Nudge the Quileute3
Going to New York, and Max getting a Voice in her head
Nudge's POV
I was really excited when I learned that we would be going to the Institute to find out more information on our pasts and our families. Maybe, I would find some extremely convincing information to prove to Sam that I didn't die eleven years ago. Maybe, there would even be a map on how to get to La Push in the files that the whitecoats made on me. Maybe, there may information on how the whitecoats really got me from my parents, and who my family really is, because Sam could have been lying about that Jacob Black kid being my cousin, but I hope for his sake, that he wasn't lying, because if he was, I would take him down, hard, and teach him a lesson — you can't tell Monique Amanda Black lies and get away with it, because I will come and hunt you down and hurt you, because I am stronger than a regular grown-up man, plus I have the extra strength of the wolf in me, thus meaning I could take down one of the normal members of the Pack with ease, especially Sam. Ed, Max and Fang, all noticed that I have been working really hard during some of our training sparring matches, but only Ed and Angel know why — I want to teach Sam the aforementioned lesson by beating him up, without using my wolf form, because why use it, when I don't need to use it, because I am far more powerful and stronger than the rest of the Pack, excluding Embry or Ed, as my family, the flock—a group of birdkids, including me, call him. There are seven of us in the flock, — Edwin or Ed, Embry, Maximum Ride, Max, Fang, Iggy, my soulmate, which I so did not see coming, me, Nudge, the Gasman, Gasser or Gazzy, and Angel. Wait a half-a-bird-kid-minute, little flock joke, Sam doesn't know about the School. That's how Ed and I will prove that I didn't die eleven years ago, by using our memories and nightmares of our time at the School against Sam. Later that night, before reaching New York, Ed and I went off by ourselves, and I thought, "Ed, I think I know a way we can prove to Sam that I didn't die eleven years ago." "What do you mean?" "We use some of our memories of the School against him, and then he'll have to believe that I didn't die eleven years ago." "Are you crazy? He'll have nightmares for weeks." "Oh, yeah, I didn't think of that. But it would teach him a lesson, right?" "Right, but Monique..." "Don't you but Monique, me, Embry Call." "I really hope you know what you're getting us into." "I do, Ed, plus it might even get Sam to help us against the School, and you'll have to trust me on this. now send me all of your memories of the School and all of your nightmares from the time we spent at the School." "Why can't I help you tell Sam?" "Sam can't hear your thoughts, but he can hear mine, remember?" "Oh, yeah, you're right. Good luck." "Go back to the flock. I'll go solo and finish this mission." "Hello, Sam." "Okay, Monique, what do you know that I don't know?" "Do you hate nightmares? I really hope not, because you'll be having some nightmares for the next few weeks." "What do you mean?" "Listen to some of this combination of Embry's memories and nightmares and my memories and nightmares and you'll find out." "Okay, but I have a really bad feeling about this.""No, please stop it. You're hurting me. Subjects 14 and 12, for the last time, you have no emotions. We do, too, have emotions. Jeb make them leave me alone. I want my mommy. Dad, help me. Shut up, Subject 14. A whitecoat slaps Nudge across the face and a bruise forms. Someone get a restraint to hold down Subject 12. Ow, that hurt. I wanna get out of here. Jeb, aren't you going to get us out of here, soon? Jeb, my head hurts. I don't feel good. Oh, well at least, I didn't throw up on Jeb. Guys, Subject 12 has thrown up eighteen times in one week and Subject 14 hasn't stopped throwing up since it finished that maze yesterday. I am not an it, you big meanies and stupid Erasers. No, no, no. Don't wanna go into the yard. Too scary. Too many whitecoats. Yeah, that's really all you need to know. Sam, are you still alive?" "Yes. That was way too sick for any one person to live through. When your uncle finds out, that place will end forever." "Wait just a few more weeks, Sam for me and Embry to come to La Push with some information. And I do agree with you. The School needs to be stopped. There's this Institute place in New York and it just might have the information necessary to stop theSchool." "Okay, I trust that you know what you're doing Monique." "As soon as Embry and I get the information, we will come to La Push and we will spread the news around the reservation. Of course, we'll need your help, too, Sam. Embry and I will bring T.V. commercials, newspaper ads, blogs, wanted ads, and posters, and other stuff like that and we're gonna put 'em up around La Push and Forks and... " "Do you ever shut up, Monique?" "No, Embry complains about that sometimes. Now if you'd let me finish, I was going to say and shut down the School." "Good luck, Monique, if you didn't really die eleven years ago, but be careful. It could be dangerous, especially with the...." "I know, I know, the bloodsuckers walking around." "Wait you've never been to La Push, right, so how do you know our legends?" "Right, but someone bought a book of Quileute Legends for me, for my ninth birthday." After that conversation with Sam, Embry and I phased back to human and rejoined the rest of the flock. Immediately after breakfast, which was popcorn, we left for New York. Max crumpled suddenly, crashing into the ground, and her brain started acting funny. That night we reached New York and there was something going on, right below us. Iggy asked Max and Ed, the group leaders "Is that music?" Then when we learned that it was music, I said, Oh, so cool! Can we go? Please, Max, please? A real concert!" I was even bouncing up and down with excitement while flying, which is nearly impossible, unless you're me. Then when I learned that the artists were the Taylor Twins, I was thrilled beyond thrilled. They're my favorite singers ever. We slept in some of the trees in Central Park and I was thrilled about all the noise, but it bothered Iggy, because he couldn't tell echoes from where people and cars and things were. The entire time we were in New York City, though, I couldn't stop myself from worrying about Iggy, because I couldn't stand it if he got hurt, because he's my soulmate. I have to protect him and the others, from the blood drinkers, but he's my first priority. Of course, Embry helps me, but I'm the Alpha in my pack. I'll never admit this to him or anyone else, but I'm scared out of my wits. I'm just an eleven–year-old half-Quileute kid and not even a normal one and I'm the Alpha of a wolf pack of protectors. Well, technically, it's just me and Embry, but that's so I have someone to help me and I don't have to leave the flock and so Embry can feel normal and fit with in the group, because he's like me—half-Quileute, but not normal, not half-human. I am 50% Quileute, 48% African American, and 2% bird. Embry's 50% Quileute, 48% Makah, and 2% bird. We don't really have any secrets in our family, because Angel can read our minds and Embry and I can read each other's minds, when we're in our wolf forms. When we've phased to wolf, Angel usually translates our conversations for the rest of the flock. When I laid down for the night, Angel poked me and said, "Sam knows everything, doesn't he?" I nodded weakly and said, "That was the one thing in my plan that I hadn't expected. He and the rest of his pack are going to help us fight the School and the whitecoats." Angel nodded and then said, "You're telling Max and everyone else, tomorrow morning. Don't worry, I'll remind you." The next day, after we were all awake and ready to start the new day, I said, "Guys, there's something you need to know. Do you all remember that guy, Sam, who was giving me a hard time about being Monique Amanda Black? Well, he's helping us now, him and his pack, the pack that Embry came from. They're going to alert the tribal elders in La Push, who are going to tell the authorities in Forks, I think, about the School and the whitecoats and they'll help us shut THEM down." Max rolled her eyes at me and then said, "Wow, Nudge, you really know to get us allies, but do they know about all of us?" I shook my head and then said, "Not yet; they'll learn about everyone else after we," gesturing to the entire flock as a single unit, "go to La Push." After we woke up and I had told everyone my news, we walked around the park and we got some roasted peanuts. They tasted great. Then some Erasers saw us and followed us, but we merged into a group of school kids going to the Central Park Zoo and I finally got to see what a zoo was like. It was pretty cool, minus the fact that all the animals were locked up, like I was, back at the School. I noticed that this bugged Max, which is probably why she wanted to leave so suddenly, other than the fact that she didn't want to upchuck in front of all the impressionable kids who were at the zoo, and was part of the group we'd merged into. We flew away and then went to a library, the New York Public Library of Humanities and Sciences and Max tried to find the Institute online. She didn't find anything, but she did find a funny institute: The Institute for Realizing Your Pet's Potential. We went into a subway station to catch a subway back to Central Park, but then we slept in the tunnel with a bunch of other homeless people. Then Max and Fang were visited by some weird hacker guy and Max got a Voice in her head. We went and bought some honey-roasted peanuts and then we went AFO Schmidt, the world's greatest toy store and someone bought a stuffed angel bear for Angel. She named it Celeste, which I think is kinda cute. I, of course, already had my angel, Iggy.