Hey guys! Thanks for the reviews! I LOVED THEM! Well, here's the chapter… and a death wish! (In the chapter, not in real life!)
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Previously…
"Uh, Brigid?" said Ella. "What are you do…" Ella started, but was abruptly cut off by a sharp pain in her arm. Brigid had shot a needle that had injected something into her arm.
Ella fell so her knees, then slumped to the ground, unconscious.
"The subject has been injected with the new serum formula. It should take effect by morning." Brigid said into her phone.
"Very good. Nice job, Brigid." said the voice on the other line. Brigid smirked as she hauled Ella's unconscious body up to her bed. Her mother wouldn't suspect a thing. That is, until morning.
Ella POV
Ouch, my head! I thought as I sat up… on my bed?
What happened? I thought groggily as I sat up and looked at the full size mirror by my closet. My shirt was really bulky.
Man, I really have to lay off of Mom's cookies!
I stood up to change my pajamas when I felt a weird, twitchy feeling on my back.
Did mosquitoes attack me in my sleep or something? Oh please don't let it be a big ugly rash! Everyone at swim practice will make fun of me!" I thought frantically as I slipped my baggy T-shirt off. I could clearly see whatever was on my back through my low- backed cami.
I turned around to look at my back in the mirror. I felt like I was gonna barf. Seriously, the old saying 'be careful what you wish for' has really bit me in the butt this time.
All of the events from last night came crashing down on me. I fell backwards in a faint. Before my thoughts abandoned me, the bright image of my brown and tan speckled wings haunted me.
Normal POV
"Ella? I'm leaving for work!" shouted Dr. Martinez. Huh. Usually Ella told her goodbye before she went to work. Dr. Martinez walked up the stairs and opened Ella's door.
Dr. Martinez shrieked in shock. Ella was curled up on the bed, unconscious. Her laptop was still running on it's screensaver. The ultimately shocking part of this scene was the fact that Ella had a low backed tank top on and sticking out of the top of it were… wings.
How did this happen? She was normal yesterday! thought Dr. Martinez hysterically. She lightly touched Ella's wings, as if to test if they were, in fact, real. Her hand came in contact with the soft plumage on Ella's wing.
How…what…why? were Dr. Martinez's shocked thoughts. Suddenly, Ella's laptop made a pleasant ding noise. Dr. M. tapped a key to dispose of the screensaver. A little message popped up next to the small pixilated mailbox icon. It read 'You have one new message!'
Dr. M clicked on the little mailbox and the message filled the screen. It said,
Hey Ella! Please don't 4get 2 ask ur mom about getting us a privat plane. We can't stay here much longr and the other mutants are getting restles. We really need your help.
P.S. This is Nudge who's typing this and I say hi!
C-ya soon, we hope
The Flock
A plane? What do they need a plane for? What other mutants? Dr. M was so confused. Then another message popped up on the screen.
Oh, please send the jet somewhere in rural New York. Somewhere inconspicuous. We'll work out all the details on iChat at 4:00pm in New York time, ok?
Once again,
The Flock
Well I guess I'm calling in sick today. thought Dr. M. I'm also apparently making a few phone calls. What the heck do they need a plane for? They do have wings. Poor, poor Ella. I'm going to get to the bottom of this wing thing if it kills me. Dr. M. left to get her cell phone. She had a long day ahead of her.
Courage and Gazzy woke up to find Iggy with a few dozen bags full of fast food. Gazzy blushed when he realized that he was hopelessly tangled up in the bed sheets…with Courage. Courage must of realized the same thing because she abruptly tried to get up but fell back onto the bed. An involuntary moan of pain escaped from her lips.
"What hurts?" asked Gazzy. "I could kiss it to make it better!" Gazzy's eyes glimmered with hope in his eyes. He had obviously been listening to some of Iggy's pick-up lines.
"Everything. Hurts. Go. Away." growled Courage.
"Ouch." said Iggy as he bit into one of those greasy breakfast sandwich things. "That's gotta hurt!"
"Shut up Iggy!" grumbled Gazzy as he stomped over to claim his share of breakfast.
"Jeez. Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed." said Iggy with a strait face. Then he busted out laughing. "…wrong side of the bed! I'm a genius!" cackled Iggy. Gazzy knocked the half-eaten food out of Iggy's hand.
"Hey, chill dude! I was just kidding!" protested Iggy.
Gazzy snatched a egg- sausage biscuit and angrily chomped down on it. The door cracked open. Gazzy and Iggy prepared to defend the food… and everyone else.
The door opened wider. It was Fang. Iggy sighed in relief.
"Hey, I thought I smelled food." said Fang. "Don't worry. Everyone's sacked out in my room." said Fang. Iggy handed a bag of food to everyone in his room.
"We're gonna have to make a few trips to McDonald's if we're gonna feed all of these guys." said Fang quietly.
"That's an understatement." mumbled Iggy. Courage muttered something from the bed.
Fang shot Gazzy a look that said 'What's her problem?' Gazzy shrugged.
"She's sore from the fight with the Erasers I guess." said Gazzy through a mouthful of food.
"No, I'm sore from flying while carrying you halfway across New York after a fight with Erasers and frying them all into little werewolf flavored crisps." Courage said irritably. Gazzy gaped at Fang and Iggy. Fang smirked.
"Yeah! Fang described Courage using her skill of controlling fire to fry those flea-bags!" said Iggy who was grinning. "It was awesome!"
"She…she can control… fire?" gasped Gazzy, who remained slack jawed.
"You bet I did! And I'll fry you too if you keep your mouth open like that!" snapped Courage without looking up. That was the end of that discussion.
After the Flock fed everyone, which involved quite a few trips to fast food places, dragging Nudge and Courage out of bed, and convincing the mutants that sausage was for eating purposes only, Angel then suggested to move everyone to a different location in case they were being tracked.
After a brief discussion, the flock agreed that this was the best plan. It was also decided that the less-normal looking mutants would wear hoodies and sunglasses to hide their faces.
They left the hotel and walked down the street. Angel, Courage and Nudge were in the front while Gazzy and Iggy were in the middle and Fang brought up the rear of the herd of mismatched mutants.
They were headed to the outskirts of New York City, where they would find an inconspicuous looking old motel and stay the night, then, hopefully, get on a plane and get home to Max. Or at least, that was the plan.
The group passed a cookie shop. The heavenly aroma swept through the open doors and wafted to the noses of all who passed. Fang looked sadly at the small shop. Angel, who was being nosy and patrolling his thoughts, shot him a sympathetic glance. Fang shot her a trademark 'You better get out of my head before I kick your butt' look and Angel quickly resumed talking to Nudge.
While in New York for the first time, Max had made them buy chocolate chip cookies from practically every store in New York in search of 'the perfect cookie'. After that, every time Fang saw a cookie store, he would always think of the gleeful expression as she bit into a new type of cookie. He almost never saw her like that.
He missed her so much. He'd die a thousand deaths to see her again. He couldn't believe that Max the Indestructible, his Max, would give up life after she had fought so hard to keep it. All because she couldn't be with him.
Max was beautiful, powerful, funny, occasionally caring, and everything that he could ever want. She was special. She was the one that everyone cared about. Everyone cared about her destiny. She was supposed to be the savior of mankind.
He was nothing but a kid with huge black wings that would never just 'fit in'. He was one experiment among thousands. He was one person among millions. He was nothing special. But she chose him anyway.
Fang felt awful that he had done this to Max. She was like a wilting flower. A super tough, genetically enhanced wilting flower. She was gonna die if someone didn't do anything about it.
He had to be that someone. He just wondered how much longer she would hand on before giving up.
Hang on, Sweetheart. We're coming. And I'm coming with them. Fang said in his thoughts, as if Max could hear his thoughts.
(A/N: I really just had to include the sweetheart thing. I absolutely adored it when Fang nicknamed Max that in 'The letter')
His thoughts of his soul mate were shattered when Nudge's piercing scream reached his ears. Oh Crap. They were in the outskirts of New York! He should have been protecting them!
Fang bolted down the crumbly, unkempt sidewalk as he practically ran into Nudge. Nudge was crying and holding Iggy down on the sidewalk. Iggy was writhing on the ground with his eyes rolled in the back of his head. Fang was almost positive that Iggy was having a seizure.
Angel was staring at Iggy in utter shock, confusion and fear.
"Fang, What's wrong with him?" cried Nudge. The rest of the mutants had crowded around Iggy; looking at him with concern and pity. They had probably seen many of their friends die this way.
Then it stopped and Iggy was still.
"OMG, is he dead? He can't be dead! I was just talking to him when he fell and hit his head on the pavement! Oh Lord, please don't let him be dead!" babbled Nudge while more tears trailed down her cappuccino colored cheeks.
Then a terrifying thought came across Fang's mind. The Flock had gathered around Iggy. Fang couldn't stop his hand from shaking as he slowly brushed the hair away from the back of Iggy's neck The whole Flock let out a collective gasp. Angel, Nudge and Gazzy started sobbing uncontrollably. Fang was frozen. He couldn't believe it. It can't be true. Tattooed on the back of Iggy's neck was this month's date and year. Iggy's expiration date had come.
Yeah, you probably hate me now. I have a plan with this story, so please trust me and keep faith! Review and I will add another chapter by tomorrow! Keep faith, my amazing readers!
