Chapter 3: I'll Take My Chances.
Disclaimers- I don't own Maximum Ride or Take My Chances.
Small tip: Naomi is going to sing a lot in this fanfic. That's what's making the chapters so long! I am going to run out of songs soon.
Peace out! Tfq.
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Two years later—
I sat in my cage waiting for someone to come and take me away. Like Max and the rest of them. Including Jeb. But not Khatherine-kay. She stayed here in this hospital-smelling prison. I cried myself to sleep at night thinking about what They did to me—they gave me flippin wings! And the stupid bastard whitecoats stuck me flippin BLUE FIRE! and they expected me to act like it had never happened! How could anyone forget being consumed by blue fire?! it's BLUE and it's FIRE!! then, to add on the pain, some whitecoat came in there and put the fire in a needle and then shot me with it. Think of a burning pain inside of you when something hurts or something else, and then think of fire really inside of you. Then, being thrown in a dog crate and not being fed. And if they do feed you, it's like, a piece of bread. Not even a whole slice. Let me tell you, this place is worse than burning heck.
On the plus side—wait, there is no plus side. Jeb, the only nice whitecoat, left us, and he probably took Max, Fang, Iggy, Nudge, the Gasman, and the smallest one Angel, and he left me and Khatherine-kay. What is that? Take six avian bird-kids and leave the other two? It that some kind of sick joke!! Leaving us two here in the School? They are probably warm and cozy in their beds, while Kay and I are trying to sleep in a flippin cold cage with a burning pain in my arm. Oh the flippin joy.
"Naomi?" I heard Kay ask.
"Yeah?" I replied.
"Know any other songs to sing?" I laughed… if it was still possible. Max always seemed to keep her spirits up somehow. I wish I could be more like her sometimes. And she isn't here in this place worse than burning heck.
"I've
bowed out from this and can say I'm sick
Now it's time for me
to stand up and make you hear me
This world you rob innocence you
never gave us a chance
We were born believing you had all the
answers for me
Look out you will find out
That here I am so
far from them so
I take my chances
I don't live for
you
And I'll say what I have to
Who Cares (who cares) Who
Cares (who cares) Who Cares
Fears are what I lose
If we
don't speak who will
If we don't fight we're still
Stuck
without a voice and we are tired of being silenced
Look out
you will find out
That here I am so far from them so
I take
my chances
I don't live for you
And I'll say what I have to
Who Cares (who cares) Who Cares (who cares) Who Cares
Fears
are what I lose
We are set apart
We've been chosen
now
We are children of God
So what's holds us back
What's
holding us back. Yeah.
I take my chances
I don't live for
you
And I'll say what I have to
Who Cares (who cares) Who
Cares (who cares) Who Cares
What I lose." I sang. I noticed a
camera while I was singing and saw the little red light beeping on
it. It was near my crate so I yelled into it, "I'll take my
chances and I don't live for you. So I'll say, what I have
to so who cares? Who cares? Who cares what I lose?" it jerked
backward and turned away from my dog crate.
"OW OW OW OW OW OOOWWWW!" I screamed. My arm hurt more than ever, as did my wings and the rest of my body. But hey, the feeling was something and warm. I looked at myself—my arms, partially my wings, my legs and my torso—and saw that blue fire.
"WHAT THE FLIPPIN HECK??" Kay and I yelled together when we realized what was happening. "This is blue fire Kay! It's blue! I did not know this could happen. Not ever, ever, evers in my entire life. Ever. The camera turned back to my cage and I heard metallic voices behind me whisper, "Success Director. Pure success." I whipped my head around to see those stupid Erasers and some blond lady laughing at me. The lady strode over to me.
"I'll take my chances and I don't live for you? Who cares what I do?" she hissed. I nipped at her, attempting to bite her.
But that's what they are; attempts. Not successes.
An Eraser lunged at me and I hit the back bars of my crate while he was blocked by a chuckling Director.
"Calm down child, she whispered. Child? I thought. That's a full grown Eraser I bet. Whoa… They are pretty big now.
"Yes Director," the Eraser replied with its head hung down. WOW! It is actually obeying.
Stupid Eraser, my head whipped around and scanned the room. There was nobody speaking. Stupid, useless experiments. Nobody does anything right in here do they? They gave to girl wings. Wings! I told them not wings, but fins!! Stupid scientists. Stupid experiments. Stupid School!! My head started to hurt after that that exclamation.
"Ooooowwwww…" I moaned, holding my head.
"Ha-ha. Little number Five head hurts." Mocked an Eraser. He started rattling my cage. "Does that make it feel better? Huh? DOES IT??" he yelled and shook it even harder. My head hurt even more and my sight was spinning around and around. The Eraser stopped shaking the dog crate and brought out this long iron bar. He began to pound it on the bars of the crate and yelled, "DO YOU FEEL BETTER NUMBER FIVE? DO YOU?" over and over again. A voice was heard over the yelling of the Eraser.
"Leave her alone you bastard!" Kay screamed at him. It seemed as if everyone had stopped breathing (Or thinking) for a while then. The Eraser that was beating my cage—the bars are slightly bent now—looked over to the Director and she nodded. He strode over and opened her crate door.
"Take her away," the Director ordered to the Eraser. He smiled evilly and grabbed Kay. She struggled but the Eraser's grip was firm. He brought her to the Director's feet and threw her down.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk," the Director said shaking her head. "You could have been a great prize to the Chinese. To bad we have to let you expire you now." Khatherine-kay glanced at me in horror—my sight was less dizzy now—and she was taken away –struggling—by a pack of Erasers.
"Nnnnnoooooo!" I screamed as I watched the struggling Kay being dragged away. I started pushing against the bars of the horrible crate to reach my only friend. The Director tsked at me too.
"Oh we--" then came a crash, a scream, and the door burst open.
It was Kay.
A smile grew on my face as she shrugged happily. "I'll take my chances," she said.
Kay opened my cage door and grabbed my wrist. Together, we ran through the door and outside to the field. A canyon was ahead of us as Erasers were behind us. We ran faster than the stupid mistakes chasing us and soon got to the edge of the canyon. Kay let go of my wrist and looked at me.
"Naomi," she said, shaking her back. Two long, purple wings shot out instantly and Kay shook them. "Take out your wings, and jump," I shook my head, protesting fully.
"Don't know how to use them," I said. She grabbed my shoulders and shook them.
"NAOMI!" she screamed. "Those bloody Erasers are running after us with those bloody guns about to shoot us with the bloody lasers from burning heck. JUMP!" I didn't want o die so, I jumped along with Kay. Too bad though; the bloody Erasers were nipping at our heals at take-off. Stupid Erasers.
Luckily, we made it off as soon as they were at the edge. Lucky us.
Then the Director came over and yelled at us shaking her fist. "Stupid experiments!" she yelled at us.
I looked down at the river below us—the one that we were headed straight for.
"NAOMI!" I heard Kay yell above the rushing of the wind. I was still holding her wrist tightly. "Unfurl you wings! NOW!" I looked at her in horror and nodded, getting nauseas. So, I unfurl my wings quickly. Too quickly.
Note to self no 1. No unfurling of wings when jumping off canyons.
Note to self no 2. Listen to Kay.
I felt a sudden surge of power as my own wings came out and caught the wind between their feathers. I smiled at Kay and let go of her wings. Then, came the nausea. I had forgotten to flap the wings on my back.
I fell faster downward and tried to flap my wings. They were as stiff as me. Soon a whooshing sound was heard under me and –inches from the ground—Kay got me on her back.
"You really need to learn to fly," she said. I couldn't help but to grin slightly.
"Told ya I didn't know how." I replied.
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End chapie 3. JOYNESS!!
I have been led to believe that I think I am out of ideas for my other fanfic From Avalon to Earth And Narnia and this one also. Any ideas form anyone are encouraged strongly here.
Please… HELP ME!!
Tfq out.
