Disclaimer: How many of you actually thought that I own these fabulous characters? Anyway, for those who are oblivious of the ownership of Max and her friends, James Patterson owns them all. I'm just controlling them for a while.
Chapter 1
Maximum Ride was no murderer. In fact, she despises people who rips away any type of life for no absolute reason. However, as someone in the police force, she understands and respects the necessity to kill in order to save others. But to take away an innocent life from the world for personal pleasure or greed was inhumane.
If anyone would tell that to the officer reading out the Miranda rights to her, she would gladly kiss them. When she had finally agreed to go on a vacation in Hawaii with her best friend, the last thing that she had expected to happen was to be arrested during her second day there.
"A nice relaxing week. Nothing would go wrong. Yeah, famous last words Nudge, famous last words." Max muttered as they shoved her into the vehicle.
When somebody had knocked on the door, she had expected it to be one of Nudge's boy toys (God only knows how many she has) and Nudge, being her forgetful self, neglected to tell them that she was out that day. However, much to Max's surprise, she was met with a hard surface of the hotel's wall instead of ogling eyes of a teenager the moment she opened the door.
"Maximum Lowe Ride, you are under custody as a suspect of murder." was said and was even accompanied with the dramatic effect of the handcuffs clicking shut at the end of the sentence.
"Gee, the first time someone actually got my full name correct was when I got arrested. I should get a new name but first, note to self, never stay in a hotel without a peep hole." was the first thing that came into Max's mind as she forcefully kissed the wall.
How was it?
P.S: This is just the prologue, next chapters would be longer . . . I hope.