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Chapter 10: You're not Max
Max POV
I let out a soft moan as memories of yesterday flooded back into my head; my birthday, singing at the café, the horrible date, the puppy, and lastly the pain. I gently ran my finger through my head along my scalp checking for bumps or bruises. I must have hit my head or something for that kind of excruciating pain.
I rolled over buried myself deeper into the dark navy blue comforters, a familiar smell filtered through my nose. I never wanted to get up.
"Oh," I gasped springing out of the bed. Familiar smell…nothing was familiar to me. Not after the accident. I scanned the bedroom that I was currently sleeping in. Oh no, did I get kidnapped? Nothing was familiar to me, yet I felt like I'd been here many times before. I stretched my legs down the side of the bed and sat up straight. My hands traveled to my hair. I frowned wondering why on earth it was so fluffy.
I tried to stand up, but I tripped over something big and bulky on the ground. I fell face first on rough hardwood floor. I whimpered and rubbed my smashed up nose. I looked for the source of my fall, and gasped. It was that beautiful scary boy from the alley . . . the one whose kiss felt familiar.
He groaned when I tripped and rolled over to the side, but he didn't wake up. I sighed in relief. I stared at his sleeping face . . . he looked so peaceful, and harmless. No I can't let myself think that, he nearly beat a poor man to death. I need to get out of here now. I crawled away from him, stood up, smoothed down my skirt and slowly crept out of his room.
I was definitely in an unfamiliar house. I need to leave fast and get back to Bridget; she must be so worried about me. I scampered through the house as quietly as I could. Somewhere in the back of my mind was I really thankful that my clothes were all in place, so maybe he didn't do anything to me. I tiptoed down the stairs, I began to hear voices.
"Total! Don't drink that!" I heard a scream. "Gimme back my coffee! Total!"
"Nudge, don't do it!"
"Ahh! She really did it! She chucked Total out the widow!"
"Calm down Gazzer, he can fly remember, 'sides shouldn't you be getting the explosives ready?"
"Hell yeah! I have enough to blow up the White House even!"
"Hey I think we should surprise Max," A softer voice started. I winced at the sound of my name. I was already covering my mouth with my hand trying not to scream after hearing their conversation. "We'll turn off all the lights and cover her eyes and lead her into this room!"
"Yeah, and then we should fire the explosives and Iggy should bring 'that' in"
"'That' already?"
"Then Gazzy should do his interrogation skit,"
"Should I be good cop or bad cop?"
"Both," A ton of laughter followed that statement. I took a few deep breaths and willed my heart to calm down. I peeked around the corner of the wall, the monsters were all standing in the kitchen with their backs to me. If I could just get across the living room and to the front door, I could escape this place.
I wrapped my arms around my chest trying to calm my heart and slowly inched forward. Now that I was out in the open there was no turning back. I made my footsteps as light as possible and ducked as I walked past the sofa and coffee table. Almost there . . . just a few more steps and I would be out of here!
But Lady Luck was not on my side, my foot caught on the leg of the coffee table sending me flying forward. I let out a loud oomph and threw my arms out to catch my fall. I landed with a heavy thump.
"Who's there?" I hear a scream. Three blonde headed children and one mocha colored girl all rushed into the living room. No! I was almost there! I can't give up yet. I forcefully pushed myself to my feet and made a ran towards the front door.
"Max! Wait!" I hear a scream. But I don't wait. I want to leave! I want to go home to where Bridget and Ian were. I wanted to go back to Sam and J.J., I wanted anything but to be here right now. I yanked the door open and ran out blindly.
The hot burning sun temporarily blinded my vision. I could hear the hard beating of my feet running on wood. Red mountains came into my view. I screamed and skid to a stop. Sweat rolled down my temples as I looked in front of me. One more step, and I would have fallen down a deep valley trench.
"I . . . I'm trapped," I sobbed. There was no way out, these monster were going to kill me. I spun around as soon as I heard the heavy foot falls behind me. My body began to tremble all over.
"Wait Max! Please, don't cry," The shorter blonde boy exclaimed. My sobs increased and soon I was sputtering nonsense.
"Max, don't be afraid of us! See it's just me, Nudge! And that's Angel and Gazzy; their siblings. See the tall blonde kid, that's Iggy, you're best friend." The mocha colored girl says trying to sooth my crying. But it only made my cry harder.
"Why . . . why are you saying those things?" I sob "You kidnapped me didn't you? Then why would you start saying things like we're family? FAMLIES DON'T DO THAT!" I scream hysterically. "You're . . . you're monsters!" I shout. The look of surprise colored their faces. I looked behind me. There were only valleys; there was no other way out. It didn't take me long to decide whether I wanted to live with these monsters or live at all. Please forgive me Bridget, I thought.
I shut my eyes tight and ran forward as fast as I could. Soon my feet were no longer touching ground, and I was freefalling.
"MAX!" I hear them shout. I manage to crack one eye open. The sky was so . . . blue. The last thing I saw before losing conscious were black wings. Blacker than the night sky.
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Fang Pov
"Fang, I think she's waking up now!" Angel exclaimed, her face brightening up instantly. I hid smirk. It was amusing how the thought of just talking to Max brought a smile to those kids' faces. But the smirk quickly faded away as he recalled the situation in which he found Max.
He woke up to the sound of her screaming the word monster. It immediately set off warning bells in his head. Instead of rushing downstairs, he jumped out the window to see if the attackers were outside. Imagine his surprise when he saw Max free falling off the side of a cliff, he waited a moment to see if she would span her wings, but she never did. Without thinking, he divided forward to catch her. She was already unconscious when he got to her.
When he brought her back to the room, the flock informed him of her attempt of suicide. It didn't sit right with Fang. The Max he knew would never do that kind of thing. He called the party off and told them they'd have to approach Max in a more subtle way so that she didn't hyperventilate. After all, as of now, they were her kidnappers.
A soft moan interrupted Fang's thoughts. He uncrossed his legs, and pushed off the wall he was leaning on, and stood protectively behind Angel and Nudge. His face slightly softened when he saw the two. Angel and Nudge were both holding on to Max's hands.
"Remember to smile, so you don't startle her," Iggy told them. He too was standing beside Fang. His face had a small smile as well. But that wouldn't fool Fang. He could see how startled Iggy was. His deep blue eyes (they changed color after the surgery) were starting to pale.
Max's eyes fluttered open. Her hand pulled out of Angel and Nudges grasp and reached for the skies, as if she was trying to grasp something. She clenched and unclenched her fists. "I'm . . . still alive?" She mumbled sleepily.
"MAX!" Angel and Nudge exclaimed, tackling her into a hug. Even the Gasman sprung forward and leapt up on my bed. "You're okay," they exclaim, hugging her happily. Max blinked, she still looked half asleep. Angel and Nudge started chattering away, I only managed to catch brief words like shopping, movies, museum, new teddy bear, and Total. Gazzy too added in his two cents: talking about his new explosives. Iggy was grinning widely. But for some reason, I had the strangest feeling of forebrooding.
"No . . . NO!" Max screamed, crawling backwards as fast as she could. She tugged the blanket with her, as if she was trying to hide. I quickly grabbed Angel and Nudge's shoulders and yanked them away from her. She was panicking. "Don't touch me! I just want to go home. Please . . . don't hurt me!" She sobbed, tears freely falling down her face.
"Max we're not going to hurt you!" Iggy tried to soothe her. Angel and Nudge started shaking under my arms. They probably never saw Max so startled before. I don't blame them. This isn't the Max that I know. Max would never waste her tears like that. She would never cower away from anything. Who is she?
"Don't- you can't fool me! I saw you with my own eyes. You nearly killed that man!" Max sobbed once more. "You're monsters!" She whispered.
This time I couldn't hold back; I snarled loudly and pushed Angel and Nudge out of my way. "No-" Max tried to mumble. I grabbed her chin and yanked her face forward. I poured every bit of my hatred toward this fake Max into my glare. She began quivering.
"Fang don't. You're scaring her man!" Iggy exclaimed trying to pry me away from her. I pushed him aside as well and made sure Max only looked at me and no one else.
"If we are monsters, than so are you," I snarled at her. Max's entire body began shaking. Sweat rolled down her temples and into her golden hair. Her wide chocolaty colored shrunken in size. "Because you . . . are one of us," I rashly turn her chin to face Angel and Nudge. The two girls were nearly in tears. I forced her chin the other direction to see Gazzy sniffling and clutching Total tightly. Max's eyes widened in realization. I released her chin, and pushed her back.
"All of you, get out of here now," I command in my absolute no nonsense voice. Reluctantly they leave one by one, till it was just Iggy, Max, and I left in the room. She stopped crying and shaking, I glare at her one last time. "You are only a fraction of what my Maximum Ride is. I want nothing to do with you," I hiss angrily. I turned around and stalked away.
Iggy stood between me and the door. His eyes looked tormented. I glare at him. My orders were absolute, if he were to betray me at this moment, there would be consequences. I silently prayed that Iggy would listen to me. He glanced at Max one last time, who was no curled into a ball, and back at me. Iggy nodded. I followed him out.
"I got you're back . . . Fang,"
Sorry for the long break. I just got out of school a week ago, and I finally got through all my finals. THANK GOD.
So here are something's I want to establish:
Max's personality after she lost her memories is that she's really nice, shy, and kind of a coward if you haven't noticed.
Fang is a lot more mature now, and he's really like the protective older brother of the flock
Iggy and Fang, as you will see soon, have this unbreakable bond between them as brothers.
Fang CANT STAND this new Max.
How will Iggy feel about her?
P.S I promised that I wouldn't do another filler right?
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