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Those of you who hasn't read the Maximum Ride series yet,I feel sorry for you guys cuz you're missin a hell lot'a things in life. This is why:

"Dear Max-
You looked beautiful today. I'm going to remember what you looked like forever. And I hope you remember me the same way-clean,ha ha. I'm glad our last time together was happy. But I'm leaving tonight,leaving the flock,and this time,it's for good. I don't know if I'll ever see you again. The thing is Max, that everyone is a little bit right.
Dylan's a little bit right about how my being here might be putting the rest of you in danger. The threat might have been just about Dr. Hans,but we don't know for sure. Angel is a little bit right about how splitting up the flock will help us all survive. And the rest of the flock is a little bit right about how when you and I are together,we're focused on each other-we can't help it.
The thing is,Maximum,I love you. I can't help but be focused on you when we're together. If you're in the room,I want to be next to you. If you're gone,I think about you. You're who I want to talk to. In a fight,I want you at my back. When we're together,the sun is shining. When we're apart,everything is in shades of gray.
I hope you'll forgive me someday for turning our worlds into shades of gray-atleast for a while.
You're not at your best when you're focused on me. I mean,you're at your best Maxness,but not your best leaderness. I mostly need Maxness. The flock mostly needs leaderness. And Angel,if you're listening to this,it ain't you, sweetie. Not yet.
At least for a couple more years, the flock needs a leader to survive, no matter how capable everyone thinks he or she is. The truth is that they do need a leader, and the truth is that you are the best leader. It’s one of the things I love about you.
But the more I thought about it, the more sure I got that this is the right thing to do. Maybe not for you, or for me, but for all of us together, our flock.
Please don’t try to find me. This is the hardest thing I’ve ever done in my life, besides wearing that suit today, and seeing you again will only make it harder. You’d ask me to come back, and I would, because I can’t say no to you. But all the same problems would still be there, and I’d end up leaving again, and then we’d have to go through this all over again.
Please make us only go through this once.

I love you. I love your smile, your snarl, your grin, your face when you’re sleeping. I love your hair streaming out behind you as we fly, with the sunlight making it shine, if it doesn’t have too much mud or blood in it. I love seeing your wings spreading out, white and brown and tan and speckled, and the tiny, downy feathers right at the top of your shoulders. I love your eyes, whether they’re cold or calculating or suspicious or laughing or warm, like when you look at me.
You’re the best warrior I know, the best leader. You’re the most comforting mom we’ve ever had. You’re the biggest goof ball, the worst driver, and a truly lousy cook. You’ve kept us safe and provided for us, in good times and bad. You’re my best friend, my first and only love, and the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen, with wings or without.
Tell you what, sweetie: If in twenty years we haven’t expired yet, and the world is still more or less in one piece, I’ll meet you at the top of that cliff where we first met the hawks and learned to fly with them. You know the one. Twenty years from today, if I’m alive, I’ll be there, waiting for you. You can bet on it.
Good-bye, my love.
Fang
P.S. Tell everyone I sure will miss them."

I seriously cried after reading this. I know,I know,I'm an idiot,I cry reading stuffs that doesn't even exist,so sue me!

James Patterson (c)

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Those of you who hasn't read the Maximum Ride series yet,I feel sorry for you guys cuz you're missin a hell lot'a things in life. This is why:

"Dear Max-
You looked beautiful today. I'm going to remember what you looked like forever. And I hope you remember me the same way-clean,ha ha. I'm glad our last time together was happy. But I'm leaving tonight,leaving the flock,and this time,it's for good. I don't know if I'll ever see you again. The thing is Max, that everyone is a little bit right.
Dylan's a little bit right about how my being here might be putting the rest of you in danger. The threat might have been just about Dr. Hans,but we don't know for sure. Angel is a little bit right about how splitting up the flock will help us all survive. And the rest of the flock is a little bit right about how when you and I are together,we're focused on each other-we can't help it.
The thing is,Maximum,I love you. I can't help but be focused on you when we're together. If you're in the room,I want to be next to you. If you're gone,I think about you. You're who I want to talk to. In a fight,I want you at my back. When we're together,the sun is shining. When we're apart,everything is in shades of gray.
I hope you'll forgive me someday for turning our worlds into shades of gray-atleast for a while.
You're not at your best when you're focused on me. I mean,you're at your best Maxness,but not your best leaderness. I mostly need Maxness. The flock mostly needs leaderness. And Angel,if you're listening to this,it ain't you, sweetie. Not yet.
At least for a couple more years, the flock needs a leader to survive, no matter how capable everyone thinks he or she is. The truth is that they do need a leader, and the truth is that you are the best leader. It’s one of the things I love about you.
But the more I thought about it, the more sure I got that this is the right thing to do. Maybe not for you, or for me, but for all of us together, our flock.
Please don’t try to find me. This is the hardest thing I’ve ever done in my life, besides wearing that suit today, and seeing you again will only make it harder. You’d ask me to come back, and I would, because I can’t say no to you. But all the same problems would still be there, and I’d end up leaving again, and then we’d have to go through this all over again.
Please make us only go through this once.

I love you. I love your smile, your snarl, your grin, your face when you’re sleeping. I love your hair streaming out behind you as we fly, with the sunlight making it shine, if it doesn’t have too much mud or blood in it. I love seeing your wings spreading out, white and brown and tan and speckled, and the tiny, downy feathers right at the top of your shoulders. I love your eyes, whether they’re cold or calculating or suspicious or laughing or warm, like when you look at me.
You’re the best warrior I know, the best leader. You’re the most comforting mom we’ve ever had. You’re the biggest goof ball, the worst driver, and a truly lousy cook. You’ve kept us safe and provided for us, in good times and bad. You’re my best friend, my first and only love, and the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen, with wings or without.
Tell you what, sweetie: If in twenty years we haven’t expired yet, and the world is still more or less in one piece, I’ll meet you at the top of that cliff where we first met the hawks and learned to fly with them. You know the one. Twenty years from today, if I’m alive, I’ll be there, waiting for you. You can bet on it.
Good-bye, my love.
Fang
P.S. Tell everyone I sure will miss them."

I seriously cried after reading this. I know,I know,I'm an idiot,I cry reading stuffs that doesn't even exist,so sue me!

James Patterson (c)