Aj: Okay, so apparently I was ordered to update this story so here it is.
Anika: You actually listened? You never listen to direct orders!
Aj: Well, my school is trying to turn me into a mindless obedient zombie. Maybe it's working.
We were designed to be stronger, faster, and smarter than any human. It's funny how we were made to be great and we want to scream I a hospital. We're just crazy like that I guess. Dylan had just been wheeled off hurriedly on a gurney and my face remained expressionless. So what do we do while not knowing if Dylan was going to die a tragic death, become paralyzed, or be perfectly fine? We head over to the vending machine and stuff our faces. Don't judge us.
We had been doing this for about two hours when a doctor finally came and found it appalling that we were eating so much. Well what were we supposed to do? Be so worried about poor Dylan that we couldn't even look at the food. Sorry, that's just not us and he wasn't even our family. He was like a long lost step-cousin. He can just heal himself with some of his magic spit. If he was conscious I guess. So Dr. Family Values told us that he was up on the sixth floor and that we could see him if we wanted to, but he was still unconscious. Well, that's just dandy isn't it.
We piled into the room in a few minutes and saw that there were still some specks of blood on his pretty boy face. Well, it's not like I asked him to take the knife for me. Every second he's making freaking cow eyes at me though so I guess I expected it. The kids and Iggy all got bored of just staring at the dude though so they went into the cafeteria and made me stay to look after him. How selfish. I decided to pass the time by looking out the window at the space I could be flying in to make me forget about the smell when my raptor vision saw two goons on top of the other building that didn't look too friendly. There was some kind of logo on their suits, but I couldn't make it out. It also seemed like they were looking directly at Dylan's window. It might just be my paranoia, but what if it wasn't?
I unlocked Dylan's bed with my foot and wheeled him out of the room. I was going down the hallway when there was a humongous boom and a flash of heat that I was sure came from his room, but I didn't even pause.
"You are so lucky that it was announced my personal job of saving your ass." I muttered. I didn't expect him to answer though.
"Call it what you want Maxie, but you can't stop mentioning my ass." He mumbled egotistically. He opened his left eye just in time to see my fist slamming down on it.
"You just can't wait to get a piece of me can you?" He smirked.
"You're just lucky that I didn't decide to just leave your ass in there."
"Again with the ass." One more hit to his other eye.
"Can you just get with the magic spit so we can get the hell out of here?" I asked annoyed. He nodded and began working while I wheeled him to the front desk.
"Is there a problem?" She asked sweetly.
"My brother's room exploded. Can we have a new one please?" I asked in the voice I used to convince adults that I'm totally innocent. She didn't get to answer before Iggy and Gazzy ran up to me and they looked like kids on Christmas Morning.
"Max!" Gazzy yelled. "We just got new powers!" Iggy exclaimed while the nurse wheeled Dylan to a new room on the third floor.
"What are they?" I asked praying that they wouldn't end up like Angel.
"I can control and make fire." Gazzy informed with a mischievous grin.
"I can control and make winds." Iggy told me as if he just won a million bucks. I smiled hoping that they wouldn't be the ones to cause the apocalypse. They probably could too if they weren't so lazy.
"That's great guys. Just don't use them to cause the end of the world or no TV for a week. They smirked and that's when I wondered where they figured these new powers out. I was going to go and find them, but a hand stopped me. Oh good, someone to punch. I spun around prepared to do a roundhouse kick when I saw Jeb. I scowled, but decided not to publicly assault the man, yet.
"Hello Max. Can I talk to you for a minute?"
"You mean waste a minute of my precious time that I will never get back ever again? Sure, why not?" I answered sarcastically.
"It would be outside." He bribed. I gave in to be away from the smell from hell and followed him outside.
"How'd you find me?" I asked.
"I believe you used my medical insurance for Dylan. My insurance company notified me." He answered. Darn those agents!
"I wanted to talk to you about saving the world." He told me nonchalantly as if we were just discussing the weather.
"What about it?"
"Your time is going to come soon. You need to be ready and prepare the flock for the worst."
"Why now?" I asked.
"You do not know exactly how soon you are going to die and if that happens your flock need to be prepared for a new enemy approaching so they can defeat them by yourself." He explained. While saying this I knew that he hadn't meant to let me know, but I still caught what he was saying. I wouldn't be alive much longer.
"About Angel, she's not too far gone. You can still get her back." He told us.
"How?" I asked.
"That is for you to figure out on your own Maximum." Jeez, just like the voice. This guy annoys the crap out of me! He nodded to me and started walking to his ca, but I stopped him.
"Jeb!" I called out. He turned to face me.
"How much time do I have left?" He turned away, but I saw a stray tear leak down his face. Way to raise my hopes Jeb, I thought bitterly. I walked back inside to be swarmed by the flock. I decided not to mention the part about me going to die soon.
"What did he ask you?" Gazzy asked practically jumping up and down with anticipation.
"There's a new enemy coming. We need to beat them to save the world." I told them. Smiles lit their faces when I said, we. I knew that they were happy to have something to do and ever since he and Angel left we needed something to get our minds off of it. Nudge started rambling and I tuned her out thinking about how I should prepare them. Iggy would be leader and Nudge would be second in command. I needed to do something before I died though. Something for them to remember me well by. I needed to get Iggy his sight back.
We decided to stay at the hospital with Dylan like we did when Ari mauled him. Thinking back, Fang was always the one who got hurt. Were the white coats planning on killing Fang ever since Angel got kidnapped? Or did it just start recently? I decided to go the bathroom and splash some water on my face to clear my head. I quickly flicked my hair back, but spotted something unusual. I lifted my hair up and turned sideways. There, on my neck, was a black tattoo of numbers. My expiration date had come.
Anika: You are evil!
Aj: I know! It feels SO good! Anyways, remember to review. I want 5 reviews for the next chapter. The next chapter will be Fang's P.O.V. So, if you have any friends on FF tell them to read this and review. See ya' next time! –Aj.