Do you have any prompts for a hero trying to run from an antagonist?
1) “I can do this all night,” the antagonist said. The hero hurtled in the other direction, lungs burning and limbs trembling with exertion. The antagonist appeared in their path again, watching them with some amusement. “What do you reckon would be more funny - running you into a dead end like a rat in a maze and watching you panic, letting you keep going until you literally can’t move another step, or just finishing it now and showing you how useless this all is?” The hero snarled at them, too breathless for words. They kept running. “Excellent point,” the antagonist called after them. And at each turn they appeared again, sometimes just when the hero had finally convinced themselves of having got away.
2) They thought they’d got away. They’d been so careful, traveled so far, left everything behind and it had been so long that they’d started to believe… The antagonist sprawled lazily on their bed, watching them, as they stepped out of the shower with a towel wrapped around them. “I wouldn’t try and run again,” the antagonist said. They looked the protagonist up and down, raising a brow. “I imagine it will only get awkward for you. I got bored waiting so I picked out some clothes for you - change so we can go. Unless you’d like to go like that?”
3) “Tell you what,” the antagonist said. “I’m going to unlock this cell - and give you a chance to run. Every check point you manage to hit, I’ll let one of your friends go. How does that sound?” “Like there’s a catch.” The antagonist laughed. “No catch. Just good security. I’ve been meaning to test it out so I may as well let you debug the kinks for me. Maybe once you’re done we can have a proper chat, hm?”
It’s awful. This film only takes half, at most, of what Maximum Ride is about. Let’s rhyme it off.
- The house in the mountains is supposed to be the safest and most comfortable place the flock has ever been to. They. Do. Not. Want. To. Leave. Angel gets captured when the flock are ambushed by a team of Erasers with a CHOPPER while out picking wild strawberries near their secret house in the woods, where they are not cooped up inside all the time; they can go outside and fly around freely.
- Max’s first encounter with Nudge in the film is her threatening and yelling at Nudge. Max is their mother figure; she doesn’t yell at the flock, with the exception of Fang.
- They mis-aged all the characters. Angel is supposed to be 6, Gazzy is 8, Nudge is 11, and Max, Iggy and Fang are 14. Not so in the film.
- Max NEVER had the files on their identities hidden in the house. Ever. Those were found by the flock at the school much later in the storyline.
- When the flock abandoned the house and went on the run, all 5 (not including the captured Angel) were on the way to Lake Mead. Max split from the group to help Ella (the unnamed girl who Max rescued in the film), who was being bullied by several boys, and not from some drunk boyfriend, as Ella is also only 14.
- When Max is shot, Dr. Martinez, who is a VET and not a DOCTOR, examined her and discovered Max’s wings due to the fact that the bullet injured Max’s wing as well as her shoulder. Max was x-rayed and her chip was found in her FOREARM. Dr. Martinez and Ella both know about the Flock and their avian-hybrid capabilities, and in the film, they’re left in the dark and are barely a blip on the plot-line map. Max is then made to wait at somewhere around 3 days before her wing is healed enough to fly to Lake Mead.
- When Max catches up to the flock at Lake Mead, the flock are staying in a CAVE. Not a cabin, with food and warmth and beds. A cave. Eating stolen food out of dumpsters and snacking on some chocolate chip cookies that Dr. Martinez made for Max before Max left. They learn new flying techniques from the family of hawks that nest nearby.
- It appears that all of the flock have chips embedded in them somewhere, as the School seems able to monitor their physical statuses.
- Max is meant to accidentally kill Ari in a one-on-one fight in the sewers below the School while escaping with the flock and several other able-bodied recombinant DNA kids, and Total, the talking dog. Jeb finds Ari as Max is leaving the tunnel behind the rest of the pack, and as Max is flying away, he yells after her that she killed her own brother. Whoops. Way to forget a super important plot twist.
- Max’s first encounter with the Voice, the thing that showed her all those images of her childhood and New York at the end of the film, is supposed to be VERBAL. It’s the VOICE. It speaks.
- They neglected to mention that Ari, Jeb’s son and the main Eraser character of the film, is only 7 years old, and aged physically due to his DNA being effed with when he became and Eraser.
- Angel does actually speak. She doesn’t say a word in the film until almost the end of the movie. She does actually talk.
- Max sees none of those images about her childhood or about a file. She sees images of New York and the word Institution repeated over and over. That is the only clue they have when they set out for New York.
- Nudge is a much more happy-go-lucky character than she is portrayed as in the movie, where she is an emotional, angsty teenager.
- Wtf was with the casting choices, dude? Max needs to be way move average build, not a toothpick. Toothpicks can’t hold their own in a fight against superhuman wolf-men. Fang needed long black hair. Iggy’s wings were supposed to be white, as were Gazzy’s and Angel’s. Not to mention they were all several years too old for their characters. Ew. Just ew.
Other than all that, the pacing was terrible, there was no sense of urgency to the film, and no real sense of danger in the scenes where Angel is being experimented on. The tests in the book were portrayed to be much more severe, and they were more like rat-in-a-maze type tests than intellectual, solve-the-equation type tests.
Also, the scars on their backs are complete BS. The wings fold up small, close to their backs. Not INTO their backs. They don’t just go poof. Sorry. Way to avoid any of the potentially-accurate sciencey bits, Mr. Director. I can’t believe James Patterson signed off on this bullcrap.
Summary: Seventy years has passed and the world has changed. You thought you were moving on until Steve Rogers asks you for a favor which leads to a discovery that will change everything. So much for retirement. Sequel to “A Girl Worth Fighting For.” Bucky Barnes x Reader
Words: ~1200 Warnings: Language, maybe. Tags at the end
AN: GUYSSSSS. I’m so happy for all of the amazing responses this story has gotten, and I’m both sad and relieved for it to come to an end. I hope you guys enjoy the final chapter of A Man Worth Fighting For <3 <3
Steve Rogers was not a particularly vindictive man. Revenge never turned out well, and he knew that fighting something unwarranted was not the right thing to do. He was a protector, a virtuous and kind man who only fought to defend others. Of all the battles he’d ever been in, he told himself that he was doing what he had to do, even if he didn’t like it. Fact of the matter was, he did not like bullies.
Brock Rumlow was a bully, and that meant he needed to be taken down. This was what Steve repeated in his head as he stared out the glass of the elevator, watching as the ground came closer and closer. The sun spilled pink and purple hues across the vast expanse of well-manicured lawn, shadows stretched long. As he stared, he noticed something moving in the distance and watched carefully. A smile stretched on his face when he realized it was you, sprinting along a path that led from the compound to the sea of trees surrounding the area.
Continuation of this ridiculousness - starting here, two,three, four,five,six (that last one courtesy of Cordria). One more after this and I think we’ll have it in the bag!
Mom reappeared, phone in hand, lips pursed as she waited. “Hello, Vlad? It’s Maddie Fenton.”
A pause. Irritation flickered across her features. “Yes, I’d imagine. Between the three of you the liquor stores have made a killing. Now call up your limo driver, or a cab, or whatever it takes to get your hungover ass here immediately. You have some explaining to do.”
Without waiting for a response, she slammed the phone down on the receiver. Danny and Jack winced in unison. They both shrank in their seats as Maddie’s glare turned on them.
“I thought I might need to have this talk with you, Danny, but Jack…” she sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. “Alcohol will not solve your problems. Trying isn’t just dangerous and irresponsible, you will regret it. You’ve essentially poisoned yourselves and I don’t feel the least bit sorry for you.”
Danny nodded meekly. He could feel yet another round of nausea swirling in his stomach.
“Vlad’s coming in a few hours and I will hear exactly what he said to you two. Until then you will sit, and wait, and we will sort all this out. Don’t go anywhere,” she warned, then disappeared back up the stairs.
Silence grew thick between them. Danny snuffled. Jack shifted and his chair groaned. Danny’s pulse thudded in his ears, distorting everything into a hazy, warped version of itself.
“I’m sorry.” Jack said again, at last. He squeezed the bridge of his nose, closing his eyes. “I thought it’d be better this way.” Better to science nerd over him in secret like Danny was some kind of rat in a maze, wandering around not knowing what he was doing–or even what he was? That was better?