A sharp ping came from his backpack, catching his attention. He wondered who would be messaging him now. They were almost there, and he doubted they had wifi. He quickly pulled it out and went to his messages. He tapped on the newest one titled We Need Help but it froze on the loading screen. He cursed under his breath and kept hitting the refresh key.
"You know there's no internet towers here," a girl stood in the doorway of the bunk room.
He frowned at the screen, "I know."
He felt her eyes on him, making him sigh and close it up. He wouldn't be able to reach whoever sent the message now. But it seemed... urgent or something. He almost always gets messages from his fans, but never anything like that. Were they in trouble for protesting? Or was it something else?
"Fang?"
He sighed and set it back on his bed, knowing he would have to wait. Saving the world came first, at least, in her mind. He already put up a post for telling people where they were going to be, and what they could do in the meantime. He hoped they were okay.
"Hello? Bridgette said she wants to talk to us," she crossed her arms over her chest, clearly shivering from the cold. He couldn't hold back his smile. She never liked the cold. She was a warm beach, sunny skies girl. She narrowed her eyes at him, opening her mouth to speak but he cut her off:
"I'm coming, I just got another message," he tightened his coat around him.
She huffed and looked at him, "You have crazy fans." He didn't reply right away so she stopped him from leaving, "Everything okay?"
He nodded, "It's probably nothing." He started walking towards the front of the ship, her in tow. He had a feeling it might actually be something, but he couldn't do anything. He heard her sniff and mutter under her breath behind him. Smirking, he turned to look at her, "Saving the world means starting at the bottom, Max."
She punched his shoulder and entered the hull of the ship, "Shut up."
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I'm not going to explain the entirety of the ride to Virginia, it was pretty boring overall. Well, it was more nerve wracking than anything. Speck managed to score us a credit card and we were able to get seats for multiple trains along the gorgeous Midwest. And I have to say, it was pure gorgeous. When we got to Chicago, we walked along the pier and ate ice cream and saw the Giant Bean statue. We stopped in Ohio for a night, and I had to fend off a wild dog who got into one of our bags. Speck thought it was hilarious and named him Zeke. Now we were just hopping off the train just inside Virginia's borders.
Once we walked up out of the subway, I had to stretch. It felt incredibly cramped throughout the ride, and I was itching to spread my wings a little bit. My skin also felt incredibly dry, and I assumed it was because of the fish thing. Speck was too, she was starting to shed a little bit around her wrists.
"Can we eat? I'm starving," she said, scratching around her hands.
"We should find a lake or something first," I grabbed her hand to stop her. "Your skin is drier than mine."
She groaned, knowing full well I was right, despite our ever-hungry stomachs. We walked over to the kiosk standing next to the subway's entrance. We looked and saw a blue blob just a few blocks away. As we walked there, Speck awed at the sights around her. The buildings were more old-fashioned, and some of the side roads were cobblestone. She was fascinated that they didn't even think to update them, finding it quite interesting since there were still gas lamps along some paths. I chuckled at her, thinking of how my birth parents would think about keeping her too. If they didn't accept her, I couldn't stay. I couldn't bear to think of her being thrown into the foster system. ITex would surely grab her with ease. I tried not to think about it and laughed as she started skipping down the path.
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FanfictionI'm not normal, but I used to be. I used to be an it, merchandise, mutated by lab freaks. I used to live a normal life, until my 13th birthday when I was thrown into a sack and never saw my parents again. I used to be an only child, now I have a twi...