After me and Fang's "walk in" breakfast continued uneventfully. The only exciting thing being when Fang sat down across from me and I kicked him in the shins. Wiping that still smug look off his face. Seriously. That boys ego does NOT need to get any bigger. "Max?" "You coming?" Iggy's tall form stood in my doorway waving one arm impatiently. "Ya be there in a sec." Even though allot has changed since I found my mom and we settled down one thing hasn't. We Always go flying everyday. Always. I got off my bed, threw on a pair of tennis shoes and in one quick motion threw open my window and jumped out. My wings flew open swiftly, the familiar pattern of flying taking over. I love to fly. All of the kids do. And even though these wings have given me a hell of allot of trouble…I don't think I would ever give this feeling up. My eyes searched for my flock finding them at the front door; "Max! Hurry up!" I gave a short laugh. They all looked so ridiculous from way up here. Ridiculous and impatient, that is… "Quit whining Gaz, Lets go!" 5 heads shot up to the sky. And I gave them a grin. Angel giggled and took off in a quick sprint leaping into the air to join me. The others took suit and we were just going out of site from the house when Angel stopped beside me. "Oh!" I gave her a curious look, about to ask her what made her stop when she suddenly gave me a long, innocent look. I automatically became suspicious. When Angel gave me those looks, I usually ended up doing something I'd rather not. "What…?" I asked her carefully. "Well I forgot to get Total before I left…I think he was asleep. I can hear him now. He wants to come too." "Then tell his lazy butt to hurry up." I said exasperated. "He has his own wings he always bragging about. Tell him to use them" She bit her lip. "Well you know Max you dooo have that warp drive thing. It would be allot faster if you went back and got him?" her tone turned questioning at the end. I repeat. Me usually ending up doing something I'd rather not. I was about to tell her off for leaving him home in the first place when I took one look at her angelic little face. Bambi eyes. I grimaced. Still that face gets me… I sighed knowing she was right. I would be faster. Her face lit up as she literally read the results she wanted from my head. I looked at the rest of them Nudge doing little flips in the air Iggy and Gazzy close to her, Fang hovering nearby. "Fang!" his head snapped in my direction. And he nodded once. When I wasn't there. Fang was always in charge. I took a deep breath, And tried to remember how I do this. Except it's never really learned. It just happens….And with that said I took off faster than lightning.
Going at least 200, 220. I was back at the house in what felt like seconds. My hair windblown to the max…no pun intended. Oh wow. That was lame. "ya it was." Angel. I rolled my eyes. Always snooping. I landed in the yard and found Total waiting by the from door. "Well, lets go!" I snapped. Turning around so I can pick up Angels talking/flying./pain in the ass dog did not lift my spirits. Despite my mood Totals face lit up with excitement. And he flung his small form into my awaiting arms. Total always did love flying with me. I was the fastest. And He loves the speed of flying with someone as fast as me. As long as he doesn't get dropped… In Under a minute we were back with the flock "Get ready." I whispered in Totals ears. Then a heartbeat later I flung him in the air. He let himself drop for a split second. Then just as quickly as he began sink to the ground he came spiraling up. A look of pure bliss on his face. For a dog at least… We kept on flying. Getting further and further from the house. It was getting dark. And going too far probably wasn't a good idea at night. Just as I was about to round everyone up to head back Angel called out to me "Max!" I jerked around to face her. "We're about to have company." She said with a grim face. I met Fang's eyes And both confusion and shock were written on my face. He nodded. Jaw locked, Understanding where I was coming from. Back when we were still on the run, this would be no surprise at all. But we've settled down now. We haven't heard or seen any erasers or flyboys For two years. What do these ones want? And most importantly, Where in the world did they come from?
Ohkay, kids. chap 3 is up. Let me know what you think. OH and also. Flyboys? Or good old fashion erasers? Your choice.