The Beginning of Something Big...Possibly

TWO QUOTES OF THE DAY(that I'm posting. cuz I'm not posting every day):

"I like to walk in the rain to hide my tears."
"The world is quiet here..."

I made this blog so that I can tell people about the real me. I'm gonna post fan fictions on here occasionally, but I don't know how often I'll actually get to post. No promises ;D. And here's a little bit of a fanfic that I've been waiting to try out. It's Maximum Ride based. Here's another little note: I might(well, probably will) start fanfics without finishing one's I'm already writing, but, hey. It's just what I do. And, without further adue(I just know I spelled that wrong)...lol.



Max POV



As I walked to the edge of the cave, I took one last look at everyone in my Flock. Well, it used to be my Flock. But now I know better. I have to leave. To keep them safe. To make sure hat they don't get hurt anymore, at least because of me. Never again. Nudge was muttering in her sleep, even then she couldn't manage to stop talking. Gazzy and Iggy were curled up next to each other, and both had small smiles on their faces. I smiled too, glad they were happy. Fang...oh Fang. He was stoic, even in sleep. But I could see he was having a nice dream by the way a smile danced around the edges of his lips. I must have spent half an hour just looking at him, and I could have gone for much longer. But I only tool the time I had and memorized every feature of the face I had come to know over the longest years I've ever known. And Angel clutched Celeste tightly to her chest as tears leaked from her eyes, down the cheeks of her anguished face. I walked over to her, and shushed her quietly, patting her hair.

"Max, don't go," she mumbled in her sleep, nearly breaking my heart even more.

"I'm sorry, sweetie. But I have to." She calmed down soon, and her breathing evened out.

"I love you, my angel...I love all of you..." I murmured before I jumped off the edge of the cave opening, flapping into the fast approaching dawn. I had no idea where was going. I couldn't go to Mom's. they'd only think to look there, and I didn't want to be found.

YOU ARE GOING TO NEW YORK, MAX.

Oh goody. the Voice. Note the sarcasm.

...Nothing. Of course. I sighed. I had to get used to this, anyway.

YOU NEED TO SLEEP, MAXIMUM.

Whaaat????? I'm in the air! I can't sleep! I'm too close to the Flock's camp cite. They'll find me!

SLEEP

No!

I could have sworn I heard I heard the Voice sigh. And then my head was filled with so much pain, I wanted to scream, but couldn't move. A brain attack. And this time, there was no Fang to save me. I suddenly saw the image of a little girl, no older than six, with dirty blond hair, and big brown eyes. Eyes that had seen do much, too much. She was in a room with two way walls. people could see in, but you couldn't see out. There were a ton of Whitecoats, all watching her. Suddenly, she lifted her head, and began to sing, her high pitched voice bouncing off the walls and echoing eerily.

" The pieces fall into my hand,



I throw the pieces on the floor,



One final good riddance,



I can't take this anymore.



Look at me, and tell me you're gone.



You can't, because you left without saying goodbye.



Alone with the thoughts of what is no more,



I shut my eyes and refuse to cry." All the Whitecoats were gaping at her now, none of them having any idea where such a young child would learn such words, and understand them. Ad it was clear that she understood every word that she was saying. this girl had power, I could tell. Not exactly power, but fear. A little bit of fear was always good when you needed power.

" Make it all go down,



deep,



down under,



all alone, and left to wonder,



what could have been,



if you had stayed by my side, and not left, with no goodbye.



No air left in my coffin of a keepsake box,



covered up in chains and locks,



But I'm stuck inside,



this hollow grave,



foreshadowing what will come one day.



If I could reverse the sands of time,



everything would be, as I imagine.



I would never cry because it's over,



but smile because it happened.



These words are heavy,



but full of truth,



to those who spread their wings and fly,



but full of nothing, empty they seem,



to those,



who leave,



with no,



Goodbye." As the words stopped, she began humming a haunting melody. It sounded like a broken music box, eerily slow and delicate, but disturbing all the same. Then she lied down on the ground and smiled. She looked up and seemed to see right into my eyes, even though I was seeing this image through my brain attack.

"Hello," she whispered. Just then, all the Whitecoats busted into the room, and Jeb walked right over to her.

"Honey, where did you hear that? Who taught it to you?" He asked her.

"My mommy taught me," she said sweetly, and just like that, all activity in the room stopped dead, and everything froze.

"What did you say?" Jeb said.

"My mommy taught me." She said again. Jeb looked extremely nervous. Deathly afraid. This girl has power.

"Who is your mother?"

"Oh, that's a secret," she said, and giggled. It was a strange giggle. One full of malice and spite. It sounded odd coming from the lips of someone so small. She was old, even as she was young. She would never be a child. She looked up at me again, and whispered

"Goodbye."

Then it faded away. I was once again, free-falling through the air, and the pain in my head had gotten worse. That melody, that song, that girl...it was all so familiar. Who was she?

SHE IS YOU, MAXIMUM RIDE.

That was the last thing I heard before I blacked out, still falling towards the fast approaching ground.









This could be the beginning of something much bigger than I think. So maybe I'm a crazy star crossed lover. So maybe, I have good days and bad days, ups and downs. So maybe, just maybe, I'm not in control anymore. So maybe, that's just me.
And as we all know,
LOve cOmes aRounD