HAPPY (almost) HALLOWEEN! One of my favorite holidays! Wanna know what I'm going as? I know you don't, but I'm telling you anyways! I'm going as a Coffin Bride, which is like a dead, gothic bride or something. What are you going as? And no, the shirts that say 'This is my costume' don't count. Sorry. Anyways, sorry for not updating in forever, my schedule became extremely busy. Ok, now I'd like to thank all the people who reviewed, favorited, alerted, ect.
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Ok, well this chapter is dedicated to all of you! Thanks, you guys rock!
Disclaimer: Maybe for Halloween I'll pretend to be the owner of Maximum Ride….. But then again, I don't want to be in jail….. So no, don't own it!
Chapter 11
I stared at him. This is the Voice from Fang's story? Then I realized he must be a trap if he knows about the story! He must be in on it too!
"No, Max, I'm not in on anything." The so-called Voicesaid.
"Wait, how did you know I was thinking that?" I asked him.
"Because our minds are linked." He replied like it was no big deal.
"Excuse me?"
"Our minds are linked. Like I can read your mind and communicate through your head, and if I try hard enough, actually enter your mind. But in the beginning that gave you massive headaches." I was speechless. He can read my mind. "So can Angel actually. She can put thoughts through your head and make you do anything, now she can make you forget things, but she can do that with anyone. She can't actually enter your mind to the point where she can see what you see and feel what feel in the present; only in memories she can do that. I can't do that with anybody else either, it's just you."
"Angel, the little blonde girl?"
"Yup."
"I heard much about her in Fang's story." The Voice nodded to my comment.
"So, you ready to go?" The Voice asked.
"Where?"
"Back to the Flock."
"The Flock? No, no way am I going back there. In case you haven't noticed, those guys aren't actually trust worthy."
"You still don't believe us." It wasn't really a question; he was just stating the obvious.
"Yes. I don't care if you can read or enter my mind or anything like that, I don't care if Emo boy can disappear like he says he can, and I don't care that Angel can read and control minds. Your all from that horrible place you call the School, and I'm not falling into your trap and going back!" I said in only one breath, maybe I'm getting Nudge's so-called power.
"If it really was a trap, would they help you escape? I mean, the scientists already had you where they wanted you, why would they hire people to let you go? Then send Erasers after you, only to have them beaten up by Fang so you can get away? Does that make any sense? We're your family, Max. We care about you; we love you. You lost your memory; let us help you get it back, so you can once again take your position as leader and save the world." The Voice put out his hand for me to take. I looked up into his brown eyes to see only truth and trust; no one can fake that. I sighed and took his hand. He grinned and brought me over to the edge.
"Just follow me." He said. I stood behind him as he opened up his wings, they we about as long as mine, from what I could see, they were brown. The same shade of brown as his hair. With that thought in my mind, he took off. I sighed –yet again – and jumped off the edge and free fell a second before I opened up my wings and followed him.
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