This is an all human fic. i never understood the reason of making all human fics b/c that would defeat the purpose of making it a fic b/c all you would really have to do is change the names and you'll normally have an original story. I guess you don't understand somethings until you have a really good idea for one. And Total can't talk - he's too much of a Drama King for me to allow him to talk, plus, if he could talk, then it wouldn't be all human. I love Total and all, but you have to admit: he IS all about the drama. Also, Ella is not her biological sister, but she is in the story. Sorry if you don't like Ari, I don't either but I'm trying to make this work, so he's in the story too. I basically have Max's view on Jeb: confused, may be good, but still don't trust him.

Also, I'll be using some names from Twilight because I like Twilight (Though Bella gets a little too whiney for me and Maximum Ride is way better in my opinion ... though it would be better with more FAX in it but no use in crying over things you can't change -- that's why they created fanfiction, right? Haha)

Fang won't show up for a while, sorry ya'll but this, being a story, you sometime just have to wait to get to the best parts, right? I'll try my best to update as much as possible, I'll do some parts that aren't in Max's POV but third person. I'll let you know, though.

Disclaimer: I - sadly - do not own the characters. Just the plot ... I think.

Alright, now I hate long AN (but this was kind of necessary so that ya'll [yes I'm southern -deal with it!:D] won't be asking me as many questions) and I know ya'll want to read the story. Well, let the story begin!

Enjoy and give me feedback on how I can make this story better and please don't say by bringing Fang into the story sooner because that's just not going to happen.

Chapter 1 -- Max POV

The red and gold leaves crunched under my feet and I breathed in the fresh fall air. The sun shone brightly through the trees. I scanned the area around me. Total, my black Scottie, had his nose to the ground.

"Maximum Ride!" I froze and all the happiness I was feeling drained from my body, leaving only the cold feeling of dread. I heard angry footsteps behind me and a voice (AN: No, it's not THE Voice, it's more like her concious ... sorry if I spelled that wrong) in the back of my head told me to run, but my body was paralyzed and I couldn't move even if I wanted to.

And, trust me, I wanted to.

The footsetps grew louder and my body stiffened as they stropped behind me. I could feel the breath of my father, Jeb Batchelder, (Sorry if i spelled that on wrong too, but I'm just too lazy to check in the book to make sure) behind me. I didn't move a single muscel. I didn't breath a single breath. Heck, I didn't even blink unless I had to.

Total walked up and sat in front of me, panting and wagging his tail. He was so sweet. Loved anyone and everyone at first look, no matter what they've done or what they are or what they have or don't have. That's the best part about animals: They love you purely for who you are. Nothing more, nothing less.

My lungs felt like they were going to explode and I let out the air as quietly as i possibly could. My mother died a year ago from cancer. Her parents had died from old age, leaving me with one blood-related relative. Leaving me with Jeb.

Jeb only turned abusive when my mother wasn't there. Now that she has left the earth, getting abused is like a daily routine. My escape was school. I had no friends -- I have already been labled as the weird, nerd of the school.

"Get your ass inside." Jeb growled in my ear. "Now." I obeyed, Total followed me.

I walked through the back door and to the stairs. As I climbed up the sixteen steps, Jeb yelled at me and hit me in the back of my head, hard. As I was half way up the second flight of stairs, Jeb ran forward and up the stairs.

"I'm gonna rip your teeth out of your skull!" He roared. I ran up the rest of the stairs, made a sharp turn right to my room. I quickly closed the door of my walk-in closet and used all my weight to barracate the door, panting in fear and my heart pumping what felt like cold blood through my veins.

I felt vibrationsgo through the door s Jeb banged his fists aginst the wood and try to open it. He almost did, too. The door cracked open a few decimeters but I just barely managed to close the door again. A few more bangs and the door flew open, throwing me bach against the wall from the force.

I slid down to the floor and looked up at Jeb, who was standing over me with an expression of pure rage - I could practically see the steamm blow out his ears. I cowered back against the wall as much as I possibly could.

"Get up!" He ordered me. I obeyed with shaky legs. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see thet the door was open wide. Jeb started yelling at me, but his voice see me kilometers away. Adrenline pumped through my veins as I ducked below his arm and ran down the stairs as if my life depended on it.

Then again, maybe my life did depend on it.

My feet hit the hardwood floor as I ran for the door. I was almost there. My hand reached out for the doorknob, but Jeb's hand grabbed the back of my shirt as he tripped and fell to the ground, hitting his head on the wooden floors hard and bringing me down with him.

Luckily for me, I had quicker reflexes than Jeb. I quickly twisted my upper body and crossed my arms below my head, protecting my skull from the devestating blow. The moment I was down, I was back up again. I made for the door, but then I noticed that Jeb hadn't even moved. I froze on the spot. I didn't move closer to him, I didn't dare to.

There was a knock on the door and I opened it cautiously. On the other side of the door stood a police officer.

"May I help you?" I asked, my voice shaking a little.

"Yes, is a Mr. Batchelder currently present?" Asked the officer in a very formal manner.

I hesitated. "I'm not quite sure ..." The officer raised one eyebrow.

"You're not sure?"

"Yes, well ... you see ..." I opned the door all the way, revealing Jeb laying, face-down on the floor.

The officeer started yelling into his communication thingy and ran over to check his pulse. A few moments later, he stood up and I pressed myself against the wall, not knowing what to expect. Jeb was a firefighter and he hurt me, I couldn't possibly know what this officer would do.

"What happened?" the officer asked in a calm voice. I remained silent.

"What happened?" the officer repeated, still I did not speak, staring at the body on the floor.

"Look, Miss ..."

"Maximum," I said quietly, answering his unspoken question. "But I like to be called Max."

"Max, then, I need you to tell me what happened."

I slowly looked the officer in the eye. "Is he ... Is he ... --"

"Dead?" the officer interjected. "Yes, I'm afraid he is."

The last thing I remember is whispering. "Thank God."

Then, everything was black, gone, and nonexsistant.

That's the first chapter. Tell me what you think. Next chapter Carisle comes in! Tell me what you think.

-- MaximumRide95