Maximum Ride Fanfic Chp.4

Okay peoplez, since I'm not gonna be here for about a week I may not get to post so I'll do chapter 4 of my Fanfic now. Enjoy!           Disclaimer: Do I really have to say it again?                                       

“You okay?” I asked Elizabeth as we soared above the trees. She nodded, staying about as silent as Fang, which kind of scared me, since I hadn’t known that it was possible for anyone to achieve Fang’s level of silence but him. The real Fang looked at me like “Do you want me to handle her?” I shook my head. Let her be quiet if she wanted to be. Now wasn’t really the best time to converse anyway.

Elizabeth seemed to be trying to overcome some kind of eternal struggle, but I couldn’t for the life of me figure out what it was. Maybe she was wondering whether or not she could trust us? Maybe she wanted to tell us something? Like where the Itex where her friends were was located. That would be helpful. Fang, Iggy and I were still unsure. “Uh, Elizabeth? Is the Itex where your friends are somewhere here? In Arizona?” she looked at me like, well duh, stupid, where did you think it was? She might have been thinking the same thing, but I guess I’ll never know, cause just then Fang came to a halt and so did Iggy.

“Max, I think I see Itex about 6 miles from here,” Fang said.

“Okay, everyone here’s the plan. I’ll fly ahead and check to make sure the coast is clear. Then if it’s safe I’ll fly back and let you know. Elizabeth, is there anywhere in particular you think we should look for your friends?” she nodded.

“I remember when they weren’t testing on us they would usually take us to the field where the Erasers were trained. We should check there first.” Our plan was poorly thought out and misguided. What a surprise.

I nodded, and then put my oh-so-special power to good use. I flew towards the School at about 250 miles an hour. I flew behind some trees just out of reach of a very high fence. Knowing these lab geeks, it was probably an electrical fence. I flew just out of sight for a few seconds, and then flew a little closer to the Eraser training field. You heard me; I flew towards the place the homicidal werewolves with wings were kept. But that’s just me. Not surprisingly, there were six cages in the middle of the field with Erasers surrounding them from all sides. From where I was it looked as if there were a bunch of kids in the cages.

I flew back to the others as fast as I could go, which was pretty fast. Elizabeth looked shocked, then her face dipped into a sour expression. Was it my fault she didn’t know I could go so fast? No. She never asked. Then her face turned into one of those I-know-something-you-don’t-know expressions that I had gotten from Iggy right before my Rebocks exploded. I knew this one was going to come back and bite me in the butt.

The others followed me as I sped towards the School. When we got to the field, the Erasers were gone but the cages were there. We flew above the fence and landed o the other side. Elizabeth ran to the cages. Her face lit up and I knew we had found what we had been looking for. We ran to help her unlock the cages. Iggy used the lock picking kit that I never seemed to be able to properly dispose of. When all six kids had been set free, there was much squealing and happy-dancing. We turned to leave, eager to be rid of this jail cell. I turned around. Then I thought, Son of a Gun. Well, actually, I thought something a lot worse than son of a gun, but just in case your parents want something more ‘age appropriate’, we’ll leave it as son of a gun. 

Maximum Ride Fanfic Chp.3

Yay!!!!!!!!!!! Yesterday was my last day of school!!! We were all crying but now I am happier cuz it's finally time for SUMMER VACATION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! In honor of this happy time, I will publish Chapter 3 of my Fanfic. Yay Chapter 3! Disclaimer: Yeah, yeah, I know, I don't own Maximum Ride, blah, blah, blah. On with the Chapter!                                   “Huh?” the flock cried in unison.

“Uh, Max, can I talk to you?” Fang steered me a little away from Elizabeth. “Are you insane? Have you completely lost your mind? How can you say that? You can’t expect us to just jump at the first chance to help some strange kid with wings do something that could get us all killed... or worse.”

I glared at him. “Um, earth to Fang? We’re a bunch of strange kids with wings. And we’ve been in worse situations. For the love of humanity, we’ve survived a category 4 hurricane! And besides, when she told me that, she kinda reminded me of… me. I mean, look. She would do anything for her flock. She volunteered to distract a bunch of mad scientists while her friends broke free. She can’t even stay angry with the kid that got her friends stuck back at the School. Face it, Fang. We’ve got to help her. I will never be able to forgive myself if I leave this girl here. And she’s only Nudge’s age, maybe a little older. She’ll die out here, and you know it.” Man, talk about persuasive.

Fang ran his fingers through his hair. “Alright, you got me, we’ll help. But maybe Nudge, Gazzy and Angel should stay here. They could get hurt if they come along.” I nodded.

We walked back to the others. “So, what’s the plan?” Iggy asked.

“You, me, Fang and Elizabeth will go rescue Elizabeth’s friends. Nudge, Gazzy and Angel will stay here.” There was much groaning from the little kids. Hope radiated off of Elizabeth’s face. Iggy looked relatively happy, considering the last time we had gone to rescue someone from the School he had had to stay behind.       

Now it was getting late and I figured it was time to introduce Elizabeth to Mom and Ella. Ooooooooo, what fun. Hey Mom, got another bird-kid mouth for you to feed! Yeah, I know the six of us are driving you into bankruptcy already, but I don’t pay the bills! I couldn’t wait.

“Hey kids,” my Mom greeted us as we walked through the front door. “Who’s your friend?”

“Uh, Mom? This is Elizabeth. She’s kinda… one of us.” Of course, Mom didn’t even blink. I don’t like to brag but… SHE’S THE BEST!

“Oh, okay. Hello, Elizabeth. I’m Dr. Martinez and this is my daughter, Ella. You can bunk with the girls in Ella’s room for the night, all right?”

“Sure, Dr. Martinez. But it’s fine if you wanted me to sleep outside or something, really. I’m sorta used to it and I wouldn’t want to trouble you”.

Mom looked ready to faint. “Of course not! It’s absolutely no trouble at all! Now you are going to sleep inside where it is nice and warm!” How often do you get someone forcing you to sleep inside? When you’re a bird-kid, almost never. But that’s my mom for ya.

“Oh, and Mom? Me, Fang, Iggy and Elizabeth are going to save Elizabeth’s friends from the School tomorrow, so we might not be back for a while.” Watch Mom’s response:

“Oh, are you sure? I was thinking of going shopping with you girls tomorrow, but if it’s for the sake of human kind, I guess it can wait. You’ll need food, though.” Does she rock or does she rock? Correct answer: She ROCKS!

 

 

Twilight Guy?

This is a post directed to Twi-Hards (fans of Twilight). We all know that Twilight is generally a girl book, right? Well, the other day I saw not one, but TWO guys I know reading Twilight. To be more specific, one was reading Twilight, the other was reading New Moon. Not that I'm against Twi-Guys, but WHY? Twilight contains no crude humor, mindless violence, or boyish attitude. So WHY ON EARTH are they reading it? Does them reading Twilight mean that they are unnaturally girly or somewhat sensitive? I ARE CONFUSELED! If you know the answer to these questions, post a comment, will ya? 

CJ                                                                                        

Maximum Ride Fanfic Chp.2

So here's chapter 2. Hope you like it. I know it's not as funny as the last one. It's a lot more serious though, which made it kinda hard to be funny. Comment on if you liked it or not, will ya? Oh, and tell everyone you know about the blog. Disclaimer: Once again, I do NOT own Maximum Ride. But Elizabeth and her friends are MINE! Take that! Anyways...

            “What do you mean, a ton different?” Nudge asked.

            “What I mean is, I didn’t always have wings. I used to be a regular kid. Then, one day ‘bout 5 months ago, my friends and I were walking home from Dunkin’ Donuts. It was Marie, Aaron, Bethany, Paul, Cheryl, Victor, and me. We were just walking and joking around and stuff, when all of a sudden huge werewolves with wings surrounded us. We tried to fight them, but we weren’t strong enough. They stuffed us in bags and took us to the School. We were put in cages and treated like lab rats. It was horrible. They did tests on us and everything. And every day at the exact same time they would inject the same horrible medications into us. This went on for about a month. Then one day I leaned back in my cage, and I felt something soft and feathery. I twisted around and just barely realized what was happening. The injections were full of bird genes. I had wings!

            “They had put our cages close enough for us to be able to talk. I told every one of my discovery, and they all had wings too!” Elizabeth paused to examine our reactions, and then continued.

            “We decided to try to break out. We decided that one of us would create a distraction, while the others escaped from their cages. I volunteered to be the distraction. When the others escaped, the scientists would forget about me, thinking I would stay in my cage. They would be right. It would be too risky to try to get me out of my cage there and then, so the strongest of my friends would carry the cage. Once we were far enough away, they would get me out and we would be safe. For the time being, anyway.”

            “What happened?” I asked. Elizabeth looked at me gravely.

            “There were only about 5 scientists in the room at the time. I started to scream and thrash and do anything to grab their attention. It worked. They all came running to see what was wrong. They wouldn’t want to screw up their precious experiment.” She gave a dark laugh. “While I carried on the others quietly picked the locks on their cages. Talk about old fashioned. Anyway, everything was fine up to that point. They flew up, and they started to shout at the scientists. The white coats ran to call for backup and Paul landed to get my cage. But instead of just picking my cage up like we had planned, he”— Elizabeth broke off.

            “He what?” Fang pressed.

            “I can’t blame him, he was just so happy to be free again. He tried to open the cage and let me out. We were all yelling at him to just pick up the cage already, but he wouldn’t listen. Then the scientists came back, with about 100 more. Paul had loosened the lock enough for me to bust out, but then the scientists got out huge nets made of some form of metal. They wouldn’t shoot anything at us, cause like I said they didn’t want to mess us up. Too late for that. Anyway, we all started to fly like bats out of you-know-where. There was a window on the other side of the room. Obviously, it was locked. I flew straight at it and don’t ask me how, cause I expected to just slam into it, but I managed to break the glass. I flew out, finally free. I don’t think you guys have any idea how awesome that felt, to finally be out in the open again, with my friends right behind me. At least, I thought they were right behind me. But when I turned around again, they weren’t there. I saw them through the broken glass of the window, in the net, caught again. I started to fly back for them, but they all shook their heads, like they wanted me to be free even if they couldn’t be. There wasn’t anything I could do. If I tried to save them I would just get caught again. I had to leave them.” Tears welled up in Elizabeth’s eyes, and I put my arm around her shoulder. Right then and there I made a spur of the moment decision.

“Elizabeth, we’re getting your friends back.”       

Maximum Ride Fanfic Chp.1

Hey everyone! This is my first fanfic ever, so if it isn't so good, try using "constructive criticism" and not hurtful things, okay? 

Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride, it is owned by James Patterson. It is way too awesome to be owned by me. I do own Elizabeth, though. No Touchy! So here it is... 

           Although saving the world is easily my favorite pastime, I have to say I can never get tired of visiting with Mom. Jeb, I’m not so crazy about, but I can modestly say I have the best Mom on the planet. Anyway, we decided to take a break and go home to Mom and my half sister, Ella. Since we’ve never stuck around much during our trips to Arizona, the flock and I decided to see things from above.

            We were flying up, high above the trees. It was so peaceful here. Maybe we could stay here forever, with Mom and Ella, baking cookies, and shopping for cute shoes, and baking cookies…

            Suddenly, an earsplitting shriek shattered the silence. With my awesomely sharp vision, I could make out flying masses about 2 miles away. I flew a little closer and saw that they were flyboys and a girl about Nudge’s age, apparently fighting to the death. Hmm, let’s see: Option 1- do the right thing and help the kid, or Option 2- fly home to Mom and forget this ever happened. Ooooo, this was a tough choice. A fight to the death or chocolate chip cookies? I chose death.

            I shot like a bullet to the screaming girl, the flock right behind me. I slammed the first flyboy I saw with a well-placed roundhouse kick. The flock loyally fought hard. In the event that children under the age of 10 are reading this over your shoulder I will not go into the bloody-gory details. Instead, I will skip to the part where we win the fight.

            We landed in the middle of the forest, the girl momentarily forgotten. I did a quick check to make sure everyone was okay. Then we all turned our attention to the girl.

“Just out of curiosity,” I asked “why were you fighting a dozen flyboys on your own, and why do you have wings on your back?”

            The girl crossed her arms and raised her eyebrows. “Why should I trust you?” she asked suspiciously. Uh, hello? Was she dense?

            “Um, you may or may not have noticed, but we just saved your life.” Fang pointed out.

            “Yeah, I noticed, and thanks, but this could all be a setup. You could all be mechanical versions of the Flock used to win my trust so you can hand me over to weirdos who put wings on my back.”

            True that. “Look, how can we get you to believe we’re the real Flock?” Fang asked. The girl thought for a moment.

            “Do something human, something only you could do”, she said.

            “Yeah, cause we love to hack ourselves up and show off our internal organs to prove that we’re not brainless hunks of metal”, Iggy muttered.

            “Good enough for me,” the girl said.

            “Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold on! First you don’t believe a word we say, then you can tell we’re human just cause Iggy acts like a smart aleck?” I asked.

            The girl shook her head. “Wrong. I just needed proof that you could do or say something human, like sarcasm. In case you haven’t noticed, robots don’t have feelings except for the ones programmed into them. Sarcasm wouldn’t be part of your system, because it’s a human attribute scientists wouldn’t think necessary.” She was good. She was very good. But who the heck was she?

            “So… who are you?” I asked, not really expecting a straight answer.

            “Who am I? I’m Elizabeth. I’m an Avian-Human hybrid, just like you. Only I’m a ton different.” What the heck was that supposed to mean?

Hi!

Hello people of Earth with Internet access who apparently have heard of my blog! I know the Internet is a huge thing and I want to thank you for choosing to go onto my blog blah, blah, blah. Since it's Saturday and you people have better things to do than be bored with a lecture, I'll spit it out: This is a blog that's gonna be filled up with updates about moi and also a whole lot of cool fanfic. Yay cool fanfic! More stuff later.

    Peace and Hufflemuffins

            CJ