AN: Hiya people! I'm here with another new chapter! :D
So the majority of the poll is more on the 'Yes' side, so I'm sorry to those of you who really don't want it, but I'm pretty sure it's going in. Don't worry I'll put warnings before and after the… uhm… 'content' so you can skip over it and continue reading the chapter. :) Thanks so much for everyone voting, and if you haven't voted yet, I'll keep up the poll for a while longer and you can vote now! :D
I would also like to say this chapter contains the first twist in the story. BE PREPARED. XD. Hope you like it!
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Love can touch us one time and last for a lifetime, and never let go till we're gone… ~ My Heart Will Go On, by: Celine Dion
Now perfectly dressed in a beautiful dark blue dress with a light scarf, Mother and I set off to see the captain.
The walk to the deck was short and silent, as we both didn't really know what to say to each other after the whole dressing incident. We haven't had a real conversation really after Dad died anyway, it's not like I was missing out on much.
We finally arrived at our destination, and the captain greeted us with a big, warm, welcoming smile. He had hair as white as snow, and his beard matched.
"Hello!" He said brightly. I smiled politely back, and my mother introduced us, "Hello Captain, I'm Valencia Martinez, and this is Maximum Ride."
I smiled politely at him again. "Very nice to meet you both," he said.
And then we calmly walked down the deck, weaving in between crowds of people milling around.
"Sir? Sir!" I heard a young man's voice say. He quickly ran up to the captain and handed him a slip of paper, in a low voice (obviously not low enough since I heard what he said…) he murmured, "There has been more iceberg sighting Captain."
The captain's eyes narrowed for a millisecond, before his carefree face broke out again. He quickly grabbed the piece of parchment and stuffed it in his pocket. I looked at him worriedly; iceberg sightings could never be a good thing…
The captain noticed my expression, "Not to worry!" He said with another smile, "We are well prepared for icebergs," his face brightened, if possible, "we're actually speeding up!"
I nodded at him, reassuring that I was fine. And we continued walking, and were soon joined with Mr. Andrews and Dylan.
I need help. Or counseling. Or something. Or I just need to see her face again…
See, I've become somewhat of an addict. I'm addicted to Max and her beautiful face and dirty blonde hair. But… there's a small issue. I'm 3rd class. She's 1st class. Therefore, it's kinda hard to talk to her, as we saw before when I was 'escorted' away.
It's quite annoying.
But today, ooh today, I needed to see her and talk to her. She had some things she needed to hear, and that no one was going to tell her. That's my cue.
"Mmm…" He mumbled, napping on the bench on the 3rd class deck.
"Iggy!" I yelled, and pushed him for more effect.
It did nothing.
"Holy crap," I muttered. Sucking in a deep whoosh of air, I screamed, "IGGY!"
He bolted up in bed, "WHAT? WHO DIED?"
"No one… yet."
He sighed and rubbed his eyes, "What do you want Fang. I was sleeping. I was comfortable, and you just rudely interrupted—"
"Yeah, yeah, okay," I interrupted, "listen, I need your help to get to the 1st class deck."
He raised his eyebrows.
Frustrated, I sighed and pulled on his arm, "C'mon." Then I proceeded to drag him to under the 1st class deck.
"Let me stand on your back," I stated simply.
"At least take me out to dinner, first. Gosh…" He said sarcastically.
"Dumbass, just let me get on your back."
"Alright, alright…" He said softly before going down on all four under the railing.
Gingerly, I put one foot on his back, pressed a little more weight on it, then put on my other foot and was standing.
"Take a longer time, please," Iggy said in strained voice.
I winced, "Sorry man."
And I quickly climbed onto the 1st class deck, sliding skinny body under the bottom railing. Getting up hastily, I ran to the other side of the deck and noticed a jacket and hat, sitting all by themselves on a chair.
Well, they won't be that missed… I thought and snatched the items of clothing. I put on the jacket, which was at least a size too big, and buttoned the first two buttons. Then I put on the hat. Hmm…
I licked my fingers and quickly slicked back the remaining hair showing behind my ears. That's better.
Now then… off to find Max.
Soon after Dylan and Mr. Andrews arrived, the captain had to leave. We said our farewells and the tour of the ship continued, this time with Mr. Andrews as our tour guide.
"Mr. Andrews?" I said. "Forgive me, but I just did the sum in my head and the number of life boats times the capacity… forgive me, but it seems there's not enough for everyone on board."
Mr. Andrews smiled, "You don't miss a thing, do you Max? And, well, about half actually." He answered my question, "I suggested that we add more lifeboats but some people felt the deck would look too cluttered. I was overruled."
I frowned. Did people not realize that could save lives if there was ever an accident in the future? I mean, cluttered deck space over death? I shook my head.
Dylan laughed and hit one of the lifeboats we were passing by, "Wastes enough deck space as it is, for an unsinkable ship."
Mr. Andrews ignored Dylan, much like I usually do, "Sleep soundly Max! I built you a good ship," he promised with a smile. Then he walked ahead of me, directing my mother and Dylan.
About to follow them, I suddenly found myself being gently pulled into a nearby empty room. I looked up and saw the beautiful - … just Fang.
"Fang…" I started, and tried to run out the door, but he was too quick and stopped me.
"Fang, this is impossible… I can't see you," I said. Even though I uttered the words, I didn't want to believe them myself.
Fang didn't budge, he backed me up into a wall, yet I knew he wasn't going to hurt me.
"No Fang, no," I said firmly, though my heart was saying something else.
He still didn't move.
"Fang… I'm engaged. I'm marrying Dylan. I love Dylan," I told him. I was lying. I knew it. He knew it. Hell, I'm pretty sure the world knew it.
"Max…" Fang started, "you're no picnic, alright? You're a spoiled little brat even." I looked away, but he pulled my attention back, "But under that, you're most… amazing, astounding, wonderful girl – woman – that I've ever know."
I can't stay here… I… just… "Fang—" I moved to leave again.
"Let me just get this out!" He told me. "You- You're amazing!" He was having trouble with his words now.
He suddenly sighed, "I'm not an idiot Max, I know how the world works. I've got ten bucks in my pocket, I've got n-nothing to offer you. I know that." He was starting into my eyes, and I was having trouble looking away…
"But I'm too involved now… you jump, I jump, remember?" He said. "I can't turn away without knowing you'll be alright." He stated simply.
I gulped, "Well I'm f-fine. I'll be fine. Really." I sounded very unconvincing. I always was a horrible liar…
"Really?" He whispered, "I don't think so." His voice was now rising, "They've got you trapped Max! And you're gonna die if you don't break free. Maybe not right away because you're strong but…"
Tears were now welling up in my eyes. C'mon Max! He just said you were strong. Prove it. Don't cry.
Fang's hand came up and gently cupped my cheek, his thumb caressing my cheek bone.
"Sooner or later… that fire that I love about you Max, that fire is gonna burn out." He finished.
I gulped in air a few times, before finally finding my voice to say something. "It's not up to you to save me, Fang," I said quietly.
His eyes still staring into mine, he nodded, "You're right. Only you can do that."
Grabbing his hand that was still on my cheek, I slowly pulled it off. "Leave me alone… I'm going back."
And I ran out of the room. A single tear rolling down my cheek. I couldn't look back, I couldn't, because if I did, I knew I would stay.
Eventually, I found my mother, Dylan, and Mr. Andrews again. And later, well now, I was having tea with Mother and her friends. They were talking about the wedding. My wedding.
"Max decided she wanted lavender…" I heard my mother telling them. I decided? When did I ever decide that? Actually, when did I ever decide anything in my life?
Looking over to the side, I saw a young girl, maybe about ten or eleven. Her mother was criticizing her posture, making the girl sit straighter. It reminded me of when I was that young. I couldn't help but feel bad for the girl, knowing that she would have to go through a life of people making decisions for her, having to be a perfect wife. What everyone expected you to be, when really, you were the exact opposite. When was I going to make a decision for myself?
"Excuse me," I said softly, and calmly got up from the table and walked out the doors, and soon found myself on the deck, running as fast as my feet could take me.
And I saw him.
He was leaning over the railing in the very front of the ship, seemingly staring off into space.
I smiled, and calmly walked up behind him, "Hello, Fang."
He turned around suddenly, his beautiful eyes widening.
"I changed my mind," I told him.
He smiled brightly at me, and I walked closer to him.
"They said—" I started, but Fang put a finger to his lips and said, "Sshh… give me your hand." He reached his arm out, waiting for me to grab it.
I took his hand, and he pulled me closer, "Now close your eyes," He said and I hestitated. He smiled softly, "Go on!" He urged. I closed my eyes.
He pulled me along, "Now step up." I gingerly stuck out my foot and met a railing. Slowly, but surely, I was standing on the bottom railing. Soon, going rail by rail, I was standing on the top rail, my eyes still closed. I was shaking, either with anticipation or fright, I wasn't sure.
"Keep your eyes closed…" He whispered from behind me. I nodded and laughed lightly.
I heard him take a deep breath, "Do you trust me?" He asked.
I nodded and said, "Yes." And I really did, and I hope he heard that in my voice. And soon I wasn't holding on to anything, he was unfurling my arms away from my body, and out like a bird. I laughed loudly this time. It almost felt like flying.
Fang put his arm around my waist, holding me steady on the railing.
"I'm flying!" I shouted suddenly.
He laughed, "Not yet…"
Confused by this statement, I chose to just ignore it completely and love the feeling of… being free, for once.
"Do you trust me?" He asked me again.
"I trust you, Fang," I told him, it was difficult to keep my eyes closed at this point.
Suddenly, the grip he had on my waist tightened, and I felt my feet leave the railing. There was more wind, and it was all around, not just hitting me face-forward.
It was the most wonderful feeling I've ever experienced.
"Open your eyes."
I opened them. And I was… flying. Like, actually flying! We were floating right above the water in front of the ship.
I looked up to see Fang, he was holding me tightly, and two jet black, powerful wings were pounding against the air to keep us moving.
"I know," He said.
"But you have—"
"I know," he said again. My mouth wide open, I didn't really know how to react.
"I trust you Max, and this is who I am," he told me. I nodded, at a loss for words.
"I trust you, Fang," I told him, hoping the statement would tell him that as… strange as this was… I still… loved him.
I did not just think that.
But… I did. I did love him. Gently, I maneuvered myself in his arms so I was facing his face. I gingerly put my arms around his neck, and finally brought our lips together. He was frozen at first, but after a second or two, his lips began to move as well.
And that's how that went, Fang and I started kissing for the first time, me in his arms as he was flying with a beautiful sunset in the background. It was the greatest moment of my life.
And it was also the last time Titanic ever saw daylight.
AN: I told you I would add a twist! Did I ever say it was All Human? NOPE! Mwahahaha. Well, I hope you liked the twist! And I'm sorry for people who wanted it exactly to the movie, but c'mon, I had to add some Max Ride good stuff in there! Please review on your way out! :D
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