A/N: Hi, I'm Anne Taylor and this is my first fic. Well, at least the first fic I'm publishing. I'm freakishly protective over my stories so posting something on FanFiction is a huge step for me.

Disclaimer: I'm not James Patterson. I own nothing, except for the plot and my characters.


Preview:

The woman frowns. "Kids, I don't think they know."

"Don't know what?" I demand, starting to get impatient.

"That it's over. The experiment is complete. You're in the real world now."


Falling

We were surrounded. Hundreds, thousands of Erasers were coming at us from every direction. I looked to my right. Gazzy and Angel were both still fighting hard, but I could see that their punches were getting weaker. Iggy was making and detonating bombs by the dozens, but the Erasers kept pouring in. I had to do something, fast. Think, Max.

Suddenly I was free falling five-hundred feet. I tried to pump my wings, or at least pull them out and slow my fall, but it was like they weren't even there. My first thought went to the Flock. I tore away from my panic to look around and found them falling too. That's when I noticed that the Erasers were gone – all of them. Not a single one was in sight. Not in the sky, not on the ground, nowhere.

Speaking of which, why haven't I hit the ground yet? I looked down to find that the grass that was below me just a moment ago had disappeared into darkness. What's happening? The sky too had faded away into darkness. I called out for the Flock, but they were nowhere to be seen. I was falling and there was nothing I could do about it. That's all I could remember before I too was swallowed by the darkness.


A/N: Reviews are love. Constructive criticism is always appreciated.