The Weight of the World ch 4

Clack, clack, bump. The military style canvas covered truck seemed to hit every pot hole on the road, adding more nausea to Dalton's already churning stomach. Boxes slid around his feet. Sitting to his left, to his right and across from him in the dim light were nine other trained workers from the Reserve. They had all done this before, they were all calm. Most of the workers were teen agers because the war killed most of the adults and at the time they were kids so they were spared. He gulped, trying to clear the lump from his throat, and clutched his knife tighter under his cloak. He could barely wield a weapon but having a big one always made him feel better and this time he wasn't even aloud to use the small little knife.

The Weight of the World ch 3

Jasmine was fuming as she went about doing her daily work. She nearly killed an entire species of plants in the greenhouse when she was watering the plants and got carried away. She was angry not only at David's father but also at Pri and herself. How could Pri be so calm about the whole thing she wondered.Pri had no right to hold her back like that...well, it still made her upset.

She hated David's father for causing David so much pain. She hated herself for being too cowardly to comfort him and she hated Pri for having the courage to. She hated herself for hating Pri, her best friend but she couldn't help it. Pri had known david longer but not that much longer.

Maximum Ride fanfiction part 7

Max's POV

120, 121. I was hanging upside down from a tree branch with my hands behind my head, touching my nose to my knees. Everybody was convinced that I was just lying around my room all day. They were wrong. Every day I went out to the woods and trained. I had no idea for what but I knew I had to be ready. Maybe I just got sick of being helpless.

Maximum RIde fanfiction part 5 and 6

Gassy's POV

After Rose had rested for a week or so she started healing us. She healed Angel's ankle from a time in Antarctica when she was trapped in the ice and Fang and MAx had to break it and she healed a lot of scars on Max. we all had injuries from the schools and fights and she could heal them all... except for Iggy's eyes. She tried really hard all the time but no luck.

Maximum Ride fanfiction part 3 and 4

Rose's POV

There was a heavy dark blanket crushing me. It was suffocating the life out of me and I couldn't shake it off. I just wanted it to finally crush me so I could be at peace. Then someone found me I guess and people were talking and trying to bandage me. I could feel it but it wasn't helping. I was irritated: why weren't they taking the blanket off of me? They weren't taking the blanket off of me but holding it at bay. The dark heaviness of it was no longer crushing me but them and eventually they would have to give in and let it crush me. Why wouldn't they just let me die?
Then Iggy was screaming at me and all my determination came flooding back to me. I braced my hands against the full weight of the crushing object and destroyed it. I used my healing powers on it until it was no longer there. I woke up to a tugging on my hair and a strong, warm hand holding mine. I wanted to say something more but all I did was I babble and Iggy told me everything was going to be ok.

Maximum Ride fanfiction part 1 and 2

Rose's Point Of View

I have to get to the flock I thought. It was my dying wish. I needed to find them so I could help Iggy and then I could die knowing I had done something with my life. I have the gift of heeling and I believed that I could give Iggy back his sight.
I couldn't make it though. I had been trudging through the woods for hours after flying for days. With every step, flap, or breath I was fighting death and fighting the urge to just submit to it. I could't rest though because if I did I wouldn't wake up. I fell and didn't have the strength to get up. This is the end I thought. You know how people say that when you die your life flashes before your eyes? Well it's true but only the best and the worst parts flash before your eyes.

The Weight of the World ch 2

So his name isn't Mr. Nemicodelmondo but it should be! Nemico del mondo is Italian for enemy of the world. His real name is Christian Lubera.

"David, how good to see you! Oh, and you too Priscilla," he said in a silky sweet voice that made David want to gag. Neither Pri or David responded and after a moment he continued. "Perhaps we could sit and discuss this somewhere?" he addressed David but David refused to answer.

"I expect this is a short visit so there is no need." said Pri. Mr. Nemicodelmodo's eyes flashed with anger.

The Weight of the World ch 1

Pri stared out at a group of kids standing just outside the netting. Kids always gathered there. Some wanted let in, others had vandalized the netting and wanted to see the repair and others just had nothing better to do and thought watching us was entertaining. She sighed, adjusted the string keeping the straw hat on her head and took off her shoes. The kids edged closer wanting to get a better view. Pri smiled and stifled a giggle. A drop of sap fell onto her hat as she shouldered a bag containing a role of sticky netting.

The children for some reason found that hilarious and were rolling laughing. That happened all the time on the reservation. When you live in a netted off dome covered with sap you tend to get sap dropped on your head. That was the reason for the straw hat. The hat’s cone shaped with a fat base and a short height like everyone else on the reserve wears.

Pri stood and gripped the netting. She started climbing and the laughing stopped. Pri couldn’t tell if the kids were too impressed to laugh or if she had just climbed out of earshot. She had to foce herself not to look down. That would have been a big mistake because she had to be at least 200 feet up. Finally, she got to the torn patch in the netting.