Author has written 2 stories for Maximum Ride. :. uhm...excerpt..? .: since i've been lagging on the whole updating my fics thing 'cause the chapters are taking a while...i'm just gonna give some sort of hanging summary to the next few chaps of either fics. just a bit of insight since i've been getting e-mails threatening my life regarding my writing of the said fics XD i did update recently, though, on my first fanfic's third chapter (check it out here: link) but the next is getting a bit...stalled so to speak XP anyways, here's the excerpt thingy for my second fic, Halved..: My eyes stung where the acid touched it. Every drop didn't matter, though, and I had to prepare myself for the pain creeping it's way into my heart. I just couldn't stand it anymore. The impact my family and I have been trying to soften has naught but swolen into a big, hideous blob of depression. And it was getting to us. My hands stretched up to meet the tiny droplets descending from the sky. One particular dropped landed smack dab in the middle of my palm. Acid rain did barely any damage, but my wince fluttered into view anyway. I knew he was watching. Or should I say, looking? I didn't want him to see me like this, though he hadn't the ability of sight anyway, but with the rain trickling at my frame with the slightest of sounds, multiplied enough for mutant hears to pick up, his sight may as well have been restored. His expression was grave, but it might as well've been blank: his eyes showed nothing otherwise. My heart sunk even more, less of anger and more of pain. It throbbed in my chest while my brain reregistered the fact that I'd never know what his eyes would look like now, if his sight was still his to keep. The emotion I used to uncover lying beneath his eyes was never shown in his face. Iggy, the blind one with eyes devoid of emotion, and Fang, the silent one with eyes brimming with sentiment. They both had something hidden from me. They both kept secrets from me. They were always keeping me away from themselves. The pain grew again, surging into my heart like a river's endless current. I just can't take it anymore... Without warning, two warm, comforting arms slid around my body, warming my shivering arms and bringing forht another surge..a surge of power, enlightenment. I vaguely recalled his statement about the sense of touch, and in a spiralling moment, felt alive once again, against his touch. I gasped silently, me head moving up from under his chin. Without the slightest of movement, I saw his wings fold in front of me, shielding me from the acid rain pouring down on us. I thought I saw steam rolling from underneath his feathers once the drops had touched them, but before I could have assessed, his hand brought its way up to my face, tucking in various strands of misplaced hair behind my ear, chuckling at the amount of such. It was music to my ears hearing his voice like this, but it barely ebbed at the pain that oh-so stubbornly stuck to me like glue. "You lost your umbrella, didn't you?" he spoke, a hint of a smile in his voice. I could still feel his arms around me, complimenting the cold from the atmosphere. "No," I replied, shrinking into his hold. "Oh?" he said, amused, nuzzling his chin into my hair. "Where is it, then?" I looked up, barely able to see his eyes and the top of his head, stretching out my hand to caress his cheek. My hand lingered on his face for a moment before answering, "It's right here." I felt the smile curl around his lips as my hand left his face. My eyes focused on the sky now, and suddenly, the drops of acid rain meant little to my already stinging skin. More drops tainted my face, but all I felt was the gentle pelt of water cooling my skin as his body warmed mine. The memory of him standing in a similar setting, in his almost usual black-clad ensemble, only with a twist about the logo on the right side of his chest, returned once again. It practically gave me a heart-attack the same time it paralyzed me, and the inability to think coherently was probably the only thing that registered. The memory was still painfully, agonizingly clear, and just when I thought the pain eased, it rose back up at his memory, tearing at my chest mercilessly. My hands were at either side of my head instantly as I shook it slowly, as if doing so would blur the image away. His face turned to the sky where the rain pelted at his cheeks, his hair flowing down where the water dragged it, his ebony black wings folded gently at his side, accepting the otherwise poisonous rain...I could remember all too clearly. My resolve had faltered, but the blur that screened the memory brought it back to life. Iggy knew I was seeing this in my head again, so his warm hand lifted to my eyes, obscuring my sight. He muttered silently to me, and almost immediately did I feel comforted. "Shh, Max. It's alright..." There it was again, the ball of fire flickering into view. My resolve looked like it was twitching at my indecisiveness, waiting. It only stood lit at my subconscious's will, only knowing what I was supposed to before I even thought of it. The ball flickered violently until it rested into a solid form, gently swooshing as it circled an orbital structure. Then there it was. My resolve: To protect the ones I love. To protect all that's left of my Flock, no matter how heinously torn apart my heart was. I shook my head again. What he did; what he's doing: I shouldn't let it get to me like this. Not again. I'm Maximum Ride, and I'd do anything for those I loved. Even if it means turning on the one I loved the most. HAH! (insert sigh here). Whoo, that took a bit of a while. Anyway, there it is. I'm still practicing the cute, fluffy, lovey-dovey stuff so please bear with me for a bit. The writing sounds a bit amateurish while reading it XD hope you guys liked it though :D it's a little payment for the lack of apdate...ness XP next one, i THINK i assure you, won't be free (insert evil laaaugh...now XD :))) :.: ..brownies.. :.: so my friend says she'll give me brownies on my birthday screw the department of education sue the freaking president for messing with OUR history the brownies WILL be good the dark side doesn't go without cookies oh, and someone owes me a soda but i still get brownies! :.: ..other stuff.. :.: read this link |
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