Anika: Sorry for not updating yesterday. Aj wanted to torture VioletFangs.
Aj: I did no such thing!
Anika: Didn't you say, and I quote, "I have no homework tonight, but I want to torture VioletFangs. And I'm the dictator of cliffys so you have to listen to me."
Aj: Well you're not supposed to tell! Don't hurt me or you won't know how this story ends!
Ella. Ari. Sam. Lissa. Brigid. John Abate. J.J. The Mac guy. Tessa. The little girl from the institute that we freed. They all suffered. Bloody, gruesome, painful deaths. All because of us…because of me. I let them get involved with us and they paid the price. Now, as the final battle was taking place, I wanted to feel guilty. I felt guilty all right, but not for the right reasons. I felt guilty because I didn't feel guilty. Does that make sense or is it just me?
I kept hearing them from my nightmare. Taunting me, threatening me, scaring me, blaming me, and worse, making me feel even more alone. I know that I shouldn't feel that way, but it was how I truly felt. No matter how many people that I cared about were around me, I was always alone. Lately, I could only trust myself. Fang left us. Iggy was even more angsty then normal because of his sight. My mom trusted Jeb and barely spoke to me since Ella died. Gazzy depended really on Iggy and Angel, he was constantly annoying me to try and find a way to bring her back. Nudge was starting to fight me more and more every day about a normal life with school and stuff that makes me want to regurgitate.
Why am I thinking about this now though? Why did I suddenly feel this way as soon as I got here? I looked up and saw the answer. There was a machine on top of the RAVEN skyscraper and with my raptor vision I could see in black print were the words, Mood Modificator. Patented to RAVEN industries. They were trying to change the way I feel and mess with my head to slow me down. This was the final battle though and I wouldn't let them screw me up. I really did feel guilty about those people dying and I wasn't alone. I would have to keep reminding myself that so they wouldn't win. If you didn't know already or are just really dull, I'm a sore loser. Especially to a boy, so Grey was going down.
"Max!" I heard a familiar voice call. I spun around and saw Dylan running towards me. Great, just great. Note my impeccable sarcasm. I would need all of the help I could get though. Even if that meant having to team up with Dylan. I wished that anyone else was here to help me, but they weren't. Who knows what had happened to the others. Fang and Iggy could be at that RAVEN building where I first met Grey. They could be at the one where Fang met the kcolf as he keeps insisting. What a stupid name. That might just be my anger for Fang though. They could be in a totally unknown branch.
"Do you know anything about this building?" I asked acknowledging him. He nodded a little scared. This was from the boy who fainted like a moron when he found out what that serum would do to me though.
"It messes with your head. This abandoned town is more confusing then the labyrinth. It will try to separate us and confuse us and has Grey's goons all over the place." Dylan explained.
"Sounds simple. This is from the guy who had no security in the other branches." I muttered looking at how many stories it was and that I only had fifty-eight minutes by my watch. Not to mention how crazy this town looked. Perfect.
"Well I'm glad to see you're being optimistic as usual. Gazzy, Nudge, and Fang's flock…"
"Kcolf." I interrupted.
"Whatever," He continued. "They're on the fifteenth floor. You need to absorb my powers though so you're strong enough to beat Grey and Angel."
"And why do I need to do that?" I asked with my hands on my hips, giving him my trademark glare.
"You only get a sliver of the ultimate original power by absorbing them. Angel would be able to beat you unless you had more powers that she wouldn't know about." He explained. I bit my lip in thought. I had to get my baby back. Was Dylan trustable though? You know those crazy life or death situations that me being the leader have to make? Let me just tell you this firsthand, the suck.
"And I'm supposed to trust you because…" He grabbed me by my elbows and kissed me hard on the lips. My eyes popped wide open and in an instant my knee popped up and he went down groaning. I stomped on him, most likely cracking or breaking his ribs. He shrieked like a little girl.
"Oh don't be a baby. I'll never trust you and I'm not absorbing any powers!" I seethed. He smirked, blood staining his too perfect brilliant white teeth.
"You just did. Think of a kiss, as an energy flow. Anyone kisses you and a sliver of their powers breaks off. You're getting closer and closer to becoming breakable. With each new power you get, the more of yourself you lose. Why do you think Jeb programmed the others to get more powers then you? Grey injected you with a power enhancer that gave you that power so you could become his little mind puppet just like Angel. The second in command in his army, under Angel," He explained happily. "And best of all, he'll bring Regan back to life."
"Wait, so you were faking the whole in love with me thing so you could get her back?" I asked, partially hiding the hope in my voice that I wouldn't be stuck with that, well I'll just say jerk for younger readers out there.
"Not entirely. I like you both the same amount, but you're too abusive." He choked out, smirking. I kicked his head and he was out like a light bulb. I think he's still alive and I didn't snap his neck. Oh god, he was right. With every power I collected, the more of my soul I lose. Shit! I began to run as fast as I could, which was VERY fast, through this maze of a town to get to the building. Dylan said it was like the labyrinth. Well, I sure hope not. I saw that movie when I was eleven at the E-shaped house and let me tell you firsthand, the eighty's was a SCARY time. There was WAY too much freaking singing that I wanted to rip my ears off. And it was from a guy in tights! And a cape!
Well, so far there were no voices. That meant no singing. I breathed a sigh of relief. If there had been singing then I would probably just have given in and broken. I know, all of you out there are thinking, you were hacked and slashed, broken and bruised, mentally and physically tortured, given brain attacks at the highest level, given horrible nightmares, and that's just a recap of the past 6 days and you would break under a little singing? Well, like I told you, my soul was crumbling. Plus, a dud in tights singing would make everyone scream and go into the fetal position. While I passed a burnt down antique store, a voice came from behind me.
"Hi Max!" Angel greeted with a herd of about thirty erasers behind her. "Are you going to give in the easy way or the hard way?"
Aj: Me love me some cliffys!
Anika: Would you be Aj without cliffys?
Aj: Nope! Oh and I'm so happy! I just got subscribed too on my youtube account! Thank you Santa!
Anika: Apparently I wasn't good enough to share the youtube account with her.
Aj: You cried during the ORIGINAL 80's version of Nightmare on Elm Street. The one with the crappy clothes and hairstyles!
Anika: Tears of joy. Answers: Yes, most people hate the global warming thing. Most people think Fang will betray the flock. I'm not going to tell you if he will, but he will NOT leave the flock again. Just thought I'd clear that up because I'm not cliché.
Aj: Questions: Who is a better horror movie villain? Jason Voorhees or Freddy Krueger!
How many chapters do you want me to make this?
Do you think that the Protectors series was disappointing in the Maximum Ride series?
Who is scarier? Justin Bieber with Miley Cyrus singing a duet or Robert Patterson with his shirt off? Both is NOT an answer!
Do you want to kill me for having Dylan kiss Max? All ANIKA'S IDEA NOT MINE! SHE wrote that part! Bye! –Aj.