The Hard Life of Maximum Ride.
Sorry it took so long I've been working on a deal with one of my close friends Hunter…. If I get a six pack he has to pay me $20! Fun right!? Anyways….here's the next chappie! ENJOY
"Iggy!" I threw a kick at the flyboy in front of me causing him to fall into the pool below us and short out. Iggy wasn't doing too well and even though he is a mutant bird kid he still isn't used to being kicked around all day.
I rushed to the group that was now surrounding Iggy and worked on making my way through the crowd of flyboys that smelt oddly like wet dog. I punched a flyboy in the back of the head and kicked his back sending yet another into the water below. This was beginning to get boring. Just as I began to throw another into the pool I felt something hard hit my head and something warm run down my neck. This wouldn't be good.
My vision began to blur as I struggled against the cuffs that were being pressed onto my wrists. Fang had noticed and was trying to get to me and Iggy was passed out on the ground next to the pool. The flyboys probably assumed he was dead. Idiots.
After the cuffs were tightened around my wrists there was another blow to my head and a rope pressed against my wings as my captive attempted to fold them in.
"NO!" I screamed as my wings began to close against my will. Since when did I, Maximum Ride get captured so easily? The ropes burned my wing as I moved back and forth yet watched as the rest of the flock began on a new batch that only contained the last 50 flyboys. I was silently hoping I would die right there, there is nothing worse than having a bleeding skull, broken wrists, and rope burned wings. Well, maybe there is but at the moment it didn't feel like there was.
"Max! Stay awake I'll be there in a minute!" Fang yelled as he began to finish off his last few flyboys. I probably would have listened if I wasn't busy being dragged away by a flyboy. My eyes began to close and Angel began a mind connection involving Angel, Fang and I. No other flock members allowed.
Fang I can't keep my eyes open. Just take care of the flock for me if I don't wake up.
Max, you cant say that. Stay awake.
Fang I'm bleeding out there is nothing you can do. You wouldn't be able to make it to the hospital in time anyways.
Max?
Yes angel?
Will you go to heaven?
I don't know, I guess I'm going to find out.
NO!
Fang you can't stop it.
What the hell are you saying? You're supposed to be Maximum Ride! The strongest in the flock.
I sighed, how was I supposed to stay awake? I felt like the world was spinning and the rope on my back felt like it was disappearing along with the cuffs and all the pain I had previously felt. Was this what dying felt like? If so I was happy I didn't have to feel any pain. Angel pulled away but kept the connection between Fang and I going.
Fang this is…wonderful. I can't feel any pain.
Max? Open your eyes please! We're in the hotel room.
I can't.
Max, come one just open them.
I can't but, is that my heart that's making that noise?
Max? No don't go!
Fang, I can see myself. What's happening?
MAX!
I felt his presence disappear and watched as Angel began to scream and Gazzy, Nudge and Iggy all cried. Was I really dead?
I watched as Fang began to pump on my chest or my former body's chest. Each time he did I felt something pull me back but quickly let go. I was drifting farther and farther away from the scene. Where I was going I had no idea but I knew it was a place that supposedly held no pain.
I was about a thousand feet above the flock when I felt something jerk me down. What was that? There was another pull and I began to fade into my old body. After about fifteen more pulls the pain all came rushing back and I screamed as I opened my eyes.
My wings burned, my wrists felt like they were being stabbed by a thousand pieces of glass and my head, well there is nothing that you can compare to that amount of pain. Just as I began to remember it all, it all disappeared. I couldn't remember who the people were that were standing around me and why my back felt so lumpy.
"Max?" My eyes began to close again but someone shook me so that I gained consciousness.
"Whose Max" I asked and watched as the people surrounding me suddenly looked very scared.
"Your Max, now stop playing we need to get out of here."
"Where are we going? Who are you?"
"Max, its me, Fang."
"Who names their kid Fang?" Seriously, Fang? What kind of name was that? I honestly didn't think there could possibly be a name any worse until everyone else began to try and remind me who they were. Gasman was by far worse than the name Fang. Apparently we all had wings and were trying to save the world! Oh don't you just love fairytales?
