Chapter 8
Fang laid on his bed watching TV and checking out his blog. Everything seemed perfect; the sun, hotel, pool, and the girls were hot for being normal.
"Breaking News," said the reporter on the TV. "A bomb explosion in Comfort Motel has occurred a little after the California state line. Nobody was hurt but the people staying in the motel are gone. The front desk clerk described them as the bird kids that are roaming the country."
That caught Fang's attention and his eyes were glued to the TV. The reporter went on talking about what they think occurred from what the people in the surrounding rooms thought. They said that there were flying robots that arrived on their patio and kept repeating "we are here to destroy Maximum Ride" and some people were making up things just to be on TV.
"Room service," a Chinese voice came from his front doorway.
"I didn't order anything, but if it's free then okay," he walked over to the door and opened it.
"Mr. Chu?" he looked puzzled.
He remembered that the last time they fought against him they revealed his true identity of being a scaly looking human that looked barely human and normal. As if life wasn't already twisted and disgusting…
"We are here to take you," he smirked.
"You're the only person here, and they say Asians are smart, pssh," Fang laughed.
A mob of Flyboys entered his room with Dylan trailing along behind them. "So Fang, we meet again. Where's your little girlfriend Max? Oh, right you left her to protect the flock. Good choice indeed, since you know that I am her better half." Dylan smiled then continued. "I hope you know that right now as we speak she is being shot to death by whitecoats back at the School. Just thought I'd tell you before you try to leave and save the rest of the flock."
Fang laughed in pure hysteria then looked back at Dylan's perfect face, "Dude, Max is alright. I got an email from her, Gazzy, and Iggy this morning like an hour ago. On the news they have been talking about how some sort of 'bird kids' escaped an explosion. Try to make up a better lie next time."
"Chu, you said that those type of mind trick lies work, not only in movies, but in real life," Dylan whispered.
"I'm sorry," he snarled.
"Well, what I know for sure is that you are not going to be alive anymore in a few minutes," Dylan laughed back at him.
"That's what you think," Fang whispered.
He then cartwheel kicked Dylan in the jaw and punch Mr. Chu in the gut. Then the Flyboys tried to whole Fang down, but when you lie to Fang he gets really pissed. He unfurled his wings grabbed his computer and flew out the door.
"Take that suckas," he whispered. Good thing Dylan sucked at flying or else Fang would have been toast for destroying his pretty face.
"Now time to help save the world, the flock, and Max," he yelled to the crowed down below that was sheering and yelling in excitement.