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Max's mom, Jeb, and Dr. Hans can't fly so they try to carry them. Iggy and Nudge get caught in the wire and begin to free fall, Max catches her mother, but Jeb is falling. Gazzy tries to catch him, but is too weak to support the weight, Jeb tells Gazzy "the human race will have to die, to save the planet Before he plummets to his death Dylan catches him.
Angel, and Gazzy then help stabilize Iggy and Nudge. Everyone lands relatively safe. In the confusion Dr. Hans disappears. Dylan and Max go to look for his body, but do not find him. They stop by a school on the way and snipers shoot at them.
Max thinks that they are "whitecoats" but Dylan saw with his super vision that they were kids without eyes. They then camp out in a part of a cave where Dylan tells Max about the constellations. Max begins to get more comfortable with Dylan and eventually falls asleep beside him, with his arm around her shoulder.
She notices how well her body fits in with his and calls it a "perfect fit" Angel finds Max and Dylan and they go back to the Gen 77 headquarters where the three of them encounter the "kids without eyes" again.
After a brief fight, Max, Dylan, and Angel get a closer look at the children.
In reality, they have eyes all around the middle of their head, giving them degree vision, hence the aim. The Gen kids then tell Max and the others that they are more advanced and that they need to "kill the humans" to make the world better.
They then proceed to attack the group again. Max, Dylan, and Angel are able to get away but while they are flying, they notice a familiar face.
They land and find Mike, the computer guy, under the hypnotic spell of the Doomsday group. When they get home, Ella and Iggy are under the spell also. They are able to revert him to normal with a cold shower and some mind control by Angel.
Martinez have disappeared without a trace. They all reluctantly come to the conclusion that they are involved with the Doomsday Group. They make a pact with each other to never again trust a grown-up. The group finds Ella at a campfire, singing a song about saving the earth.
They are able to capture her and change her back to normal, but they quickly lose her again. She leaves a note saying that she was meant to have wings. In California, Fang's gang is not getting along so well. Maya and Fang have a conversation in which Fang notices some minor differences between the two. Maya is softer than Max, easier to talk to. She is also more vulnerable, emotionally. Fang is about to kiss her when the rest of his gang attacks the two with Cheez Whiz.
Soon Fang surprises Max by calling her, saying that he needs her to meet him in San Diego. Fang isn't very happy because Max would rather throw Dylan in his face and Max is mad because Fang would rather throw Maya in Max's face. Fang is "mad" at Dylan because he is "Max's perfect other half". The reason that he wants them to meet is because he has found a convention where it is said that the Doomsday Group will be.
Coincidentally, Max and the flock have also been looking at this group for the past little while.
Both groups meet at the hotel where "Fang's Gang" is staying. They start of with all of them having a meal, but soon Fang and Max are throwing Dylan and Maya in each other's faces. This ends with them flying out and talking about how they felt. Shaking my head, I opened my eyes and gasped. The boulder had obliterated the space where I had just been lying, but beyond that, the top of the volcano was now shooting off a thousand-foot column of liquid fire and smoke.
Then the sky started to rain blazing rocks, big ones, and I snapped back to attention. I leaped to my feet, frantically grabbing backpacks and scooping up the scattered tools that were all we had left. Ordinarily, I would be annoyed at being bossed around by a mind-reading seven-year-old, but the terror behind her words made my throat dry up.
I looked back at the volcano. Considering the size of the boulders it was hurling out of its crater, conditions could be even deadlier farther down the mountain. What was I thinking, leaving my family?
Forget the tools—I had to run! My mouth filled with the taste of deadly sulfurous gas, and as it tore at my lungs I wheezed, choking on my own phlegm while glowing bombs fell all around me. I stumbled through the ash and rubble, tripping again and again, but I kept going. I had to get back to my flock. Another hundred yards and I would be at the meeting place. Pumping my legs, I took the turn onto the rock outcropping at top speed. And sailed toward a river of boiling lava.
As gravity took hold and I felt myself starting to drop, my avian survival instinct kicked in automatically. A pair of huge speckled wings snapped out from my back and caught the air, swooping me aloft on a hot, acrid updraft. I quickly wheeled back to the outcropping and closed my highly flammable wings. He came and stood next to me, his paws stepping gingerly on the hot ground.
His small black wings were tucked neatly along his back.
Did I mention that everyone in my mutant flock had wings? Yup, even our talking dog. Gazzy came out and nodded up at the volcano with seriously misplaced admiration.
This is just the start of it. Fifty feet wide?
But see that molten mudslide rolling toward us? Fang was already grabbing up the backpacks. Always calm and always competent, he was the steady rock to my whirling tornado.
I rushed to join him, trying not to wince as my burned hand throbbed. Fang was my true love, but Dylan had literally been created to be a perfect partner for me: It would be against his nature not to protect me if he could. It was both endearing and maddening, because, hello?
Now Dylan touched my burned hand so tenderly that for a second I forgot about being tough and was just grateful for his help during the chaos. He nodded at the other kids. But be careful, okay? He cocked an eyebrow and I flushed. I opened my mouth to say something, but he was already reaching past me for the backpack Dylan had left. He knew me better than anyone, so he knew when to leave things alone. When I nodded, he unfurled his huge black wings, then leaned down and picked up Akila. Trying not to breathe the poisonous air, Fang leaped up and took off across the steaming river of molten rock.
Nudge, get ready. Total, wings out. The air was so toxic I could actually feel my lungs shriveling. It was a short, hard flight. There was a fierce swirling wind from above that pushed us down almost as hard as we pushed up against it.
The lava below us burned a deep red-orange, and as it took in more oxygen, it crackled loudly and started to spit. It took all my strength to stay aloft as my flight feathers curled up in embers. I blinked away tears, trying to spot my flock through the sizzling smoke and steam.
The skin on my ankles started to blister—I was literally being slow-roasted, and I prayed that the others had made it across. You are in a cool place.
You are in Alaska. Cool air in your lungs. I saw Fang emerge from the steam, a dark figure carrying a large dog. Everyone else was across now, but I veered back over the river of lava to do one final sweep, make sure we had everything. My neck snapped sideways as a red-hot rock smacked into my head, and before I knew it I was careening down again toward the smoking, burping mouth of hell.
Our feet sank into the far bank just before the mudslide surged into the river.