Here's the summary.
Max and her flock always dreamed about being normal and having a break from saving the world.
Everyone wants vacations, right? One day they all wake up and they find that their wings are gone and so are their powers. Things go great being normal until they meet another flock that has THEIR powers. What is the purpose of this? Was Itex behind this? Will Max and her flock survive by using their own human strength?
This is my very first story. So please don't go TOO hard on me, kay?
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P.S - Prepare for some Iggy pervertedness and some badass action.
Maax. Maaaaax.
Augh. Whoever the hell that is, SHUT UP! But it's so dark... it feels like some rapist that grabbed me from the streets and stuffed me into the back of his smelly van that was filled to the top with combat boots. Nothing can ever compete with combat boots.
Maax. Help me.
Now that I heard the voice more clearly, it sounded like a little girl's. Oh god it's probably Alma from F.E.A.R. I spent all night last night playing it with Gazzy and Iggy.
Do you want to die?
Uhh, is that a trick question? 'Cause I suuure wanna answer it for a million bucks!
Then I figured out the REAL problem. I couldn't move or speak. I couldn't even SEE.
Damn, they got me good.
Maax. This is your inner self. Your inner self is saying that time is running out for you to save the world.
Now the voice sounds like Jeb. I don't WANT him to be my 'inner' self. Just the thought of having Jeb anywhere inside me makes me wanna puke up blood.
Suddenly I was being hurled up into a black tunnel. Death better be quick and fast. If not, mind as well try to enjoy the ride.
As if awakening from the dead, I groggily opened my eyes. I was strapped down onto a table: just like the horror movies when they torture you with the chinese water torture or something. If they did that to me, I would scream like hell in three seconds.
Well, I couldn't really make out anything in the pitch black darkness. I wouldn't be suprised if a rapist would pop out of nowhere with a tranquilizer.
By now, I realized that my mouth was also bound and gagged. The smell of the cloth was bad. Now there are many levels of 'bad' I might be talkin' about, but this 'bad' is beyond the charts. If there were any.
Aw great. Now the last thing I'm going to smell before I die is Gazzy's panties.
"Anyone there?" I mangaged to say. But with the cloth covering my mouth it came out as "Enyphun fair?"
"Here." Fang's reply. For some who don't know, Fang is my co-captain, the second-in-command-in-case-something-terrible-happens-to-me-which-is-always. Sometimes, he could really be a pain in the a-I mean butt. (I should probably stop cursing. There's a little 'mind-reader' that likes to poke around other people's minds!)
"Present." Iggy's blind, but it doesn't mean he can't see. He seems to know whatever's around him, and he can feel colors. He's less annoying than Fang, quieter than Nudge, and the best cook in the world. Well, better than me. "Is it morning?"
"Iggy. We're strapped to a table in the pitch black. How would we know if it's morning or not?" Nudge. She has a big mouth. I always tell her that things at fly into it while she's in the air laughing her ass off. She also attracts metal, which sometimes scares the heck out of me. She talks nonstop. So if you bring up something about fashion or Justin Bieber, good luck getting her to shut up.
I heard a soft sigh and a mutter, "Hate to admit it, but she's right." Gazzy and Angel are the only blood-relatives in the flock. Gazzy has pale blonde hair, just like his sister. He's such a sweet guy.. when he's not mimicking other sounds and when he's not burping/farting. Him and Iggy get a kick out of those.
"Max.. are we going to die again?" Angel is a sweet kid and all, but at times, she could be very creepy. When she talks to people and if she wants something, she can actually make the other person do it with her mind. This happened once with a lady in a toy shop. Also with Erasers. Hey Eraser, you're going to fall into the ocean now. -drops-.Angel can also read minds and talk to undersea animals. We're not sure if she can talk to all animals, but it happened. She can also wear disguises. Say, she can make herself look like Miley Cyrus and you can actually tell it's her. My gawd MILEY? I want your autograph!
"No, I don't know. I'm just really starving and I could use Iggy's scrambled eggs now!" Total, Angel's annoying dog. At first I thought, hell, why are we having a stupid dog following us when we can't even get enough to eat for each of us? But then later on, I coped. The flock coped. And did I mention that Total talked? What a miracle. (I was sarcastic.)
I tried to breathe with my mouth open, but the taste of the cloth was just as bad. It tasted like.. dog crap and Gazzy's farts. I could use some of Mom's chocolate chips right now.
That's when I felt something I have never in my short, horrible life I have ever felt before.
My back feels flat. Naked. Stripped bare of any feathery THING.
Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my-
"Max? Are you alright?" Angel's voice cut throught the silence like a butter knife through butter. Mmm.. the sounds of fattening - ehh I'll get to the point.
"Frankly, Angel, I don't know if anyone of you poor souls noticed this but our backs are naked."
A moment of silence from everyone, including Total. Believe it or not, Total started to develop tiny wings a few weeks ago. Now some stupid scientists probably ripped those little things off of him before they got a chance to develop, Poor Total. All he wanted was to be a floating weiner dog.
"Holy fuck." Of course, that had to be Iggy. "So I could like.. strip with my russian girls and they wouldn't have to know what my true self is?"
"Iggy, Language. And well honestly everyone, I don't know WHAT to think right now."
More silence.
I could REALLY use some chocolate chip cookies.
Oh dear god just kill me.
All of a sudden, there was a soft click sound, and someone getting to their feet.
"Woot! I did it Max!" Nudge's voice came out of nowhere in the darkness, but we could all sense that she was standing. Free of those metalstraps.
"Good job, Nudge." Fang said quietly. "Would you umm.. let us out too?" Good choice of words, Fang-ster.
"Fangster the Gangster. Good one, Max!" Angel must have gotten free because her little footsteps echoed the whole room. Can't that child get out of my mind for one second? Just kidding sweety.. he he..
Once we were all out and stretching like senior citizens that woke up from the dead, we started to look around the unfamiliar room for a light switch or a flash light. After some searching, Fang found a candle. We lit it with some random cigerette lighter we found on the floor and its soft light barely casted enough light to see eachother.
"I got a feeling that we were brought here to be raped or something." Iggy said, shifting his weight while rubbing his hands like a pimp. We all rolled our eyes at him, including Total.
Then I realized that our backs were still naked. "Angel, turn around for one quick sec." The flock turned to stare at Angel's bandaged back. There were two huge holes with white bandages covering them up. Just in case to test if this was real or not, I brushed my hand against her back. I felt two stubs, but that was all.
Then as if on cue, we all turned around to look at our own backs. "Oh shit," Iggy whispered. Gazzy punched him in the arm.
This kind of reminded me of the time when Gazzy and Iggy put mini bombs in our cupcakes that one summer. We were all mad at them and we told them to get it the hell out, but then they said they didn't that it was some sick joke. Sick joke it was. We were all staring at our cupcakes, and as one, we all reached in and dug out the tiny bombs. Hehe. They were actually STINK BOMBS. Those little..
"Max.. it feels like someone ripped my entire arm off.." I went over to Nudge and gave her a soothing hug. "Don't worry, I'll beat those cruddy scientists to a pulp," I reassured her, smoothing out her hair.
"Someone's coming." Fang put out the candle flame with two fingers and we all intently listened.
And in barged in the big bad wolf.
Erasers.
"You little pansies ready to die?" One of them snarled, sharpening his claws with his teeth. Total growled and lowered his ears.
"Bite me," I growled back, and as one, we all charged at them. At the same time, they did, too.
This is going to be a hell of a ride. So you better be ready.
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