Hey y'all guess who's back with another Maximum Ride fanfiction? JayJay! Anyway, I am back, it's been so long since I finished Forgetting Yesterday but to let you guys know. This Is NOT a sequeal to that story I wrote. I haven't gotten around to the sequel. This is a BRAND NEW story. That I hope you enjoy.
The main characters will be Max, Fang and Iggy (in a sense, you'll see soon why). But the other flock members will be in this story quite a bit too.
This is completely AU and there are NO wings. It's all human.
I hope you like it and enjoy!
Discalimer: I don't own Maximum Ride especially with the ending of Nevermore! Ashaskfhdsfjhdfg!
Prologue: Surprise?
July 15, 2012
They say friendship lasts forever, at least with your true friends. But is that really true? Can friendship withstand any obstacle thrown your way? Can it honestly last forever?
Maybe with fate, and with those absolute true friends. Maybe then a friendship can last.
But at the time being it seemed friendship would not last for the "Troublesome-Ride Trio" of Arizona. In fact, it had already been broken off by two of the three friends, leaving the third and youngest stuck in the middle.
First there was Maximum Ride. The oldest and leader of the trio. Max has wavy brownish-blond hair and piercing brown eyes. Eyes that could see into every lie and trick; especially after her parents divorce when she was ten.
Max was defiantly a leader and not a follower. She felt it was her duty and pride to protect others from any harm. Some would say the leader ability came naturally for Max, and she was just born to lead.
Those people would be correct.
Now when Max was eight-years-old she met a boy names Nicholas Raven, otherwise known as Fang. Fang never really liked his name to begin with and deemed himself Fang, at the age of six and-a-half.
Fang was the typical mysterious new-boy-next door. He was quiet but bold; shy but daring. When Fang had first moved to Arizona with his foster parents and siblings, Fang had remained in his backyard for almost the entire summer. Climbing his large oak tree and sitting there silently, all alone for days on days.
Until finally Max had enough. She had walked straight to the fence and attempted to talk to the new boy. For a whole week, Fang simply ignored Max completely. Which resulted into Max leading to names calling and threats.
At the end of the week, Max was ready to call it quits until fang climbed the fence connecting their yards. From there he uttered two simple words.
"Name's Fang."
From that day forth a beautiful friendship had begun.
But their friendship wasn't sealed or complete until about two years later when Max and Fang were both ten.
The summer of '04, to the left of Fangs house, a house had been sold. The family had begun to move into the house immediately; moving trucks coming and boxes piling on, early into the morning. Fang's foster parents and Max's mom went to greet the new neighbors right away. Fang and Max, however, were reluctant. They decided to spy on the neighbors from Fan's giant oak tree.
To their surprise, the neighbors had a son. A strawberry-blond, nine-year-old son. The boy was very timid, hiding behind his parents legs shyly, while the movers moved them in.
To Max and fang the boy looked like a nerd. He had on a pair of glasses over his stunning blue eyes (they had to admit his eyes were beautiful). The boxes the boy seemed to care about were filled with wires, electronics and gadgets. So he was a nerd, and Max and Fang left it at that.
However, after almost two weeks they were forced to introduce themselves to the boy. Their parents had been furious they hadn't done that yet. He could probably use some friends, being the new kid.
It turned out the boy was not so timid around Fang or Max. A bit shy, yes, but not timid or scared. The learned his name was James Griffiths, or Iggy as he preferred to be called. And this boy was a genius.
Iggy could build, create or fix anything. He could take apart a T.V and put it back together and make the T.V work better.
Previous ideas that Iggy was a nerd were pushed aside. Forgotten. He was actually pretty cool!
From that day forth the "Troublesome-Ride Trio" was born. Causing mayhem and mischief for years to come in the small town in Arizona.
It seemed like a friendship that would last.
Atlas, as people grow older and times change, so do the people. Along with their friends.
Max, Fang and Iggy remained best friends up until their sophomore year in high school, when they were fifteen. By then the social latters and spectrums were forming, breaking apart groups of friends. Everyone had their own clique to go to.
Max and Fang were both victims of the social spectrum. The two were just on opposite sides of the latter. Causing them to drift apart.
Fang found himself hanging out more with the rebels and troublemakers of the school. The silent but loud kids that caused major mischief at the school and were often looked down upon by the "Popular Kids".
Which was where Max found herself.
Max was defiantly on the top of the school. Max was loved by many and jealous of her insane leadership skills. They loved the way she always spoke her mind about really anything, not caring what other's thought. Not to mention Max was very good-looking, without even trying.
Guys adored Max. Girls followed her. Max was living at the top of the high school food chain. Being captain of the girl's soccer team and volleyball team also helped her.
As the years went by Max began to hate Fang's rebellious attitude and life. Fang hated how self centered the popular kids were. Eventually, they grew apart just hating each other; no longer best friends.
And Iggy was stuck in the middle sadly.
Iggy didn't belong to a specific clique or group in high school. He usually kept to himself – more so now with Max and fang always fighting – at times. But Iggy got along with everyone. People from all different social groups liked Iggy and enjoyed talking to him.
But with his sarcastic, sexist, humorous attitude, Iggy never fit in with one specific group. He was an Iggy so to speak. He wasn't A Popular, or A Rebellion, or A Nerd, or An Athlete. Everyone just got along with him and enjoyed being around him.
Iggy was still friends with both Fang and Max. They both still loved being Iggy's friend very much. But that was it. It was either Fang and Iggy or Max and Iggy. It was never the three of them anymore.
And that was what Iggy missed the most.
So here they were; now eighteen-years-old, graduated from high school and about ready to head off to college.
Tonight though, Iggy was driving Fang to Max's graduation party of the century. Fang however, was not a happy camper. The dark haired boy grumbled darkly from the passenger seat.
"Tell me again, why I am going to one of their parties?" He grumbled flipping his hair. Iggy sighed eyes focused, behind his glasses, on the road. In reality he only wanted Fang to go, so he could see Max and him one last time before they all went to college. Surprisingly all three of them were going to the same college, but that did not mean they would see each other every again.
"Because, everyone is invited. It'll be the last time we can really hang out before college, and I really didn't want to go alone." Iggy said once again. Fang just sunk lower in his seat and Iggy swallowed thickly. "Besides you promised we could do whatever – let me repeat – whatever I wanted for my eighteenth birthday. And this is it." Fang snorted from his seat but cracked a smile.
"So you want to go to someone else's loud party for your eighteenth birthday dude?" He asked. Iggy chuckled, shifting in the driver seat.
"Bingo. Come on man, you gotta live a little!" Iggy exclaimed. Fang on the other hand, rolled his eyes unenthusiastically. "Dude, we're off to college! Who knows what'll happen then? This could be the last opportunity to have fun and party!"
"Sure it will. Isn't college all about parties?" Fang chuckled. Iggy shrugged parking the car on a side street.
"You never know what could happen." Iggy said softly, almost so Fang couldn't hear him. Fang raised and eyebrow at the solemn birthday boy but he didn't question it.
"Alright let's get this stupid thing over with." Fang sighed opening his door. Little did he know that this, stupid thing, would change his life forever.
Oh god Iggy, why do you always get yourself into messes you regret in the end? Iggy thought desperately. The party had already ended, living up to it title of being the party of the century. Right now, he was driving Fang and Max home in the same car.
And both were drunk.
Max had held the party at her boyfriend, Dylan's, house. So she needed a ride home, with the blond haired god cleaned up. Right away, she drunkenly went to Iggy.
Now a drunken Max and a drunken Fang in the same car were not only annoying, but probably the stupidest idea Iggy had ever had. It took all of his strength and might to not bang his head on the steering wheel repeatedly.
Even when they were drunk of their asses, Max and fang still hated each other.
"Igggggggyyy! Are we hoommme yet? Max slurred from the backseat. Iggy was going to kill the morons that smuggled alcohol into the party, one day. " I cannot beeee seen with thaaattt loooossser!" She pointed in Fang's general direction. Fang scoffed with a weak hiccup.
"Why d'ya ississt on bein' annoy-oying." He hissed drunken;y. Max snarled rolling her head to the side. With a stupid grin, she leaned over and slapped Fang across the cheek. Hard.
Fang grunted but then proceeded to punch Max's arm. In a matter of seconds Max and Fang were full on fighting in the back seat of Iggy's car, much to Iggy's annoyance. Of course he had to be the responsible one and stay sober.
"Knock it off you guys! Hey!" He barked into the rearview mirror. The two drunken idiots ignored their friend, continuing to fight.
"He-He started 'dis!" Snarled Max, kicking Fang's leg. She yelped when Fang slammed a water bottle on her head.
"No y-you diiid bitch!" Seethed Fang. The two growled at each other, yelling out names and throwing punches.
"Guys! Quit fighting! Stop it!" Iggy yelled trying to hide the panic in his voice. They were beginning to get rough; what if the accidentally hit him while he was driving? He could barely see the dark road as it was, he really didn't need any other distractions. "I have to drive! Please, stop fighting!"
Iggy didn't see the on coming head lights when he turned around, or hear the car honk. He didn't see the oncoming car. But Max and Fang had.
And it was too late.
"IGGY!"
"Look out!"
Max awoke to an unfamiliar white ceiling. She also registered the throbbing pain in her arm, head and chest. Blinking slowly, Max looked around the room.
An oxygen tube was around her face, in her nose. She had an IV stuck in her arm and she could hear a heart monitor beeping. So she was in a hospital?
Wincing Max slowly sat up trying t figure out why she was in a hospital. Head pounding through her skull, memories slowly came back to her.
The party. Iggy driving her home. Her and Fang fighting. The car heading straight into another. And then nothing.
She couldn't remember anything after that.
"Oh, baby! You're finally awake!" Max heard her mother cry. She turned to see her mother rush into the hospital room, eyes red and filled with tears. Max frowned for a moment when her mother stroked her hair shakily raising an eyebrow, that did not go unnoticed by her mother. "Oh dear, you've been unconscious for six days. Do you remember anything Max?" Max shook her head looking at her mother pitifully.
"Sweetheart, six days ago you and Fang and Iggy were in a disastrous car wreck. The paramedics found you all unconscious and bloody. You've been unconscious for six days and Fang is still asleep. He hasn't woken up but the doctors say he'll make a full recover."
Max gave a meek nod and sighed. Except her mind began to register her mother's words. She frowned, falling into a small coughing fit before speaking.
"Wait Fang? Mom, there were three of us! What about Iggy? Where's he?" She cried hoarsely. Her mother bit her lip looking anywhere but Max, fresh tears racing down her face. A lump formed in Max's throat and tears sprung to her eyes. She couldn't breathe right then, she couldn't breathe!
"Sweetheart I'm so sorry. But James…Iggy…sweetie he…he didn't make it. James is…Iggy is dead."
With those words Max watched her world go black.
It had been a month since Iggy had died in the car accident. It turns out the other dive of the other car, was even more drunk than Fang and Max and had swerved into Iggy's lane.
The month had been hard for everyone in the school. Especially Max and Fang. Iggy's death caused the two to avoid each other more than ever; even at Iggy's own funeral.
The funeral was the hardest day of their lives. Max had broken down in sobs when she read her speech about Iggy. He was so young! He didn't deserve to die yet! Iggy should be alive!
Fang had become an emotional mess when he saw Iggy's body in the casket. Too see his friend so pale, limp and peaceful in a casket, ready to be buried was unreal. He prayed over and over that Iggy was just playing a cruel, sick joke on him. That he would jump out of the casket, dancing in his suit yelling, "Ha! I finally got you! I got you!"
But of course Iggy didn't move. Not even when they lowered him into the ground. Iggy why? Why did you leave us so soon? You're my best friend. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.
Today though, Max was headed to a private social worker office. She was asked to meet with Iggy's social worker, a tall brunette from his funeral, about something important. It had to do with Iggy's last wishes.
Although, once Max entered the room she really wished she hadn't. For sitting at the other end of the table was Fang. Mouth agape, her hands balled into fists. Fang's dark eyes narrowed when seeing her.
"What are you doing here?" Max snarled, stomping over to Fang. The taller teen crossed his arms over his chest but remained seated.
"I was asked to come here. It has something to do with Iggy's last wishes." Fang retorted dryly.
"You? I was called here for that. Why would Iggy ever have something for you?!" Maybe, Max had crossed the line that time. But she couldn't help it; she was feeling way too many emotions right now.
Fang shot to his feet, boiling in fury, with a look of murder on. "I was his best friend! I cared about him.!"
"So did I!"
"You only cared about being popular!"
"You only care about your friends!"
"You only – "
"Hello you two, I see you're both here. Please, sit." The woman, Melody, opened the door causing Fang and Max to freeze. Both of them flopped into their chair silently as the woman mad her ways over to them, eyes wide in curiosity. She wasn't strange or odd, not at all. What was strange was what she was carrying.
It was a baby carrier.
"Now, my name sis Melody. I am James' legal social worker and I dealt with a will he had created the morning of his eighteenth birthday as an adult." Melody began with a sigh, setting the carrier on the table. A blanket was draped over the front of the carrier, allowing Fang and Max unable to peek in.
"Now, it seems with the death of James Griffiths there is a problem with, ah, some custody. He was eighteen and only had time to will out one request. Which involves both of you, together." Fang and Max shared an expressionless look and Melody rubbed her temple. "This is James' absolute last wish. He wishes for both of you to share custody together."
"Excuse me, custody of what exactly?" Fang said hoarsely eyes never leaving the baby carriage. He could hear his own rib cage pounding harshly.
"Of him." Carefully Melody pulled the blanket off the baby carrier and inside was a little baby boy. But the baby had striking blue eyes, and a thick patch of blond hair.
"Max, Nicholas meet James' five-month-old son. His last wish was that if he died, you both would take custody and care for him."
Sooo, what do you guys think? Is it interesting? And um….hehe please don't kill me for killing Iggy! You guys have to know Iggy is my favorite! I didn't want to but I just had too! *runs and hides*
Anyhow I'm back in Maximum ride but I have 3 other stories I'm currently working on and those are the main priorities. So don't expect frequent updates.
Hopefully I can have a new chapter up by Sunday.
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