Taaa-daaaaa! Lucy's back with a fourth chapter. I hope you guys like it.

So today I was at my friend's and we were eating dinner..

Me: This chicken is pretty good!Friend: Hehe yeah!

Me: So anyways - AHH!

Cat: Meow! -clings on my back-

So the point of that was..never turn your back on a hungry cat. They'll find some way to cling onto you.

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Breakfast was pretty darn quiet today. All you could hear were the scraping of plates. The flock and I went through pretty hard times, and we always sort of worked it out in the end. We're pretty tight, if you can call it that. Now if there was any other word that is better than 'tight', you let me know.

"This sucks," Iggy said softly, playing with his scrambled eggs. He never plays with his food, even food he made himself. I already knew why he was upset.

"You said that for the hundreth time, but I know," I said, getting up to put my plate in the sink. Losing our wings and powers was probably the biggest loss in our lives. Maybe the next thing we know everyone would start disappearing randomly and then -

Angel came up and placed her hand on my shoulder reassuringly. I broke into a sad smile and moved out of the room, but not until I saw Nudge reach for a metal fork, and saw her expression fall. My heart almost broke just then, (and I'm a pretty tough white chick) and I quickly walked out. Total was right behind me then, making those annoying clickity click click sounds with his toenails.

"You know Max," Total started casually as I flopped onto my bed, "maybe you guys should start school again."

"WHAT?" I bolted up again and glared at him. Was this dog crazy? I bet you five bucks that he just wants to roam around looking for female dogs to party with. "Remember the last time we went to school? Yep, we lasted a pretty long time in there.." I rolled my eyes as if to seal my point.

Total sighed hurtfully. "I was just trying to help," he said, trotting out of the room. Now what was the point of that? I crossed my legs and stared up at the ceiling, thinking.

Okay, so now we're practically humans, which isn't really good for us. We can try a normal life..but what about my task of saving the world? I haven't heard the Voice in awhile, which I'm glad of, because it's hecka annoying once you hear it every five minutes giving useless advice and guru talks. What would we do? We can't exactly run away.. the police here is pretty tight.

Oh what the heck. I fell asleep, thinking about school.

Mary and her flock took to the skies in Arizona, banking roughly. "I'm still not used to this," she murmered, angling her huge wings.

The Whitecoats erased her memory after they took her from her home in Washington, but heck, how was she supposed to remember that? They gathered the other kids from around the globe, saying that they had 'potential' of saving the world. The Whitecoats said they they would be returned home after they completed the mission, but before that, they had to destroy this Maximum Ride, and her flock.

Fin was flying to her right, doing these crazy loops. The only thing Fin remembers is that he was sleeping in his bed at night at his farm house, then woke up when the Whitecoats told him to. He has dark hair that's a little overgrown, dark eyes, and is suprisingly happy, all the time. He discovered that he could turn invisible last night.

Ingrid was also the happy type, being blind and all. She lived in a mansion with her mother and her four cats, but then was snatched away like the rest of them. Frankly, Ingrid didn't care. She seemed to be glad. The only thing she remembers was petting her one cat on a cold winter night.

Naomi was strangely quiet, barely says anything. She lived in Chile for a short while, and then ever since she was 'mutated', she never spoke. No one bothered to care about her past.

And now the twins, Gamer and Alisha. One day Alisha just started calling him 'Gamer' and the name stuck. There wasn't really much to say about them, but they all knew that Alisha was given a lot of powers. She was frightened at first, not sure how to use them. Then after a day of experimenting, she got used to it.

Mary had a tracking device in her brain, so she could communicate with the Whitecoats telepathically. Althought Mary secretly hated this job, she didn't complain about the wings.

They were sent to find Maximum Ride.

And the Whitecoats say that she has a tracking device in her arm.

'Should be too hard,' Mary thought smugly, following the directions the tracking device gave her.

Nonetheless, Iggy still knows how to cook, thank god. If he didn't know how to cook, we wouldn't know what to do.

I woke up to Total licking my face, then walked groggily to the kitchen to find Iggy trying to find the ham for lunch. So then, I decided to help.

The rest of the flock was watching me with bewildered expressions on their faces. I whipped my head around to face them, while stupidly beating some eggs. "What?" I asked irritably.

Fang propped up his chin and a strange twinkle could be seen in his dark eyes. (Okay when the heck was I poetic?) "You're cooking," he said, amused.

"And you haven't set anything on fire."

"And you haven't broke anything."

I blushed, turning around to help Iggy cut the right amount of butter. Am I that bad?

You kinda are, Max, Angel thought to me, smirking from her side of the room.

When we sizzled the ham, Mom came in with Jeb...aughh..

"Max? Are you cooking?" Mom came up to me when I had a spatula, hugging me tightly.

"Oh yeah, and you're going to start school tomorrow. You guys need education."

I was speechless when I looked over her shoulder, I saw a feather drift down from the roof. It was a huuge feather, and it was the color of my old wings.

Eyes widening, I dropped the spatula and raced of the door to peer up at the roof, just in time to see a blonde head disappear. Okay, great. Now there's going to be a stalker haunting me in my dreams.

It kind of reminded me when I was on a date with Sam at the ice cream shop, when I saw a flash of blonde hair and then my reflection. Only it wasn't my reflection; it was Max numero dos.

The rest of the flock had followed me outside, staring at me. "Anyone up there?"

I sounded so retarded.

And of course, no one was there.

"Max, I think you're seeing things," Fang said quietly, his dark eyes flashing with mockery. I flushed and stormed back inside, pushing past him.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Like I got any sleep that night.

Fang sat at his computer, editing his blog. Max was so confusing, he thought to himself, glad that Angel was asleep at this hour. There were times where he could murder her in her sleep, and there were times that he would just hold her close. Who knows, their ends might be coming up soon and he could do just that.

Fang's blog:

Mood: Anything similiar to OMG!

Okay, guys. We woke up yesterday and I was expecting a nice hot breakfast prepared by Mom, but guess what else? The flock and I woke up and we were strapped down to metal tables.

There's nothing like waking up to find that Death was staring at you in the face.

We also don't have our wings anymore, because those Yahoos probably took them. We also don't have our freakishly awesome powers.

Today was not a good day, and I apologize for being so short. We had a hard week.

I'll answer a comment or two before I crash.

From Wolf-Winged-At-Heart: OMIFREAKINGOODNESS! YOU DON'T HAVE WINGS ANYMORE? CURSE THAT STUPID PERSON WHO DID THAT TO YOU GUYS! YOU GUYS ROCK!(even without wings ;D)

Response: Thank you for your concern. I feel loved, knowing that there are people out there that love us, winged or not. Cookies for you.

Fang put on his last period at the end of the sentence and closed his laptop, putting it on rug and climbing onto his bed. He fell asleep a couple minutes later, and dreamnt of Max.

A nice, short chapter, eh?

Got a little glimpse of the second flock.

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