My World's Collide Ch. 2

This is just another Maximum Ride/Twilight fanfic. However its by me!

Disclaimer: I don’t own Maximum Ride, Twilight, any characters, its plot, blah blah blah you know. You have already heard it so I won’t waste ur time. However, I do own Aqua (who is supposed to be me.) and this plot.


Angel’s POV
   “So good. Ravioli, cookies, Apple Jacks. I am in Heaven.” Gazzy said.
   “Why can’t Max relax? We have food, a place to sleep, showers, internet access.” Fang thought.
   “She thinks it’s too good to be true that the Voice just led us here.”
   “Oh.” Fang thought in his usual way. (He never has much to say.) I am so glad we got a place to say,
I thought happily.
   “Hold on, the window is open, since when have I left it open.” Someone thought, as Iggy put a finger to his lips telling us to be quiet. Max tapped twice on the arm of her chair meaning for us to get ready for an up-and-away.
My POV
   There was a huge mess. There was food all over the table and counters. The pantries were open, their contents thrown all over the room. Even though I was hours away from the ocean, it seemed as if a hurricane had hit. There were chips on the floor, empty cans and bottles on the table, and crumbs everywhere. I heard silence that seemed to hang in the air, waiting. Whatever is there, knows I’m here. My choices are: a) run screaming, totally unlikely, b) stay quiet so whatever it was would forget about me, c) catch it myself, and d) walk into the room with an outstretched hand and big smile, extremely unlikely. So I went with ‘c’ and jumped out with my meanest face to find…
Max’s POV
   Ha, I knew this couldn’t be safe, I thought. I knew I couldn’t trust the Voice in my head that always seems to know what I’m doing. Wow, that was a weird thought.
   “Trust me, it is all a part of the bigger picture.” My Voice said with it’s regular fortune-cookie-hocus-pocus. (From writer: De ja vu.) Well, right now it looks like the bigger picture was painted by a drunk monkey. I thought back at the Voice.  Anyway, whatever is there could put the flock in danger so I can a) fly like the wind, b) stay quiet so whatever it is won’t notice us,  c) greet it with a big smile and say “Hi I’m Max. I broke into your house and I have wings!” Totally not going to happen. (From writer: Wow de ja vu all over again. How redundant.) So I was deciding when suddenly a girl about my age with darkish blonde hair, jumped out snarling, “I see you’ve planned a party, but you forgot to invite me.”
   “Your invitation must be lost in the mail.” I snarled back. The more I looked, the more I recognized her. That greenish tinge to her hair and eyes, that voice, the way she snarled at me.
   “Aqua!” Nudge and I squealed in recognition, all hostility forgotten.



Ok. So I know it isn’t great. But, keep checking back it isn’t over yet.