Oh. Who was that voice? Is she going to get caught? I don't know… Read to find out! Please read it. I hope you like it.
Disclaimer: If I owned Maximum Ride would I be writing Fan Fiction? I don't think so.
Hanna POV
I spun around and faced the trees where the voice came from. "Th… that w… was nothing," I stuttered. The owner of the voice walked into the clearing looking just above my head.
"Oh yeah?" Iggy asked. Iggy was wearing some jeans with a black shirt with a blue jacket. Different than this morning I noticed. I don't know how I could remember what they were wearing this morning, I didn't even notice. But I guess I must have noticed a bit because I noticed that Iggy had changed.
"Yeah," I said gaining control in my voice. "That was nothing. Just talking to myself. I am kind of nervous of you guys. Actually I am surprised that you let me in without questions." I paused for a moment. "Well not that many questions." Iggy laughed and walked over to me. He brushed my arm slightly and continued past sitting by a tree.
"Sorry about that," he mumbled when I didn't say anything. "That was so I could know where you were. Plus it gives me a clue about how tall you really are compared to me." Iggy shrugged. "Your head comes up to about my shoulder." Iggy paused. "You are seventeen?" he asked.
I nodded and then remembered that he was blind. Man it was easy to forget around him. "Yes," I mumbled. Iggy nodded.
"Why are you so short?" he asked.
"I am part cat as well. I am only 94 human. Six percent cat and two percent bird."
"Cat?" Iggy asked.
"Yup," I said sitting next to him.
"How are you cat? I mean how are you like a cat?" he asked.
"Well there are some traits that I hate and some that I love. For one that I hate, my hair stays short." When I said that Iggy brought his hand up to my head and felt my hair.
"That is weird. Why would it affect your hair?" he asked.
"I guess I have the DNA of a short haired cat," I said shrugging.
"And another trait you have," he said.
"I am naturally quiet. Nobody can hear me walking." Iggy started laughing at this.
"I bet it is because that they don't pay attention," he said shaking with laughter. I don't see how this is funny but oh well. "I bet I could hear you if I wanted to." I stuck my tongue out at him before realizing that it was useless.
"Another thing is that I sorta have claws." Iggy stopped laughing and then turned to face me.
"Claws?" he asked.
"Well not claws but it hurts like heck when I scratch you. Well I have left scars on some erasers before." Iggy started laughing again. This is starting to annoy me.
"You don't believe me?" I asked.
"No, no I believe you. It is just funny how you said it." Well good thing that I didn't tell him about being able to see in the dark, having exceptionally good hearing and great balance. But he is the subject so he doesn't need to know those things.
We sat leaning on the tree in silence for a few moments. Iggy was the one to break the silence.
"I know that this is going to sound weird," Iggy said. Wow that is a great way to start. Note the sarcasm.
"And what I have said isn't weird?" I asked. Iggy laughed again. Gosh is he on laughing gas or something?
"Well I was wondering if I could…" Iggy stopped looking shy.
"Could what?" I asked.
"Never mind. Just forget that I said it," he mumbled.
"Come on…" I coaxed. "What were you going to say?" I asked.
"Well I kind of know what the others look like from memories. I was just wondering if I could like feel your face and have you describe some things to me. I just want to know what you look like."
This was a reasonable request, once you thought about it. I mean I don't think that I could stand living with someone who I don't even have a clue of what they look like. Could you? Then don't laugh when I say, "Sure."
Iggy smiled and lifted his hands up. He placed them on my forehead. Slowly he brought them down his fingers touching my eyebrows and my now closed eyes. He brought them down even further and let them rest on my cheeks.
With his hands gone from my eyes I opened them to see a fierce look of concentration on Iggy's face. Finally he dropped his hands to my lips. He traced the shape of them before dropping his hands.
His glazed eyes started at my face for a while. Then a smile broke on his face.
"Did that help?" I asked. Iggy nodded. "And what do you want me to describe?" I asked.
"What color is your hair?" he shot off.
"Umm…." I had to grab a lock of my wavy hair to see what color it is. "Reddish brown," I said dropping my hair. Iggy nodded.
"And your eyes?" he asked.
"I think that they are yellow." Iggy looked surprised.
"Yellow?" he asked.
"Yup… Another cat thing," I said. Iggy nodded.
"Figures," he mumbled. "Do your eyes have any other color in them? Or are they all yellow?" Iggy asked.
"Well they have little bits of blue in them. Little, little parts of blue," I said.
"What color are your wings?" he asked.
"The normal," I said. "They are black with small white spots."
"How quiet can you be?" he asked. I smiled.
"Very… You probably won't be able to hear me." Iggy started laughing again when I said this. "Am I very funny or what? How come you laugh so much at me?" I asked.
"Because I can hear everything. I will probably be able to hear you. I mean how could I have followed you here if I couldn't hear you?" he asked. Wow one point for Iggy. I had never thought about that.
"Because I wasn't trying to be silent," I said loosing my cool.
"Right…" Iggy said in a sarcastic tone. "Hey do you want to play hide-and-go seek?" he asked. I stared at him in surprise. We are talking about being quiet and he wants to play hide-and-go seek? He is weird.
"Um… Sure," I said standing up in one swift motion. Iggy stood up after me. Dang he was silent as well. But not as much as me. I ran to the other side of the clearing and then circled around until I was behind the tree that we were just sitting by. Iggy chuckled slightly and started counting.
"1… 2… 3… 4… 5…" He counted until he got to twenty. I stayed behind the tree not wanting to go too hard on him on the first try. Iggy walked to the edge of the clearing away from me. I stooped and waited for him when I saw him go out of view. I waited for a few minutes before I was getting worried that he had died or something.
I took a step back and then rested against the tree. I looked all around me waiting for Iggy to find me. He said that he was good at hearing.
"You are really good," I heard a whisper from behind me. I jumped and turned to face him.
"How did you find me?" I asked. On the inside I was wondering how I didn't hear him. Sure he might be silent but I have like super hearing. I am part cat, and cat's have great hearing. I should have heard him! I lost to a blind boy!
Wait why am I getting mad over this? Is it because he kind of beat me at this? But I am close to perfect with stuff like this!
"I heard you take one step and then the bark of the tree catching on your tree. Plus you sighed a few times." I nodded wondering how he could hear that but I couldn't hear him walk up behind me.
Were you even paying attention? I asked myself. Was I? Well I was getting bored. I can stay in a stance for hours. Even if that stance is on one foot with the other leg stretched out behind me. I can stay standing like that for a long time. But then I took a step and leaned against the tree. How stupid of me!!
This reminded me of how mad I would be if I lost at a game or training at the School. I would go and pick a fight with an eraser and beat the crap out of him. I couldn't start beating up Iggy or he might just get suspicions. (Note the sarcasm.)
I wish some erasers would come and fight with the flock. I know how many they send out a day trying to find the flock. What if they stop because I am here? But most of the erasers there would like to fight with me and tear me limb from limb. It is just against the rules to kill at the School. Plus Jake always tries to stop the fights before they can get to bloody. Well or until the guy I am fighting has lost a limb or something.
Oh no… Was Iggy talking to me? I didn't notice.
"What?" I asked snapping my attention to him.
"I was just saying that we must start back or we could play one more game to see if I am as good as you," Iggy said a smile forming on his face. Was that a challenge?
"Well I bet I could find you in a few minutes so one more game wouldn't hurt," I said putting my head against the tree. "1… 2… 3… 4… 5…" I heard him walk out of the clearing and into the forest. This is going to be easy.
But you couldn't hear him come up behind you when you were standing still not making any noise. How are you going to find him while you are walking through the forest making all that noise? A voice nagged me from the back of my mind. It doesn't matter I will find him and prove that I am better. I am part cat and bird; cats are better than just birds.
Once I got to twenty I stood straight and listened. After a few minutes I jumped slightly unfurling my wings.
I flew slightly above the ground making sure that I wouldn't touch the ground with all the fallen crunchy leaves or sticks that make the loudest snapping noise when you accidentally step on them.
I searched for a few minutes. This is disturbing. Without even making any noise I am loosing at a game of hide-and-seek to a blind person. I mean he can't even play half of the game considering that he can't seek!
Finally after five more minutes I saw a dark blue spot out of place in this brown and green forest. He was crouching behind a big bush messing with something.
I flew over to him and landed a few feet away making sure to not make any noise.
"What are you tinkering with?" I asked. Iggy smiled and slowly lifted his head.
"Nothing… Just a bomb," he said lifting up a small object.
"Ok two things wrong with that," I started. Iggy smiled and stood up storing the bomb in a pocket on his jacket.
"And those two things would be what?" he asked.
"One…" I said putting one finger up before remembering that he was blind. I put my finger down and my hand at my side. "We are playing hide-and-seek and you start messing with a bomb while you are supposed to be hiding."
"Well I was getting bored of waiting for you so I just started trying to fix this. It hasn't been working lately…" Iggy let that sentence fall. "And the second thing?"
"Oh right… Well how do you fix and make bombs if you are…"
"Blind?" he asked.
"Yeah," I answered.
"Well I have been making and fixing bombs since I was little. And Gazzy used to tell me how to do it but eventually I learned all the stuff and can do it on my own, maybe even better than Gazzy." Iggy chuckled probably remembering a funny story.
"Anyway we better start back," I said jumping into the air and shooting straight up and into the sky. I love flying. That is my first love. Something else might come second but by a long shot. I hovered a few feet above the trees waiting for Iggy to come. Eventually he did.
When he got there he suggested that we race back to the house. I agreed. Can you guess who won? That is right… ME!!!! Hehe…
Ok everybody there is my next chapter. So sorry that I hadn't updated in a while. Anywho… Please review. Flames are accepted as well as the good ones.
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