but then he shut his eyes tight and his breath hitched in his throat, then he fell back on the bed ungracefully. "Shtupid pain." Fang muffled through the pillow.
