Hey, my third fanfic, so tell me what you think. And if you have any suggestions, if anything needs improving, don't be afraid to tell me. I respect constructive criticism. And encouraging criticism as well. Nice reviews never hurt anybody! And you WILL be seeing the flock members in this, for those of you who were worried about that. (Hint; hint)

Chapter 1

Kayden pov.

"Guys, we have to go." I yell at them and look back to see the flyboys still following us. "Now!"

"Aw. Come on, Kayden," Eli grins sheepishly, "I think we can afford to tease 'em a bit."

"Eli, we're leaving right now, and that's that!" Jeez, he was such an idiot! I swear half the time he just wants to get us killed.

We start flying at top speed back toward our currant hideout. Well, we had a different one practically every day. We were on a mission. Not for Itex, but for ourselves.

"Find Maximum Ride," Jeb had said moments before he had been shot, "Find her, and you will find your destiny."

Well, it all seemed like a load of crap now. We'd been searching two years now and not even a trace. Some hybrids we are. And I don't even know what the girl looks like or who she is. Sure, I had heard the stories, back at the cages in Itex when we had been allowed free time in their new facility called the Dome, basically a big indestructible dome in which all of us hybrids were allowed to 'socialize'. There were adults there who had told stories of Maximum Ride, a so-called legend. She had saved practically half of humanity.

Of course not many of us believed it. We thought the people telling the stories were just trying to get a good laugh out of us. But when Jeb had told me that, while basically lying on his death bed, I thought maybe they weren't lying. I mean, why would Jeb tell me that if it meant nothing? Knowing him it could just be to confuse us. But who knows?

About a year after Jeb had died I escaped from Itex with several others, and now we were searching for the Flock. The Flock, as everyone calls them now. It's said to have been twenty-five years since Maximum and her flock saved the world.

But I'm just some fifteen year old who's been on the run for too long, accomplishing nothing. I don't even have a last name. It's just . . . Kayden. There's nothing else to it. Jeb had said that was the name I was born with. But he wouldn't say more than that. I have no clue who my parents are, and neither do any of the rest of my flock.

My flock consisted of me (Kayden), fifteen. Eli, fourteen. Jennalie, fifteen. Ryker, fifteen. Shawn, eleven. Morrie, thirteen. Matt, sixteen. And Ray, twelve.

Matt was the leader.

We arrive at our currant campsite, we have a new one practically every two days, sometimes more often than that. Actually sometimes we've only stayed at one campsite for no more than a few hours.

I look around our area in annoyance. It looked like we would be moving locations, again. Figures. The little clearing was completely destroyed. Meaning they had found it. Itex and all their flyboys and techs. Techs are Itex's new creations of torture pretty much. Techs are basically insanely unfairly enhanced erasers. Seriously, it would take all of us to defeat ONE of them. And just barely. They have no weaknesses.

"Where to now?" I ask Matt.

"Umm, Colorado." He replies.

"Why Colorado?" I ask.

"You've heard the stories." He says. "They all said that Maximum's flock lived in Colorado. I did some research the last time we were at the library. I think I know where their house might've been. They might be there, they might not. It would have to be isolated from a lot of people so they could've flown freely. Probably quite a bit of land. Out of the way, not really near anything. Somewhere in the mountains would probably be my guess."

"Matt! You're a genius!" I exclaim.

So we start flying with Matt directing us as usual. Ryker flies up next to me. "Are you starting to think this is all pointless? Like chasing a myth?"

I look at him, with his soft blonde hair rustling as we fly and his blue eyes sparkling, and nod. "I've been thinking that from the day we've started. But you know what Jeb said. That we'd find our destiny. I dunno, I just keep hoping they're real. Think about it. They might know who our parents are."

He smiles slightly. "Yeah, that'd be cool. But thinking and hoping is different than reality." He drops down below me to talk to Jennalie. I look straight forward.

For a while I just kind of zone out but then, hours must have passed. Matt yells out to the rest of us, "There it is! Land!"

Directly below is us a house, sort of shaped like an E. There are forests everywhere, no civilians anywhere around here. The place is completely blocked off from the world.

We land and the front door is open. The windows are all cracked and broken. There's vines growing all over the house, the wildlife slowly taking over.

Basically, in other words, the place looks like it's been abandoned for decades.

We take a step inside and then the door slams shut behind us and techs jump out from everywhere. "Hello Kayden." One of them says. He cracks his knuckles. Here we go again.

"Hello tech-head. How may we be of service today?" I snarl.

The tech motions for another two to take his place by the door and he waltzes over around us like a shark circling its prey. "Oh, nothing really. Today we're only making you go into a crate." He sneers. The other techs chuckle deeply.

"Sounds like fun. Why don't you get in to test it out first? I'm sure the white coats would be very angry to realize that we were suffocated to death by accident before they could get their needles in us."

The tech pretends to consider this. "Well, I'm sure they would also be very angry to learn that their head tech was suffocated too."

"And they'll be even more upset to find you've been beaten to death by a fifteen year old girl." I say and then everything spins into motion. I kick him hard in his gut and he whips his hand out and grabs my arm.

I twist myself to the right and elbow him in the ribcage. He doesn't even wince. I knew this was a lost cause but I knew I had to give it a try.

The tech turns my arm in a strange and painful way and presses me against his stomach, allowing me no free access of will.

The tech nods to his buddies and they capture the rest of my flock in a matter of moments.

The eraser holding me throws me to one other tech and he holds me tightly. The head tech turns to his fellow techs, and us, and says, "Okay, load 'em up boys. And make sure the 'Queen' here get's treated equally." The techs laugh at this.

I give him a death glare. I had always wondered why they treated me as leader when Matt was in charge of us. They always would direct questions to me, snarl jokes at me, and treat me the hardest.

They shove us into a couple crates in the back of a moving van. The crates were dark and dreary and dank. I was in a crate with Ryker and Matt. I could barely see my hands in front of me.

Ryker bangs on the steel crate roughly. He pushes against the wall. He kicks it with his foot. Nothing happens. We weren't going anywhere.

There will be an appearance of a flock member in this next chapter. Yay, right? Please review and tell me what you think. Yes, there will be Fax in this story. So review, review, review. -Kristen