p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"strongOkay, I'm actually updating pretty fast, considering I have finals. I've finished my first three exams, and only know my mark for two of them. I must say, I did pretty good. Anyways, I wrote a little one shot called "Little Max Riding Hood" and I'd love it if you could go check that out. It's sort of like a cross between Maximum Ride and Little Red Riding Hood, but with its own twists and turns. Also, I'll probably updating the next chapter in not too long, I already have it written out, I just need to edit it a bit. Well, okay, a lot. And finally, I just wanted to say, I kind of edited some of my previous chapters, but it's okay if you don't go back and read them, it's really nothing important, just some stuff I wasn't really satisfied with./strong/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"Chapter Eleven/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"Max's P.O.V./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"I stepped out of the house expecting to be ambushed at any moment, but the funny thing was, I kept walking for a while, but nobody saw me, so I decided that I'd walk as far away as I could, so that they'd follow me. I'm not even kidding, these guys were stupid and blind. But my plan didn't work out that well. After a few more steps, I heard someone shout, "THERE!" And I felt a bullet whiz past my ear. Oh thank God humans have bad aim. Along with bad everything else. You know, face, sense so fashion, singing voice, harmonica playing skills... Unlike us, Angel has a pretty face, Nudge has quite the fashion sense, I can sing pretty well, and Fang plays a mean harmonica. Yup, we're just full of surprises, aren't we?/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"Right when the bullet went past me, Fang shouted, "Hey! Watch it! You almost killed us!" /p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"I leaned back a bit, and whispered, "I think that's kind of the point, but I might be wrong." He smirked, but then I heard another bullet shoot and suddenly felt a hard impact behind me, and I fell to the ground when Fang's body slammed into mine, tackling me, and saving my life. He took me down to the ground before the bullet killed me. Oh bless you child. Then I shouted loud enough for them to hear me, "Can you stop shooting for a minute, we'll come quietly. We aren't stupid, we know that there's no use fighting, you'll get us in the end." The shooting stopped. Wow, gullible humans. Another thing I can add to the list. I slowly got to my feet./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"The second I was standing straight, someone shouted, "Put your hands in the air!" I'm pretty sure you can guess who said that. For a second I was tempted to say, "Like you just don't care," but I resisted the urge. Instead, Fang and I did exactly that. We put our hands in the air. One of the cops came over to put handcuffs on us. Whoa, hold up! Who said that that was okay? I don't recall giving you permission to handcuff me! You can't take me to jail! I demand to speak with a judge! Just wait until my lawyer gets here. Yeah right. Anyways, back to the handcuff thing. Let's just say that's taking it a little far, don't you think? Yeah, we thought so too, so we weren't really going to let that happen./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"Fang quickly lunged forward, faster than my eyes could track, and kicked the man in the stomach. While I reached forward and grabbed his arm, chopping down on it. I could've sworn I heard a bone break, and when I looked, I was horrified by what I saw. Well, not really horrified, more like fascinated. Part of his bone was jutting out of his arm. Gross. His arm was gushing with blood, and his skin was torn apart, looking like it had been mauled by some rabid wolf. Seriously? I hadn't even don't it that hard. I've practiced fighting with Fang, and had done much worse but he'd just have the breathe knocked out of him. Humans were like eggs, so fragile. During my oh-so-interesting discovery, it took about five seconds for us to be surrounded. Gosh, didn't the humans know we had tricks up our own sleeves. And unlike them, we didn't need guns to make us feel brave. We just need each other. We fight better together than we do apart. We spent a lot of time training./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"I looked at Fang and he smirked at me, and within the next second I saw him back into a tree, blending into it's shadow, and then melting into a shadow of his own. But if you looked closely at the ground, you could see a shadow that didn't actually belong to any visible human, and you could see a black, sharp knife in its hand. I was so jealous, Fang always had the coolest powers. I was the first to get my powers, and I had rubbed it into everyone's face. I guess he was just returning the favour. Whenever we played tag or something, I'd just make myself a force field and sit behind it, but when Fang got his power, he literally turned into a shadow for the entire game and would come out when we were done. At least until I made using our powers against the rules./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"Anyways, I stood there for only a second, and I felt a hard something or other crash into me and knocking me to the ground. I would have thought it was Fang again, if I didn't know that he was a shadow right now. Some police officer thought he could tackle me Fang Sy did earlier. Hah! Um, how about no? I looked the man in the eye and laughed. And it wasn't that laugh you give when you hear a funny joke. It was the type of laugh you give when you're telling someone that they're screwed. This the type that Fang uses. He never laughs, but when he's fighting, he gives that laugh when he knows that he's going to win. It's scary. And now, here I was, doing the exact same thing. I swear, the look on his face? Priceless. He was so confused, he probably thought I was crazy, I was being tackled to the ground, yet I was laughing. Well, maybe I was insane. But I didn't suffer from insanity, I enjoyed every second of it./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"Then, I pulled off one of my own moves. Yeah, Fang isn't the only one with cool powers! I'm really cool too! See, I made a spoon hat! Just kidding, that was Gazzy. Now, back to the battle, well, I'd hardly call it battle, more like a pre-school game. I concentrated for a moment. I felt the familiar feeling of warmth wrap around me, like i was being encased in flames. Then I felt that little pull, dragging me on. Like I was in a dark tunnel, no light, completely blinded, and then seeing a tiny flicker at the end of the tunnel, like a little candle, trying to show me the way. I could feel myself making my way towards the light. Grasping for it. Then the sudden rush of cold, like I was stuck outside in a blizzard, with no coat. Nothing to protect me from the chill, but my thin shirt and pants. Other than that, my skin was completely exposed to the ice crystals. But see, the strange thing is, this isn't just what it feels like, when I go through something, I'm actually seeing all of that happening in the back of my mind. Myself being trapped in flames, being stranded in a tunnel with just a little candle to light my way, being stuck in a cold blizzard. I'd see it all happen, and I'd feel it too./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"When I opened my eyes again, I was on top of the guy who had tackled me earlier, I had completely passed through him, and he was shaking his head like a dog shaking off water. Then I got up, lifted my foot off the ground and brought it down on his spine with all the strength I possessed. I felt his bone shatter underneath my foot, but I couldn't care less, at the moment, the only thing on my mind was getting back to Iggy. I couldn't leave him. None of these guys could keep me from protecting my brother. This guy got lucky. I could have just as easily ripped his spine out of his back and beaten him with it./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"After completely destroying the guy's spine, I ran towards some trees but right then, I heard the oh-so-familiar sound of a bullet, and suddenly I felt a horrible sting on my cheek. They had actually managed to hit me! Stupid guns! Humans don't fight fair. Okay, neither do we, but still! Disgusting, filthy, stupid, idiotic, imbecilic, inane, insane, dirty cheaters! Yup, I'm angry, in case you didn't notice. Yeah, it's not that easy to notice when I'm angry. I turned around and crashed into the man nearest to me, I hit him with such an impact that he immediately fell to the ground, and didn't get up again. Next, I saw another man come towards me, so I used the minute it took for him to reach me to aim, when he finally reached me, which seemed like it took two years, I landed a very well-placed roundhouse kick straight to his chest and felt a few of his ribs crack. He flew a couple feet back, slammed into a tree and went down like a bad of bricks./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"THEN I managed to make my way towards the trees and again I felt another bullet whiz past me, this time clipping my leg! Oh. My. God. They had gotten me on the leg, I couldn't fight with one of my legs out of commission. How the hell was I even supposed to walk. So I put up a barrier right there to keep them away from me, but the bad part? I made a pretty big barrier, so it wouldn't last long, it would be gone in about four minutes if I'm lucky. Which I never am. That's why I was trying to get to the trees, it would provide a force field of its own, giving me less to take care of. Then I started looking around frantically to see if I could find Fang anywhere, but the thing was, it was pretty dark out, so he was blending in with the darkness around us./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"But then, suddenly, I knew exactly where he was. No, it's not a new power where I can suddenly smell him or something. Nope, not that, instead, one of the men fell to the ground clutching his ankle, when I looked closer I saw blood seeping through his fingers. Fang must have been using that small knife he made to hurt them so that they wouldn't be able to walk. Brilliant! That's my best friend! Then as Fang took them down one by one, I used that moment to get the bullet out of my leg. Stupid, I know, but when someone shoots you, your immediate response isn't, "Hey, thanks for the bullet. I think I'll keep it in for a while." You want to get the little crap out of you. Thank God it hadn't gotten in too deep or else there would be no way to get it out. Right now it was just on the surface, not even all of it was stuck in my leg, a part of it was sticking out, so I held it between my index finger and my thumb and yanked it out as hard as I could, ignoring the obvious pain and the massive amount of blood flowing from my leg./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"I gasped as it broke free of my leg, exposing the raw meat to the fresh air. The funny thing about all of this was, they had no clue what was going on with Fang, they didn't know that he could turn into a shadow, so they probably thought that he was invisible. I did feel a little guilty though, not about the boys in blue, but about Fang. He was out there, fighting for his life, and here I was, doing nothing. What I didn't really seem to notice was how tired I was getting. I didn't notice it until it happened. I felt my walls go down, but before I could do anything, I saw a man run up to me, and then I blacked out, blood dripping from the gash on my cheek and my pants soaked from the wound on my leg. Well shit. I'm screwed./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"Fang! Help!/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"strongSo, how was this one? I liked the ending. I did my best on it, but seriously, my mind is kind of fried right now from having to memorize stupid formulas for math and science that I'll never need. Anyways, Review!/strong/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"strongFly on/strong/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"Chapter Eleven/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"Max's P.O.V./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"I stepped out of the house expecting to be ambushed at any moment, but the funny thing was, I kept walking for a while, but nobody saw me, so I decided that I'd walk as far away as I could, so that they'd follow me. I'm not even kidding, these guys were stupid and blind. But my plan didn't work out that well. After a few more steps, I heard someone shout, "THERE!" And I felt a bullet whiz past my ear. Oh thank God humans have bad aim. Along with bad everything else. You know, face, sense so fashion, singing voice, harmonica playing skills... Unlike us, Angel has a pretty face, Nudge has quite the fashion sense, I can sing pretty well, and Fang plays a mean harmonica. Yup, we're just full of surprises, aren't we?/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"Right when the bullet went past me, Fang shouted, "Hey! Watch it! You almost killed us!" /p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"I leaned back a bit, and whispered, "I think that's kind of the point, but I might be wrong." He smirked, but then I heard another bullet shoot and suddenly felt a hard impact behind me, and I fell to the ground when Fang's body slammed into mine, tackling me, and saving my life. He took me down to the ground before the bullet killed me. Oh bless you child. Then I shouted loud enough for them to hear me, "Can you stop shooting for a minute, we'll come quietly. We aren't stupid, we know that there's no use fighting, you'll get us in the end." The shooting stopped. Wow, gullible humans. Another thing I can add to the list. I slowly got to my feet./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"The second I was standing straight, someone shouted, "Put your hands in the air!" I'm pretty sure you can guess who said that. For a second I was tempted to say, "Like you just don't care," but I resisted the urge. Instead, Fang and I did exactly that. We put our hands in the air. One of the cops came over to put handcuffs on us. Whoa, hold up! Who said that that was okay? I don't recall giving you permission to handcuff me! You can't take me to jail! I demand to speak with a judge! Just wait until my lawyer gets here. Yeah right. Anyways, back to the handcuff thing. Let's just say that's taking it a little far, don't you think? Yeah, we thought so too, so we weren't really going to let that happen./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"Fang quickly lunged forward, faster than my eyes could track, and kicked the man in the stomach. While I reached forward and grabbed his arm, chopping down on it. I could've sworn I heard a bone break, and when I looked, I was horrified by what I saw. Well, not really horrified, more like fascinated. Part of his bone was jutting out of his arm. Gross. His arm was gushing with blood, and his skin was torn apart, looking like it had been mauled by some rabid wolf. Seriously? I hadn't even don't it that hard. I've practiced fighting with Fang, and had done much worse but he'd just have the breathe knocked out of him. Humans were like eggs, so fragile. During my oh-so-interesting discovery, it took about five seconds for us to be surrounded. Gosh, didn't the humans know we had tricks up our own sleeves. And unlike them, we didn't need guns to make us feel brave. We just need each other. We fight better together than we do apart. We spent a lot of time training./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"I looked at Fang and he smirked at me, and within the next second I saw him back into a tree, blending into it's shadow, and then melting into a shadow of his own. But if you looked closely at the ground, you could see a shadow that didn't actually belong to any visible human, and you could see a black, sharp knife in its hand. I was so jealous, Fang always had the coolest powers. I was the first to get my powers, and I had rubbed it into everyone's face. I guess he was just returning the favour. Whenever we played tag or something, I'd just make myself a force field and sit behind it, but when Fang got his power, he literally turned into a shadow for the entire game and would come out when we were done. At least until I made using our powers against the rules./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"Anyways, I stood there for only a second, and I felt a hard something or other crash into me and knocking me to the ground. I would have thought it was Fang again, if I didn't know that he was a shadow right now. Some police officer thought he could tackle me Fang Sy did earlier. Hah! Um, how about no? I looked the man in the eye and laughed. And it wasn't that laugh you give when you hear a funny joke. It was the type of laugh you give when you're telling someone that they're screwed. This the type that Fang uses. He never laughs, but when he's fighting, he gives that laugh when he knows that he's going to win. It's scary. And now, here I was, doing the exact same thing. I swear, the look on his face? Priceless. He was so confused, he probably thought I was crazy, I was being tackled to the ground, yet I was laughing. Well, maybe I was insane. But I didn't suffer from insanity, I enjoyed every second of it./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"Then, I pulled off one of my own moves. Yeah, Fang isn't the only one with cool powers! I'm really cool too! See, I made a spoon hat! Just kidding, that was Gazzy. Now, back to the battle, well, I'd hardly call it battle, more like a pre-school game. I concentrated for a moment. I felt the familiar feeling of warmth wrap around me, like i was being encased in flames. Then I felt that little pull, dragging me on. Like I was in a dark tunnel, no light, completely blinded, and then seeing a tiny flicker at the end of the tunnel, like a little candle, trying to show me the way. I could feel myself making my way towards the light. Grasping for it. Then the sudden rush of cold, like I was stuck outside in a blizzard, with no coat. Nothing to protect me from the chill, but my thin shirt and pants. Other than that, my skin was completely exposed to the ice crystals. But see, the strange thing is, this isn't just what it feels like, when I go through something, I'm actually seeing all of that happening in the back of my mind. Myself being trapped in flames, being stranded in a tunnel with just a little candle to light my way, being stuck in a cold blizzard. I'd see it all happen, and I'd feel it too./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"When I opened my eyes again, I was on top of the guy who had tackled me earlier, I had completely passed through him, and he was shaking his head like a dog shaking off water. Then I got up, lifted my foot off the ground and brought it down on his spine with all the strength I possessed. I felt his bone shatter underneath my foot, but I couldn't care less, at the moment, the only thing on my mind was getting back to Iggy. I couldn't leave him. None of these guys could keep me from protecting my brother. This guy got lucky. I could have just as easily ripped his spine out of his back and beaten him with it./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"After completely destroying the guy's spine, I ran towards some trees but right then, I heard the oh-so-familiar sound of a bullet, and suddenly I felt a horrible sting on my cheek. They had actually managed to hit me! Stupid guns! Humans don't fight fair. Okay, neither do we, but still! Disgusting, filthy, stupid, idiotic, imbecilic, inane, insane, dirty cheaters! Yup, I'm angry, in case you didn't notice. Yeah, it's not that easy to notice when I'm angry. I turned around and crashed into the man nearest to me, I hit him with such an impact that he immediately fell to the ground, and didn't get up again. Next, I saw another man come towards me, so I used the minute it took for him to reach me to aim, when he finally reached me, which seemed like it took two years, I landed a very well-placed roundhouse kick straight to his chest and felt a few of his ribs crack. He flew a couple feet back, slammed into a tree and went down like a bad of bricks./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"THEN I managed to make my way towards the trees and again I felt another bullet whiz past me, this time clipping my leg! Oh. My. God. They had gotten me on the leg, I couldn't fight with one of my legs out of commission. How the hell was I even supposed to walk. So I put up a barrier right there to keep them away from me, but the bad part? I made a pretty big barrier, so it wouldn't last long, it would be gone in about four minutes if I'm lucky. Which I never am. That's why I was trying to get to the trees, it would provide a force field of its own, giving me less to take care of. Then I started looking around frantically to see if I could find Fang anywhere, but the thing was, it was pretty dark out, so he was blending in with the darkness around us./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"But then, suddenly, I knew exactly where he was. No, it's not a new power where I can suddenly smell him or something. Nope, not that, instead, one of the men fell to the ground clutching his ankle, when I looked closer I saw blood seeping through his fingers. Fang must have been using that small knife he made to hurt them so that they wouldn't be able to walk. Brilliant! That's my best friend! Then as Fang took them down one by one, I used that moment to get the bullet out of my leg. Stupid, I know, but when someone shoots you, your immediate response isn't, "Hey, thanks for the bullet. I think I'll keep it in for a while." You want to get the little crap out of you. Thank God it hadn't gotten in too deep or else there would be no way to get it out. Right now it was just on the surface, not even all of it was stuck in my leg, a part of it was sticking out, so I held it between my index finger and my thumb and yanked it out as hard as I could, ignoring the obvious pain and the massive amount of blood flowing from my leg./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"I gasped as it broke free of my leg, exposing the raw meat to the fresh air. The funny thing about all of this was, they had no clue what was going on with Fang, they didn't know that he could turn into a shadow, so they probably thought that he was invisible. I did feel a little guilty though, not about the boys in blue, but about Fang. He was out there, fighting for his life, and here I was, doing nothing. What I didn't really seem to notice was how tired I was getting. I didn't notice it until it happened. I felt my walls go down, but before I could do anything, I saw a man run up to me, and then I blacked out, blood dripping from the gash on my cheek and my pants soaked from the wound on my leg. Well shit. I'm screwed./p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"Fang! Help!/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"strongSo, how was this one? I liked the ending. I did my best on it, but seriously, my mind is kind of fried right now from having to memorize stupid formulas for math and science that I'll never need. Anyways, Review!/strong/p
p style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium;"strongFly on/strong/p
