Seeing stars

It had been three months. Yes, I know. Max is now 'showing', as Dr. M calls it. She is forbidden to fly, which is hard for avians. The Flock lives life like any normal family, thy just want to 'blend'. Us, the Migration I mean, we have decided to stand out. To be ourselves.

Dylan is training us. In a way it's like boot camp. We eat what we make. I never thought I'd drool over Iggy's food. Dylan is a depressed, silent guy now. Kale is chattier than ever. Lucky Storm has stepped up to second in command. Flair is working hard. This had been her goal for a long time, I could tell.

"Gwen! Quit daydreaming! I could've killed you by now! Get back to reality before it lands a right hook to your eye!" Dylan ordered. He snapped me out of my daydream. Flair did exactly what he predicted and I took the blow.

"Ha! I got Gwen!" She cheered. I narrowed my eyes and roundhouse kicked.

"Ah, Gwen, you're getting reckless. Your kick missed the wanted target by an inch," Dylan scolded as Flair bent over in pain.

"I still got her," I grinned.

"Yes, but not correctly," he held up a finger.

"You know what?! I don't care! I mean, if I wanted to be perfect I'd fail! I'll just do my best and fight the way I want to, ok?!" I growled.

Flair lunged. I was still in a heated conversation with Dylan. When I saw her fist flying at my face I caught it and jerked it to the side. Flair screamed in surprise.

"Well, I suggest you take it from me. Look at Kale, he's doing great from listening to my instructions," Dylan gestured to Kale. He was fighting the wall. Apparently he got frustrated and hauled off on it. The next second he was rolling on the ground crying. Punching brick walls results in tears. I already knew that.

"Yah, real good," I teased. Dylan groaned and face palmed himself.

I guess I won that argument?

"Don't make pull out hmy knife!" Flair warned. I noticed that I still had her fist. She looked flustered.

"Sorry," I mumbled as I let go. She spun quickly and swiped out her wing. It smacked me square in the nose and I fell to my rear.

"Payback!" She cheered. I only climbed back to my feet.

Want to know a secret? The Migration doesn't know about me and Flair's plan. They're completely oblivious. It's funny, I know!

"So, when are we going to go?" I whispered. She looked around and leaned closer.

"I don't know. You're the mature one. I'm just following you. I say we should leave soon," she answered in a hushed voice.

"Alright. We need to plan on how to get out. Kale is watching me like a hawk," I continued.

"Whatcha talkin' about?" It was him! I jumped a little.

"Nothing! Uh, how's your hand?" I tried to cover up. Man I'm bad at lying.

He gave me big eyes and stuck out his bottom lip. "It hurts! Would you give it a kiss?" He begged. I sighed and kissed my finger and slapped it on his hand. He grinned.

"My lips hurt too," he said sweetly as he tapped them.

"To bad. Flair, would you do the honors?" I smiled.

"Why sure!" She exclaimed as she snaked him. Kale rubbed his cheek and mumbled something. Then he turned and walked away.

"That was close!" I breathed. Flair nodded in agreement.

"Storm! No!" Ebony yelled. I watched as the blond headed-brown eyed boy contorted the water from the water-hose at Ebony. She squealed and ran away. I laughed.

"Look at the goodie-two-shoes!" Flair sneered. She was referring to the Flock. She hated them for whatever reason.

"Flair? Why don't you like them?" I asked.

"Oh, it's a long story. When I was rescued long ago the Flock kinda kept me 'safe'. They literally protected me like I was a fragile vase or something! I couldn't go anywhere alone! I was way older than Angel! I don't see why they wouldn't just let me do what I wanted! Then one day I asked Max and Dylan if we could go look for my sister. Max told Dylan to say no, and he obeyed-like a dog. I eventually forgave Dylan, but Max never acknowledged it again. I just…ugh! Well, Gwen, I shouldn't waste pouring my heart out on you. You have other problems that are much more important than my sappy life," Flair explained.

"No true!" I disagreed.

"Well, anyway, yah. There you go. Dylan's kept me under lock and key for years. I'm just glad to be a rebel," Flair added.

"A rebel to what?" Kale asked. He had snuck up on us! Again!

"We are sneaking pudding! Ok! Gosh! Stop being nosey!" I yelled. He rolled his eyes and marched off for the second time today.

We snickered for a minuet.

"We shall steal the pudding! Throw us in jail!" Flair laughed through hysterical cackles.

"Shew! We're lucky he hasn't caught on!" I giggled.

"Get some sleep! Tomorrow will be very…unexpected," Dylan said mysteriously.

"More than you know buddy," Flair whispered.

"Ok, Kale, you're sleeping alone tonight. I'm having a slumber party with Flair," I said as I stopped at her door. He pouted.

"Can't I come?" He asked.

"No," I answered harshly. He growled a bit before he turned and stomped into our room. I quickly slid into the Flair's room. There she sat. Our bags were backed and everything was ready to go. We wrote a note stating that we were out 'doing business'. Meaning we were saving more experiments.

The time came when the house fell silent. It creaked as it settled for the night. We could even hear Kale snoring. Flair had been sitting there, spinning a little ball of fire through her fingers. She glanced up to me and nodded. I stood and loaded my backpack onto my back. It almost crushed my wings! We had to make sure that our wings could function because if not we would have to to hitch-hike, which is a NO! Mine barely bent out beside the giant bag.

"Lets go! I'm so excited I can't wait!" Flair clapped.

"Ready?" I questioned.

"Kinfe in boot, Alex on the brain…yep! I'm ready!" She said cheerfully. With that we spread our wings and leapt out the window. I didn't expect for it to be so much harder to flap, but I eventually got the hang of it. Flair, well, it didn't faze Flair. She just went on like she weighed as much as her feathers. As we flew towards the moon I realized just how close me and Flair had become. She's like my little sister, and I'll protect her like she is. We mutants must ban together in this fight. We must beat our wings in rhythm and keep our eyes focused on the target ahead.

Burn the House of Despair.

Rescue our friends.

And that's how my life is going right now-aching wings and a hungry soul.

Today my mission starts. When does it end? Never…

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