Me: Sorry people, but my last minute decision is to exclude the song. Sorry. (gets pummeled with tomatoes)
Hunter: She doesn't own Maximum Ride. Or the song that will be mentioned. The version that we speak of is done by Dope.
Me: OW! THAT WAS A CELL PHONE!
Shadow: But she owns us.
Me: OKAY! STOP ATTACKING! THE SONG WILL BE MENTIONED AND THERE WILL BE ONE IN THE NEXT CHAPTER, WHICH IS VERY IMPORTANT! (tomatoes stop attacking) Stupid evil tomatoes...
Tomato: (growls)
Chapter 8: You Spin Me Round
Max's POV
I waited impatiently for the song to start. What the hell was taking so long? Then...I recognized the rumbles of the floor. Lead guitar. I smirked. That's Shadow alright, amplifying them till it deafened everyone.
"Hello Maxine," a voice said. I jumped and whirled to see...
"Nicholas," I said, rolling my eyes. Not his real name but whatever, I don't really care what it was.
I, don't want to know your name
Okay maybe a bit. I glared at him. He was slowing me down.
"I know you love me but maybe we can reserve our date for a more appropriate time, just give me your number," Fang said. My glare intensified. That cocky son of a gun.
And I, do want your private number, baby
"Now Nicky-poo," I cooed, watching in satisfaction as he cringed. "This is a big girl's job, so let the adults have fun."
"And why can't I have fun with the adults," he said. I went into a fighter's stance. He was going to be a problem. He copied.
All I know is that to me
You look like you're lots of fun
Open up your loving arms
Hear what's up, what's up!
"You're a very interesting person Max," Fang said. I raised my eyebrow and he smirked. "You're just so..."
"Indescribable," I said.
"And unique," he complemented. Well, that covers the wings thing.
"No one else would be as fun as you," he muttered. Hm...getting a bit possessive there?
I set my sights on you(and no one else will do)
"I suggest you leave now Maxine," he said.
"Heh, that's funny coming from you, the person in my way," I said. His eyes narrowed.
And I,I,I,I, I've got to have my way now, baby
"Fine, have it your way," he said and lunged. Well, this should be entertaining. Especially when I snap his bones in half.
Don't underestimate your opponent Maximum, Jeb said.
All I know is that to me
You look like you're lots of fun
Open up your loving arms
Watch out, here I come
He threw a punch and I have to admit, he was pretty dang fast.
But not as fast as me.
You spin me right round baby, right round
I threw a punch to his stomach, which should've had him on the floor, howling in pain if he was a human.
He grunted and stepped back.
That's one mystery solved.
Like a record baby right round, round, round
He suddenly hit me on the back with a roundhouse kick. Ouch. I stumbled forward and looked at him. The confusion was evident on his face.
You spin me right round baby, right round
Like a record baby right round round round
"You're going down now," I hissed going back into my fighter's stance. I couldn't help but remember how a few minutes ago, he was backing me up against Sam. Funny how some things turn out.
I, don't want to be your friend now baby
"I highly doubt that," he said. He sent a roundhouse kick and I dodged and I threw a punch, which he dodged. Damn, this was going no where.
"Who are you really?" he asked.
"None of your beeswax," I snarled.
But I, I want to move in just a little bit closer
All I know is that to me
You look like you're lots of fun
Open up your loving arms
Watch out here I come
"Fine have it your way," he said, and threw another punch. I leaned back, and threw an uppercut. The air rushed out of him and I did a high kick. He ended up sprawled on his back. I grimaced at the feeling in my stomach. Guilt...
I shook my head, and the music was a reminder that I had to go. I ran through the door he was blocking and looked behind me. Fang.
Damn, why couldn't he just stay down.
You spin me right round baby, right round
Like a record baby right round round round
You spin me right round baby, right round
Like a record baby right round round round
Fang noticed me staring at him and shot me a lop-sided grin that made my heart flutter. I shook my head. I was not falling for him.
"You didn't expect me to miss all the fun, right?" he said.
All I know is that to me
You look like you're lots of fun
Open up your loving arms
Watch out, here I come
"You know, you can just sit this one out. I'm all over it," I said, turning right.
"Aw c'mon Maxie. I want a bit of action too," he said catching up to my pace. I glared at him and soon it became a race of who could reach the door first.
You spin me right round baby, right round
Like a record baby right round round round
You spin me right round baby, right round
Like a record baby right round round round
I could hear the guitar fading and rushed. All of the electricity that had been fueling the door was forwarded to the stage. If it wasn't sent there...
Then, the lead guitar ripped out it's own solo. I smirked. This is why Shadow is my right-hand woman. Or should I say left-hand because she's a lefty? Oh well.
"See you later," I said, and sped up. Yep, genetic engineering at work. As Jeb says: You were made for speed and agility. Shadow was made for power(as in strength power not political power) and endurance. You two are special marvels. Blah blah, blah.
It's amazing how you can manage to joke around at a time like this, Jeb put in.
Yeah I know. The scientists made me full of surprises, I thought back. I focused and turned left to see the opening. Electricity was flaring every few seconds. Ugh. Don't they have better things to do then to design death traps?
I braced myself and dove through the opening as the guitar solo came to a close. I rolled on the floor and picked myself up. I looked back to see if Fang was out there, glaring at the electricity guarding the door.
But no.
Instead, Fang was standing up next to me, dusting himself off. That jerk. I slipped into my fighter's stance. Fang held a hand up and I narrowed my eyes.
"Why can't we both," he said. "Get the information together, without fighting?" I blinked. He was suggesting that we get the info together? That's not a bad suggestion. I mean, as long as he doesn't try to kill me the way there. Or anyone else.
No Max. Don't do it, Jeb said. I rolled my eyes.
Why Jeb? Why shouldn't I?
Because you shouldn't trust the Fallen, he answered.
"Max?" Fang asked. The way he said that...
MAX! LISTEN TO ME FOR ONCE! Jeb screamed in my head. I winced. That really hurt.
"Max? Are you okay?" Fang asked again. I held up a finger. One moment Fang, just speaking to a demented Voice in my head...
Max, I'm warning you. Listen to me RIGHT now. If you don't you will suffer the consequences, he said.
No Jeb, you listen to ME, I thought. I'm doing this mission the way I want to. I'm here putting my ass on the line so I'm going to do it the way I see fit. Got that?
Fine Maximum. But remember...YOU ASKED FOR IT.
In the next moment my head exploded and I fell into pain and darkness.
Shadow's POV
The whole time that I was on that freaking stage, I was hop/dancing away from Hunter who kept hop/dancing near me. And now was worse. Now I couldn't hop/dance away now and bonus! I can actually hear what he's-
"SHADOW!" There he goes again.
"THAT'S NOT MY NAME! LEAVE ME ALONE!" I screamed back. I pushed threw the various people, who kept patting me on the back for my "excellent performance." Thus proving everyone was drunk.
"C'MON JUST SPEAK TO ME!" he called.
"NO!" I sounded like a child. Oh well. I ran out of the party room and into the ladies bathroom. I turned the cold water onto full blast and splashed it onto my face. It was the harsh smack back to reality I needed. I grabbed a paper towel and wiped my face. I looked back in the mirror.
I sneered at my reflection. Unlike Max, Nudge and Angel, who could hide the fact that they were a freak, I couldn't. I mean, I had silver eyes people, SILVER EYES! Can you pull that off with out looking like a freak? Without people staring at you when you pass by down the street?
Lucky for me, I don't give a shit about what people think.
I stepped out and peeked out to the hallway. Hunter was there looking around desperately. I couldn't help it. I walked behind him, as silent as always, and...
"BOO!" I said, putting my hands and his shoulder. He whirled around, throwing a punch. He was as fast as Max. But I have pretty quick reflexes too. I grabbed his punch and corkscrewed his arm. His eyes widened when he recognized it was me.
"Don't do that!" he scolded. I cackled evilly and released his arm.
"So," he said. I kept my expression impassive. "You're an experiment." It wasn't really a question so I wasn't going to give a straight answer. Instead...
"And you are one?" I asked. He looked at me, his golden eyes, scrutinizing.
"Yes."
"What type?" I asked. He opened his mouth to answer but his expression turned to one of torture. He cried out and and fell to the ground.
"Hunter!" I cried out and reached out and turned him over. His face was contorted with pain but he was unconscious.
Great. Just great.
Why does this shit always happen to me? Why?
Here I was in the middle of enemy headquarters with a boy who may have been something more in some past life of mine, and he's going all psycho on me. And here's a plus. Fang's running towards us with Max screaming in his arms.
Did I mention that I so hated tonight?
Oh, I did? Well, excuse me for my repetition. Let me say a variety.
Tonight sucks. How's that?
Fang and I looked at one another. His olive skin, his black hair...weird, he reminds me of someone.
"Trade and submit for tonight?" I asked. He nodded and I stood up. He helped me support Max and he easily supported Hunter.
"How are you going to get home?" Fang asked. I shrugged.
"Cab."
"Do you want to ride in my car?" he asked. I gave him a suspicious look and he held his hands up sending me and innocent look. At the same time, both Max and Hunter cried out. I blinked.
"As long as I drive," I answered. He thought about it and nodded. We both stumbled out and I followed him to his car. It was a plain black Ford Mustang. Ooo, me likey. Fang opened the door and hauled Hunter into the back. I handed him Max, and he put her gently in. Hmm...
I went to the drivers side, got in, waited for Fangy to get comfy, released the brakes and took off.
"Hey you," he looked at me. "Cover your eyes."
"Your wish is my command, oh great mistress," he muttered.
"Oh shut up," I said, glaring at him.
"Keep your eyes on the road," he said pulling his shirt over his face. I rolled my eyes and looked at the mirror to check on Max and Hunter. They sported identical masks of pain. And by identical I mean identical. I felt my eyes widen.
Same dirty blond hair, same skin tone, same amount of freckles...Good God.
They could pass as brother and sister, better yet twins.
"Do you always daydream while driving? It's not very good you know," Fang commented from beside me. I glared at him and snickered, unable to stay angry at him. He looked ridiculous. His black shirt covering him outlined his face and a tufts of black hair peaked out from the collar of his shirt since it was on his hair.
"What?" he asked, pulling down his shirt and eying me.
"Nu-uh. You can't break the deal," I said taking a hand of the wheel and wagging it in front of his face. He scowled and pulled the shirt over his head.
"Both hands on the wheel, eyes on the road," he said. I rolled my eyes and complied.
"Of course brother," I said. He tensed and turned to me with the shirt still covering him. I shot him a sideways look.
"Just a joke," I said. He nodded and stared (or did the best he could) at the road ahead.
I reached the house and stopped the car.
"We're here," I said. He put on his shirt properly and looked at our house.
"Cozy," he said. I shrugged.
"Shelter." I wouldn't call it home...
He nodded and I left the car, and went back around and Fang handed me Max.
"Thanks...for everything," I said. He nodded and went to the drivers side of the car.
"Wait," I said, a burning question on the tip of my tongue. He looked at me questioning. "Why?" He turned away and bit his lip.
"I...don't know," he said, opening the door and got in. I nodded as he drove away. I understood him. It was weird, to help each other, but it felt right.
I looked at the moaning mess beside me. Best get her inside. I walked back, no problem to the front door, pulled my set of keys out and opened the door. I stepped in and...
Someone's hand covered my mouth. Oh triple shit. Fuck's more like it.
I screamed but it was muffled by the hand. I felt a prick at my side and slowly I let go of Max and I, myself fell to the ground.
The last thing I heard was Angel's scream...
Me: Oh shiznets! What happened? What's with Fang? Does Hunter remember everything? And what about Shadow and Max? Find out in the next chapter. Oh and review while you're at it. The button doesn't bite:)