Who knew? It actually wasn't abandoned! Sorry it took so long. I had this finished a long while ago, then I had to do A LOT of work for finals and speeches (had to give 2!). I haven't updated any of my stories for 12 days. I ended up deleting one. For those who checked it out, sorry. But I'll reput it up. Anyway, thanks to Vamps-with-wings for the monster of doom. Onto the reviews, the most out of all of the chapters!:

Vamps-with-wings: Yes. The evil Ter Borcht vill bevittle vat vittle Maxie vith his Voice. And Angel needs to watch less action flicks it seems! And I lied, they won't attack her... this chapter!

mellisaeverlasting: I think you misunderstood me. I only needed the reviews to find the monster of doom. Sorry about that, but thanks for the tip.

FREAKTONIGHT: Sorry about that. I played the Max/Fang/Bridget triangle a little too hard, considering I only mention Bridget once in the whole story, and even that indirectly. It's obvious now, so we won't have that problem anymore.

vampire-wizard-with-wings: YOU WILL NEVER KNOW MORE! I'm sorry, but I'm incapible of making the chapters longer because I think these are long already. Sorry if that inconceives you (If Lita Takanashi is reading this, SORRY! couldn't resist, don'teth sueth!).

MaxRideRox: Yes. Very Major Crap indeed. Anyways, thanks for the review. You really jumpstarted me to get going again by this review coming.

Onto the Major Trouble!!!!!

10

I started my search for Angel roughly an hour ago, but found no signs of life. No footsteps, no car tracks, no anything! I couldn't even find penguin tracks, or the penguin it's self. But this was only a very small, uninhabited if I may add, part of Antarctica. There was plenty of ground to cover, which meant more chance of finding Angel.

I was covering this all on ground, shivering cold, when I realized, Hey, I can fly! WHOOHOO!

I flew up in the sky, but was met by a very chilly wind blowing against me. With my better judgment, I decided to go with the cold flow and headed toward what was left of the south.

After a while, I still hadn't found Angel, and I was starting to worry about it. Maybe she actually was in the Sahara. Fortunately, I did end up finding a research facility that could have some equipment to protect me from the cold. Hey! I might be a top class, butt-kicking, world-saving bird-kid, but I was FREEZING! Also, I forgot to pack goggles for this trip, and I don't want to end up like Iggy.

I stepped in, half-expecting to hear a screeching alarm and scientists come running to my area to see what had tripped the sensors. But here in Antarctica, there aren't many visitors, so why bother to install them? Relieved by the lack of sirens squealing, I snuck around, looking for the equipment room. After 5 minutes or so, I scored a jackpot. I had found the place I was looking for.

I started putting on the equipment, but only the necessities that I needed. I had to fly as fast as I could to get Angel as fast as I could. So I took only the jumpsuit (getting out my handy dandy pocketknife and slicing two wing-sized holes) and some goggles and left. Poor owners of the station, wonder where they were while all of this happening.

Max, The Voice started. It seems that the population here has been destroyed.

Thanks for pointing the obvious, O Wondrous Voice of mine.

Anyways, I know where Angel is. You have to listen to me, before it's too late.

Hearing this I jumped into my jumpsuit and flew into the sky. Okay, where is it.

10 miles due east, then in a crevice. It is the only way in that isn't guarded.

UGH! Everything is so freaking complicated. Yet somehow, I felt like I shouldn't go there. Being mutated with animal genes gives me a keen sense of danger. But, as you can see in my last adventures, we aren't very good at listening to it. But this was stronger than normal, as if something to push it into my mind. But I kept it out of my mind by remembering that it was for Angel and continued east.

After I had gone, oh, about another 8 or 9 miles or so, the feeling came back. This time it was even stronger than before. It almost had a voice, but once again I forced it out of my mind. I was scanning the groundwhen it came even harder with a very distinct voice.

It's not worth it Max! Get out of here and go get the others!

Angel?!?

Yes. Yes it is, Max. But you need to go back! The new enemy is too much!

What is it? Flyboys, M-Geeks, Erasers, even those creepy Uber-Director creations? Those are CRAP!

No, Max. It's all of them.

This shocked me a lot. Then the Voice came in. Max, you need to save the world. Your world is right here.

Angel practically screamed in urgentess, DON'T TRUST THE VOICE! IT'S TE-

The Voice cut in with an almost unnoticed accent, You know too much. Goodbye, Max.

I was hit with the nastiest brain attack that would make a nuclear bomb feel like a teddy bear. I was wreathing in pain as I fell into consciousness, unable to hear Angel's accusation of who was the Voice.

I woke up with a hazy mind wondering what just happened. I remembered the attack, but not else. Oddly enough, I didn't get any cool pics in my knocked-out period. Maybe Angel was right, that I shouldn't trust the Almighty Voice. ANGEL! This cleared my mind and made me do a quick scan of the room, looking for Angel. All I saw was a bunch of white walls. Well, this was better than the tank back in Virginia, where it was all black. I took yet another look around the four corners and found a very large, and also starved, bird of paradise in a cage next to me, which I didn't see the first time.

This immediately cheered me up when I noticed a guard came in the white walled room of insanity. So my eyesight was flawed the first time, but I was very tired. But that's not as important as the monster from hell itself. It was a horrible creature that looked like an M-Geek, but had fur over it. It was as alert as the Uber-Director Experiment I thingy-mcbobbers, and it had wings. But these were special. They looked like mine.

Is this them Angel? I asked her solemnly through thought. She just nodded her head and turned back to her normal, only %2 bird, self. Together, we just sat there. Eventually, we tried to scoot our cages together, and we succeeded. Together we just waited right beside each other, hoping that Fang and the rest of them would come for us.

We'll make it out this time, right Max? Just like all the other times, right? Angel hoped toward me.

I don't know Angel, I don't know. After hearing this, she broke down and sobbed while I just sat there, hoping everything would be all right. We had been separated, beaten up, and had lost every stinking shred of hope. There was nothing to do but sob, so I joined her and fell asleep about an hour later.

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