Chapter 3

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(Tony/Ironman POV)

"It's unfortunate that we could not help them," Steve said looking sad.

"They'll find it," I told him, comforting Steve in the process, "and to make matters better, Pepper!"

"Coming Tony!" I heard a reply and following it was Pepper.

"What is it?" she asked me.

"Find the Institute of Higher Living," I said, making her run to a computer.

"Institute of Higher Living," she muttered, probably typing that down to Google.

"It doesn't say anything about it, not the institute at least, there are some random facts about higher living and some tea," Pepper told us, "should I have buy some 'higher living' tea Tony?"

"No, you're going to get obsessed with it and you won't do work," I said.

"What?"

"Ha, I'm joking, go get some if you want."

"Ok."

"I wonder where they are now?" Steve said, breaking our conversation.

"What do you mean Cap? Who?" I asked, confused.

"Max and her friends," He answered, looking at me like I was dumb.

"Oh," I said, "J.A.R.V.I.S, have you got a recording on the visitors after they left?"

"Indeed sir, this is the video that I have," he said and displayed a video on the computer that Pepper was using.

"Hey!' she cried, "I was almost done!" But we ignore and proceeded to watch.

------------------The Video----------------

Max stepped out of the elevator, quickly followed by her friends on floor 73. Nick pointed to the window facing the elevator door so Max grabbed a small black chair and broke the window with it. She dropped it and directed her friends to the now cracked window. Without thinking, they opened up their wings and flew out the window. A bit later, Krystal yells, "Freedom."

The End

"Well that was unexpected," Steve said, breaking the silence and replacing it with more silence. Everyone was just doing nothing, expect for Pepper, who was still buying tea.

"How do you think they could, fly...?" Steve asked.

"Got it!" yelled Pepper, finally looking away from the computer. We stared at her.

"Sorry," she said and walked to another room.


"Maybe they were wings like Falcon?" I suggested after she left.

"They looked more real than his wings," he replied. We stood awkwardly trying to get an idea on how they had wings. A few minutes later we heard someone coming to the door.

"Hey guys," the voice said from the other side of the door. It was Clint.

"Hi Clint," Steve and I replied to him causing Clint to come through the door.

"How do you explain someone with wings?" Steve asked.

"What do you mean?" he said, looking confused.

"Watch this video," Steve, showing him the recording.


After Clint watched the video, he took a step back and just stared at the computer.

"What do you think Clint?" I told him, although, he was still staring at the screen. After a bit, Clint replied with, "How?"

"What do you mean how?" Steve asked.

"How did they get wings?"

"I don't know?" I said with my hand on his shoulder, "We'll find out."

(Iggy POV)

I followed the Flock, careful not to bump into anyone. We did some walking and eating peanuts for a bit, noticing that the rest of us were looking at things I couldn't see.

"Smile guys, you're on Candid Camera," Fang said, moving his arm to point to something. So I turned my head after hearing everyone turn their heads.

"Jeez," Fang barely said a few seconds later, stopping dead in his tracks causing me to bump into him.

"What, what is it guys?" I said, realizing something was happening.

"Is that you Max?" Gazzy said turning his head to her, "How do they know?" It probably is connected to the brain explosion Max had earlier, I thought. The Flock stood still for a bit, waiting for Max to do something.

"I don't want to have fun! I want to have some answers!" Max stated out of nowhere.

"What fun?" Gazzy asked, I doubt she didn't hear him. After a bit, Nudge asked, "Are you okay Max?" I could hear Max nodding in return.

"I think we should all get on the Fifth Avenue bus." We attempted to guess why she wanted us to get on a bus, my idea was because of the voice that followed the brain explosion.

"I don't know!" Max said again, out of nowhere, "Maybe we should do what it says for a while?"

"Do what what says?" Gazzy determined. Fang answered with, "Max has been hearing a voice, inside her. We don't know what the voice is."

"Like her conscience?" asked Nudge straight away, "Does the TVs have anything to do with the voice."

"We don't know yet," replied Fang, "Right know it wants us to get on the Fifth Avenue bus." So we walked, for a while, for a long while. I followed Gazzy's footsteps to the bus, making sure to not stumble on the bus steps like the blind person I am. It felt so crowded and I could hear everyone one breathing, and tapping of their feet.

"Okay People," I heard the bus driver say over the PA system, "Fifty-eight Street! This is where the fun begins." Then I heard the flock leave the bus, so I followed them until I stepped out of the bus. The Bus's screech became harder to hear as it drove away, filling the clear air that we were breathing with exhaust causing us to cough.

I followed them to a building that was close to where the bus stopped. The song 'It's a small world' was playing as we approached it. Sounds of kids squealing with joy determined that we were at a toy shop. My only thought was, why.

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