Bride on the doorstep, a sister at the door

Flair's P.O.V.

"Which direction?" I asked. We had been going for a while.

"Uh? I don't know anymore! I mean, I've had this thing turned upside down and side ways! I don't even know if we are heading north or south!" Gwen blabbered.

"Hand me the map," I sighed. We had stolen it from a gas station.

"Sure, but I really don't think…" she said as she handed it over. My fingers grazed across it. She let it go and it slipped from my fingertips. We watched it fly away. I shot her a hateful look. She blushed.

"Uh…I guess we'll just have to follow that feeling now, huh?" She wiped her hands on her dress and ducked her head.

"Yah…" I rolled my eyes.

"Well, we have a picture of the house…" she said optimistically.

"Hand it over…VERY carefully," I stuck out my hand. Slowly, but surely, she passed it to me. This time I actually got it. I shot here a look that said 'Thanks, moron'. She shrugged and crossed her arms.

I looked down at the picture. I apparently was holding it sideways, like Gwen. It was in the shape of an E. As I turned it the right side up I noticed that it was tuned on its side. I recognized this. It was the cherished home of Maximum Ride. I was so surprised that I sucked in a breath, preparing myself to go into a stage of yelling, but I chocked on the freaking air. I began to choke and gag. I finally coughed and Gwen chuckled.

"Are you done?" She laughed.

"Y-Yah! I know where this is! It's Max's old house!" I exclaimed.

"How?" she questioned.

"It was said to be burned down, but I guess those Erasers lied to them, eh?" I explained.

"Ok, that's great. Another question answered, but how the heck does that tell us how to get there?" She said.

"Well, like you said…follow that feelin'!" I chuckled as I drifted to the side.

"Are you sure we're goin' the right way?" She yelled over the wind.

"Nope!" I hollered back.

"Great," she snarled in disgust. I noticed that one of her hands was laid over her shoulder.

"Hows the bullet wound?" I asked seriously. She looked up at me, dark circles ringed around her eyes.

"It's fine, ok?! Just keep flying!" She snapped. Cranky? I noticed that she was bleeding…a lot, but she'd be fine…for now at least.

We flew for a while in silence before she began digging through the file again.

"Oh! Here's a pic of you're sis!" Gwen smiled. I glanced over at it. There she was. Alex's light red hair fell to her shoulders. Her crystal blue eyes resembled mine, along with her facial features. A thin reddish brown tail wrapped around her. She looked scared, afraid of the people taking the picture. Her bones stuck out. She was starved. I had made sure no one was there when I burned the place down, now I see why she wasn't at the School. I snatched the file from Gwen and started to read.

Jeb had started a new study. He was trying to see what made Max such a great survivor. He had taken a group if six avian hybrids up to the very same house he raised the Flock. There he taught them how to fly, fight, and the basics. He ditched them and began to watch the story unfold. He studied how they were changing, adapting. The last entry to this experiment was three days ago.

It was a remake of Maximum Ride. Yep, that basically sums it up.

"Well…" I said to myself, "This is just…great."

"I was a swingin' and a swayin' in the current! My wings were a flappin' in the breeze! You're words drifted back, and I went smack as they flew past me! Oh-oh-oh like you know! Nothin' was makin' sense! That's when you walked in! And I was like 'Hey-oh! Look at him go!' I watched yah turn and sit next to dat pretty girl who's makeup was three inches thick! And you asked for her to stand up and dance to that new pop song! And you were a swingin' and a swayin' and my mouth began a flappin' and you weren't lettin' up and it made me want to bre-eak free!" Gwen sang to herself. She was snapping and her head was bobbing.

"Are you done?" I laughed. She narrowed her eyes at me.

"Now I am," she grumbled.

A few hours later I was almost certain we were close. I saw a little dirt road winding up the side of a mountain.

"Lets follow it!" I screamed to Gwen. She gave me a thumbs up. We were tilting side to side, trying to keep up with the curves. As we came to the top I saw a house. And guess the shape.

E!

"That's it! Yes!" I cheered.

"Oh my gosh! That is it!" I yelled. Gwen peered down.

"Hmm?" She nodded as she cocked an eyebrow.

"Lets land!" I tucked in my wings.

"Lets do this thing!" Gwen was now excited.

We landed only yards from the house. It felt strange, I've waited my whole for this. My sister was coming home. Gwen smoothed her dress.

"You looked like you just got hitched," I put a hand on my hip.

"Ha!" she rolled her eyes.

"Ready?" I questioned.

"Yup," she nodded. We marched to the porch. I peeked in. Some rock song was blaring and two boys were rocking out. Another girl was seated on the couch. She rolled her eyes at the two.

I took a deep breath and knocked. There was no answer, they were still dancing. I growled and kicked the door, hard. The music cut off and the three dove to hide behind the couch. Alex trotted down the stairs. She grabbed a gun and tossed it to a boy. She used stealth as she climbed across obstacles and opened the door…ever so slowly.

"Alex! It's me! It's Flair!" I exclaimed. She peeked from behind the door.

"Oh my gosh! Flair?!" She cried.

ok, so now the OC's have been mentioned. In the next chapter you will actually meet them. Want to read it? Review!