Story: It just can't be…
Ch. Title: Who's the better killer?
disclaimer: I am here to disclaim any claims you may have thought I claimed. Ha Ha. Back to business…I do not own any part of Maximum Ride.
Hey guys. I had some free time during school so I wrote you up another chapter. I love this chapter. It takes new meaning to "girl power". There are NO damsels in distress in this story! So, I have noticed that many of you hate Claw. Ha ha. I know that he sounds really fake so I'll try to explain him a bit. He doesn't actually love Max but he truly believes that he does. He's driven by his jealousy towards Fang. He doesn't like that Fang has people that love him, that he loves as well. He envies Fang, which is why he wants to replace him. It will make more sense in this chapter. Plus, he learns the meaning of vengeance in this chapter. Ha ha. Well I hope you enjoy. Keep on rocking!
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"Let me explain. Fang and I were part of an experiment, different from the Flock's,. Basically, it was a research program to decipher the best way to create a killer—through letting the killer love and taking it all away or from isolating the killer since birth. Fang and I are identical twins, seen as genetic equals to the whitecoats. Using twins was the one way to have every other variable be a control. Well, it was the closest way since they hadn't perfected clone by this time. They took us both from our teenage mother, made us 'Avian-Americans' and separated us, keeping our testing and living conditions identical. Equal but separate. Segregation in modern America.
"Well, I'm sure you can guess who got which role. Who was the loner and who got the family." He laughed at this before continuing his story. "So the polar opposites fulfilled their role. One better than the other.
"The whitecoats noticed that Fang started caring for you first, and that he cared the most about you. He played into the whitecoats program better than anyone had expected. He didn't just see you as a family member. He loved you, causing the whitecoats to intensify their plan.
"They installed a chip in you, one that would send enough electricity to kill even a hybrid 12 times over with three simple words. Fang's voice saying 'I love you' will activate it." Claw's voice continued unknowingly as Max's fingers twitched slightly.
"You see", he pleaded looking almost sincere for a moment; "this is why you should be with me. I'm tougher, better, stronger than Fang in every way. I look just like him, better actually. Fang is weak and fucked up beyond repair. I'm not! I can say 'I love you' and show that I love you. I know you almost as well as he does. I can be your lover, the second in command in the flock, the father to your childre--"
It was at this moment that Max's fist made contact with Claw's nose. She had lifted her clenched fist so quickly I was beginning to wonder if she actually had muscle relaxant in her. Nevertheless, I burst into laughter after she broke his nose.
All previous worry drifted away. Max was fine and she was beating up my evil twin. What more could I ask for.
" Okay, here's some guidelines to keep you from getting punched again, not that it will discourage me or anything", Max spat viciously. I was so proud of her. "Number one—You trash talk Fang again and you get a fist in the mouth. Number two—There is no replacing Fang. First of all, he doesn't need to be replaced and second of all, he can't be replaced. Number three—You touch me again, especially when I 'can't fight back', I will personally kick your ass. Even if I have to wait a decade to do it. Number four—And this is the most important. Listen closely, 'cause you really need to get this through your head. I'm not your girl. I don't now and will never love you. You will not be a part of the flock or my family. Fang is second in command in the flock. Fang is the one I love. Fang will be the father of any mutated child I might give birth to and/or hatch. That's the way it is, so deal with it!" Max was standing over Claw by now. She was on such a rampage even I would be scared of her if I was claw. Happily, I am not! I started laughing again.
However great the moment was, I knew that we had to get out of here. We were surrounded by flyboys who were already making their way into the meadow to trample us. Plus, there were two obnoxious mad scientists running towards us. Time for a U and A.
I ran to Max, swooped her into my arms, and darted into the sky to give us a head start. A minute or two later the humming of flyboys became an overwhelming sound around us. Shit! I was completely broken still—which made flying suck—and Max still had a significant amount of muscle relaxant coursing through her veins. Ugh.
"Fang, let me go." Max spoke as she was peering over my shoulder to assess the situation.
"What?!" Real smart reply, Fang.
"Let me go. The only way we're going to get away is my super speed, and you know it." She replied calmly. I was not so calm.
"Max we're mid-flight! Not to mention you still have a good amount of muscle relaxant in your body. I can tell by how limp you are right now. You can't support yourself in flight, especially not in super speed and especially not while dragging me along!", I yelled against the annoying humming behind us. You'd think that the whitecoats would be able to create a quieter version of them with all the improvements they're making.
Max gripped my arm and looked at me with her irresistible smile. Damn her!
"No." I said with finality to my tone.
"Excuse me?" She asked with mock-annoyance. "We'll see about that."
Before I had time to hold her more securely, Max had leapt from my arms. She was free-falling towards the ground. She scared me by opening her wings later than she should of, causing me to dart down towards her. When her wings snapped open, she closed the gap between us and grabbed my hand.
"Max, no!" I yelled in protest but before I knew it Max had kicked it into hyper-drive.
"Told you I could do it.", she spoke in a childish voice to match her childish defense. I couldn't help but laugh.