Paladin: Konichiwa, my faithful reviewers.
Sol: What's with the Japanese?
Shadow: Are you turning Japanese? Because I don't want to have to wear a kimono.
Paladin: No, I'm just introducing some of my other creations into these little author's notes for a variety of flavor. So, if I may, I'd like to introduce you to Hikari En (whom prefers to be called Ari), Yami Shadow (prefers to be called Yam), and his brother, Rai Shadow.
All three: Hello!
Sol: Paladin, why do I resemble Ari?
Paladin: Because, my knowledgeable creation, you are his American copy.
Shadow: The same with me and Yam?
Paladin: Pretty much so.
Sol & Shadow: Whaaaat?
Ari: They say imitation is the cheapest form of flattery, so thank you.
Rai: I'm appalled that I don't have a copy.
Yam: It really doesn't matter Rai. Anyways, Paladin doesn't own... Maximum Ride? That's what we're in, right?
Paladin: Yes Yam. And these three are from my Yu-Gi-Oh (owned by Kazuki Takahashi, not me) fanfics. But I only work on one story at a time, so you guys will just have to be patient.

Overwhelming Power Ch. 7

Sol POV

The last thing I remember before blacking out was crashing into the forest. After I woke up, however, I found I was inside an unfamiliar room of an unfamiliar building. It was dark, so I immediately put my guard up.

I tried getting up, but there's something about colliding with the hard ground from about 700 feet or so up in the air that breaks some of your bones. I don't know why, it just does that.

"Aah!" Wooh, my throat is parched.

(Serves you right.)

"How?"

(I don't know, it just does. You do realize you can think to me, right?)

'Now you tell me how not to look insane. And don't you go saying sanity's overrated.'

(Fine. Insanity isn't overrated. Happy now?)

"Shut up."

I got up with some trouble, and I walked out of the room into a brightly colored hallway. So colorful, in fact, that the light didn't even need to be on for me to be able to depict the colors perfectly.

"Did I die and go to rainbow heaven?" I whispered, forgetting to think it, but I didn't forget that this was a new surrounding.

(If you did, then I wouldn't be here.)

'That's nice to know.'

I quietly walked down the hall, trying to find anything that'd tell me the time: microwave, oven, clock, anything!

Which somehow brought me to a red and green kitchen.

'God! Did a rainbow throw up in this house? It's so colorful!'

(I'm starting to see what you mean.) As if he didn't before.

Luckily all three of the categories were in here, all three saying it was a couple of minutes past midnight.

"Wow. I was out like a light." There I go, forgetting to think again. But I plan on getting the hang of it.

I soon smelled the fragrant aroma of chocolate in the air.

"You smell that Shadow?"

(I'd be lying if I didn't. Chocolate chip cookies!)

I waltzed over to the counter to find a plate of chocolate chip cookies. I warily grabbed one, and I was glad I did, because they were delicious.

Emphasis on were, since they were all gone. There's something about being among the unconscious for more than half a day that really perks up your appetite, you know what I mean?

"Mmm, those were delicious!" At this point, all my fears had washed away, and I was talking freely now.

(Lucky. I might've smelled them, but that doesn't mean I can taste them...)

"Too bad! Sucks to be you!"

"I continued to give myself a grand tour of the household, which, of course, eventually brought me to the living room, the place where the flock was asleep, apparently waiting for me.

"They didn't have to wait for me. I would've been okay if they'd left."

(They must care for you. A lot.)