New Beginnings: A Maximum Ride fan fiction

New Light

Chapter 8~New Light

Gazzy soured though the night sky, dipping and diving around his fellow flock members. They were flying by moonlight, his favorite way to fly when the others were just silhouettes against the white stars and moon. Although, for hours on end was not his favorite way to fly and his back continued to ache.

"Watch it mister." Nudge snapped as his wing slapped against her leg. Yeesh, he wasn't the only one in a crappy mood.

"Ugggggh!" Gazzy groaned, "We've been flying all night! When are we going to take a break!" That wasn't to far from the truth for the sun was beginning to rise, creating a reddish haze on the horizon.

"Only a few more miles Gazzy, we're almost there." Cliff shouted, over the wind. They all were a bit grouchy and Gazzy was aware that even Cliff was beginning to lose his cool. Gazzy smirked and dove again, letting out a little hoot of excitement.

Finally the group reached the destruction sight and gracefully landed on a slightly less damaged road. Gazzy walked around peering under bricks and chunks of cement. Where is everyone? The small rescue group peered around, lifting fallen posts and boards. It looked like what used to be a small mutant village, like many of the others scattered around the slowly healing world. The area was covered with all things damaged from overturned vehicles to shattered vases. Out of the corner of his eye he spotted Angel gently lifting a small doll from the rummage, and meticulously removing a nail from its torso. Nudge was staring stricken at the remains of a garden, a huge sinkhole had collapsed most of the plants. Behind her was Cliff, who slid his hand into hers. And finally Iggy, fiddling with a busted sink.

Finally Cliff broke the silence, "I'm not getting any heat signatures besides our own." One of Cliffs many abilities, "They either escaped, or are already dead." He finished grimly.

"We should search the area, see if theirs anything worth saving." Provided Angel, tucking the doll into a backpack that rested between her wings.

"Alright." Nudge said, turning to face the group, "Cliff and I will scout the western half, Angel, Iggy, Gasman, take the rest." And with that she turned on her heel and stalked off towards her section, with Cliff by her side.

Gazzy huffed and flipped over a fallen desk. Since Max wasn't here Nudge had decided that she would lead the mission, even though Iggy was oldest. He grunted as he yanked at a drawer on the deck, it wouldn't budge.

"Help!" Gazzy jumped at the sudden noise. He gazed back to find that Nudge, Cliff, and Angel were already gone, off to look through another space. Iggy was still slouched over the sink, concentrated on something on the bottom. Gazzy shrugged and stood up to search for the source of the cry.

He stumbled around the foundation of a building, some walls were still intact. There was no sign of life, maybe he had simply imagined it.

"Here!" Which came out as more of a croak. Gazzy whirled around, he defiantly hadn't imagined that. With new motivation he bent down and lifted a bent up refrigerator. He gasped as he spotted a girl trapped under the rubble. He stared at her for a moment, her blue eyes and brown hair, her bruised face covered with grit. She must have been about 14, his age. All of a sudden he felt as if a new light had been flicked on. All of a sudden he felt different, like something had changed but he couldn't quite find what.

"Well, are you gonna help me?" She coughed. Gazzy nodded slowly and wedged his arms under a table, pushing it away. "S-sorry." Why was he so nervous all of a sudden. He gritted his teeth and turned back to the girl, nervous again. He quickly cleared away the rest of the junk, the girls eyes following him the whole time. He held out his hand and she took it as he helped her on her feet. She brushed her palms off on her torn jeans, and placed them on her hips. Now Gazzy could see that she was surprisingly short, the top of her head coming up to his chin.