Me
Song: Bring Me To Life by Evanescense
(A/N: Eggy chapter coming soon, hold on tight.)
Max
Fang pushed some of my hair away from my face, just like he always does. He kissed me, and I felt the electric sparks arc down my spine. His wings were extended, their sleek feathers caressing my body. My wings were folded in, but itching to slip into the deliciously cool air. The scene around me was colorless, grayscale. I didn't care. I wouldn't ignore Fang's love or mine for him any longer. I wrapped my arms around his neck and deepened this one perfect kiss. I sensed his power, his hold on me, as his arms tightened around my waist. We broke apart, and the background behind us began dissolving into blue-silver mist. What's happening? It confused me. I turned my head to either side as, slowly, Fang began dissolving as well.
It was all gone in a moment.
I shot up in bed to the snarling face of an Eraser. I was still raw and splintered from my dream lost, but I quickly regained my nonsurprised outlook.
"Good morning, ugly." I sneered, blocking his blow to my face and returning it with a solid punch in the eye. He tripped backward, one claw covering the injured eye. Runny, crimson blood was trickling down his face. I leapt from my bed and popped into my very practiced defensive position. I heard footfalls padding down the hall. Iggy burst into the room, his face a mask of annoyance. We'd dealt with these wolf-human hybrids. They weren't pretty. They were like the School's automatic response to Bird Kid news. Like, 'Oh, the flock? Send the usual.' Not very appreciative, like we weren't worth anymore than a puny, worn-out generation fifty-two. Iggy caught the hybrid, whose dogtag read Ripclaw, in the back with a roundhouse kick. Ripclaw retaliated to Iggy's attack, not bothering to dodge mine. I snapped his neck with a volley of punches and kicks, accented by a few select curse words. Ripclaw crumpled to the ground. He landed on the hardwood floor with an uneven thud. Iggy sighed, taking up normal posture.
"Max? How?..." he said, viewing my room. Completely unharmed, as far as I could see. He pointed to my bedside table. The promise ring that Fang had given me so long ago was gone, replaced by a stark white envelope. I ripped it open.
Maximum Ride,
The Flock is safe, for now. Just know that you MUST become the supernatural, indescribable, amazing you.
J
I shredded the note and tossed the fragments out of the open window, huffing quietly to myself. Jeb didn't want to give up. I brushed some scraggly Eraser fur from my pajama pants and left my room. I skidded onto the porch and jumped into flight from the three-story drop that awaited any unwanted non-avian. The Eraser that attacked this morning, Ripclaw, must have been one of the clumsier later models with wings. As I flew from the house, I scanned the horizon, half-hoping and half-dreading if a Fang-shaped wingspan would ever be seen. Shamefully, I studied the world below, racing past me as I hoped that he would return to me. My hair was shorter and streaming behind me, getting in my face every now and then when my wings would give a big flap.
Fang understood me.
He had loved me.
And I had returned his feelings with the same element of passion and love to my soul mate, the only one that I ever would love.
He was mysterious, caring, amazing, powerful, and everything I ever hoped for in anyone.
But he had to understand.
I could only ever be
Me.