Max's POV

"Maaaaaxxxx" Nudge whined again.

"I know Nudge" I sighed.

"Max?" Gazzy asked.

"What?" I said a bit snappier then I should have but I was in a bad mood.

"Never mind" he said quietly and I sighed.

"Max?"

"What?" I yelled at Iggy who had called my name.

I expected him to be hurt at my sudden outburst but he grinned.

"Nothing" he grinned wider and I screamed bloody murder at him.

"Max" Fang said. I looked over at him, about to yell at him, sick of people calling my name. I stopped in my tracks as his black eyes burned into mine. I sighed and calmed down.

We had been flying all day and everyone, especially me, was a little grumpy and tired.

"We'll make camp below" I call to the others and they nodded tiredly.

We head down and land on the ground. You heard me, land.

We had come from up in the air, and no we didn't jump out of the plane. We were different. Freaks, mutants. I'm Max. At 16 I was the leader of this group.

The group included Fang, he was my age with black emo like hair, black eyes and silent as they come.

Dylan, another one my age, with dark blonde hair, turquoise eyes he is kind and sweet.

Iggy, once again another kid my age, with his shaggy strawberry blonde hair and pale, blind blue eyes, he is sarcastic and witty and a pain in the ass.

Nudge, 13 with frizzy brown hair and big brown eyes, she can talk nonstop for hours.

Gazzy is 10 with spiky blonde hair and big round blue innocent eyes and is mischievous as hell.

And lastly Angel who is 8 with blonde ringlet hair and big blue eyes like Gazzy. She is extremely smart and complicated.

We all live together on the run from Itex, a company trying to kill us. We are experiments that fought back. We were all born and genetically created with wings.

Plus Angel can read minds, Fang can turn invisible sometimes, I can fly super-fast, Iggy has super senses, Nudge can draw metal to her, Gazzy can mimic voices perfectly and Dylan has healing saliva and super-sight.

We're quite a bunch.

Anyways we landed and set up a small camp. Iggy cooked us some delicious rabbit (Ick) and Nudge entertained us with her stories. Soon enough we laid down for an early night.

I awoke to a disgusting smell burning the inside of my nose. I sat up and looked around.

Angel was still curled up asleep at my side and Nudge was slightly stirring beside her, their wings touching. Gazzy was slowly waking, rubbing his eyes. He was lying down at my feet, my foot just touching his shoulder. Dylan was still fast asleep behind me, on his stomach, his head on his arm and his mouth slightly open innocently. I peered around for Fang and he was up and sitting by the fire. Iggy was poking the fire to get it going.

"Morning" I yawned as I detangled myself from the others and went and sat by the fire with Fang.

He did a small nod to acknowledge I was awake. This was usually the most we got out of him, especially in the mornings.

"What is that awful smell?" I asked, wrinkling up my nose.

"Breakfast" said Iggy attempting to give me a dirty look.

"Is it even eatable?" I asked looking at the black rock like stuff on as stick and he shot me another dirty look.

"It's all I could find" he snapped.

"What is it?" I asked poking it to make sure he just hadn't mistaken a rock for food.

"It's a porcupine" he said.

"It's really all you could find?" I asked.

"Yes" he snapped and I rolled my eyes.

Gazzy came and sat by me and I rubbed his back for he still was finding it hard to wake.

"Eww what is that? It smells worse than me" he said and I laughed.

Soon enough everyone was up and sitting by the fire.

No one dared try the food.

Finally, Fang reached over and took a stick. We all watched in anticipation as he took a small bite. Fang probably wasn't the smartest choice for a test subject for he showed no emotion.

So he chewed his food very slowly then swallowed.

Dylan took another stick and did the same. Dylan however didn't swallow and very subtly spat it out. I was the only one who noticed so the others reached over.

Well, not a good idea. Gazzy took a big bite and literally threw it up. Angel spat it out all over Nudge who coughed hers up. No way in hell was I eating that.

Fang sat there in silence, his stick lying by his feet. He looked up at me and I could see a very small beginning of a smirk. He slightly opened his mouth and he held the small bit of meat he had eaten between his teeth. He hadn't swallowed it, he just wanted to make it seem ok so we would all taste it. I glared at him and he spat it out and gave me a small cocky grin.

"God Iggy" Gazzy said, his tongue out to get rid of the taste.

"Well I'd like to see you guys do any better with what we have" Iggy snapped.

"Maybe we should change cooks for a while. Plus you didn't see you had burnt it" I said.

He stood up, face slightly red.

"For your information I burnt it on purpose to get rid of some of the horrible taste. And I can't help it if I'm blind Max. I can't just turn it on and off!" he yelled.

"We know Ig. But we can't change that. You have to admit your blind" I said.

"Admit it? What do you think I've been doing for the past 15 years?" he shouted.

"I mean deal with it. So your blind, we all know so you don't have to act like you're not. You don't have to try and be like us. Just admit there's something wrong with you so we can help you out" I said and I saw the colour drain in his face and I knew instantly I had chosen the wrong words.

"Wrong with me?" he whispered. I didn't know what to say, there was an awkward silence.

He turned and snapped his wings out and took off into the sky.

"Iggy!" I yelled but he was gone.

Iggy's POV

My wings flapped faster than I had ever made them, just wanting to get out of there.

A few tears escaped from my sightless eyes.

I then realised that I was lost. I was never allowed to fly on my own for being blind I would never find my way back. I didn't care though. Let me stay lost, I didn't want to go back.

I was never as welcome there as i would have hoped.

When I was one I had been experiment on and lost my eye sight. I didn't even remember being able to see. Ever since I could remember it had just been darkness.

Everyone had their amount of scars from having to save me when we were in an attack.

Fang distanced himself from me for seems he wasn't a talker, there wasn't really anyway for us to communicate. Max babied me, Angel, Gazzy and Nudge pitied me. Dylan didn't know what to do.

I was never much help. The two good things I was good at was making bombs and cooking. Gazzy could make bombs as well and I couldn't cook with such little food. I was useless. I was worse than useless, I was a liability.

I was too busy thinking I didn't notice I had flown into a forest. I wouldn't have noticed anyway. Being blind I didn't see the tree in front of me until I hit it.

I felt my right wing hit it, it snapped and cracked and tore. I felt a pop and heart wrenching tear as half of my wing was literally torn away.

I felt the blood begin to pour out and I felt sick.

The impact had made me start to spin and it spun me face first into another tree.

I felt my left wing snap the wrong way and my face scrape against the bark.

My nose crunched in the impact and the skin tore away. I heard a couple of my ribs snap and I fell towards the ground. As I fell I hit branches on the way down.

At one point my foot got stuck and twisted, snapping the bone and I continued to fall.

I hit the ground with a thump, probably breaking whatever bones weren't broken.

I had felt the world thump, but it had only been the loud snap of my spine.

I laid there, beyond pain, into a numbing state that could only be described as the last state before death.

As I laid there taking my last breaths everything ran through my mind.

I hoped they would come looking for me and would find my broken body and cry for me. They did this to me. They made me feel useless, and I was.

If only I hadn't have been blind then I could be like them. I could help save the world. Be a hero.

I felt my heart come to a stop and I drew my last breath. My eyes closed and I welcomed the painless darkness as I died.