HAHA!! I'm ba-ack!! Sorry it took so long…I've been reading random fics…and MR4…fantastalistic…Max and Fang made me mad, though…mostly Max…it's had to got mad at someone as hott as him…So…things with the boyfriend didn't turn out so great. He broke up with me…my 'r' key on my keyboard is lost…and to FAXFOREVER, I think it's spelled 'disclaimer, and I appreciate that you actually find them humorous…I find myself cracking up over them…which reminds me…
Disclaimer: I keep asking JP for Fang with no avail…-sob, sob-
Not So Random Random Quote: O.M.G. I'm a piece of toast.
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Micheal Jones stepped aside for us to come in. We reluctantly followed Iggy in. "I'm sorry it's not as clean as it normally is. I haven't been home in a few days."
"It's okay. We've been dumpster diving before," Angel said, smiling sweetly.
"Um," Iggy seemed to search for the right words. "I'm blind. And," I took a deep breath. "I have wings."
"Oh." Mr. Jones stared at Iggy. "That's okay. I can deal with that. You're my son, and I'm supposed to love you no matter what."
"You…aren't going to get a whole bunch of magazines and newspapers bidding on who gets my story, are you?"
"Not if you don't want me to. If you want me to, I will."
"No, please no…I should kind of introduce everybody. Um…" Iggy turned to me. "This is Max. And her boyfriend, Fang. He's also one of my best friends. And there's Gazzy," Iggy pointed to him. "and Nudge. Be careful, she my just talk to you until your ears bleed."
"Thanks for the warning."
"And there's Angel and Total. Total is the dog."
"Gee, thanks, Iggy," Total growled. Iggy smirked.
"What I really want to know is what happened. Could you please tell me that?"
"Sure. Max, can you tell him?"
"Yeah, no problem, Igs." I stepped away from Fang long enough for him to sit down then I sat on his lap. "We…we were made on purpose, by the sickest, most horrible 'scientists' you could possibly imagine. They created us as an experiment. An experiment where we ended up only 98 human. That other 2 has had a HUGE impact, let me tell you.
"We grew up in a science lab/prison called The School. In cages. Like lab rats. It's…pretty amazing we can thing or speak at all. But we can. And so much more.
"There was one other school experiment that made it past infancy. Part human…part wolf…all predator. They're called Erasers. They're tough, smart, and hard to control. They look human, but when they want to are capable of morphing into wolf-men, complete with fur, fangs, and claws. The School uses them as guards, police, and executioners. To them, we're six moving targets. Prey smart enough to be a fun challenge. Basically, they want to rip our throats out. And make sure the world never finds out about us.
"Recently, the Erasers were replaced by Flyboys, which are basically robot Erasers. They're even worse…" When I finished, I looked around at the flock. Angel was crying, and Gazzy and Nudge looked close. Fang was gently stroking my hair, and Iggy was just staring blindly (get it? blind-oh, never mind.).
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There you have it. Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to go write another chappie for 'These Kids Don't Need Wings to Fly'