This is a fan fiction of a Maximum Ride series. This will take turn after the ANGEL book. Nothing like the NEVERMORE here.

WARNING:

This can contain scenes that are out of your expectations and may hate me for reasons. But buckle up and enjoy the ride.

Contains:

Max-Fang

Ella-Iggy

Note: I do not own Maximum Ride series. it's James Patterson's

*Max's POV*

This was it. This was really it. My dreams were all coming true. Being with the one's I love, with Fang beside me, and in a place together with the whole flock: me, Fang, Iggy, Nudge, Gazzy, and Angel, my mom, Dr. Valencia Martinez, and my half-sister Ella.

This day was a very special day for me. After fighting the whitecoats, the cretinous DNA mingling bonkers, and a very long leading of the Gen 77 kids, I couldn't picture what my future would be. But here I was now, a 20 year-old bird kid, in my wedding gown, to be married to my perfect other half. 5 years seemed to be like forever. I thought I was going to die in that war. The war between the Gen 77 kids and I.

Painful memories came rushing back to me. I had experienced terrible happenings in my life. it was dark and tragic. my past seemed to be the last thing I wanted to visit again. A tear rolled down my cheek. Seemed like my being stoic couldn't really do anything when so much pain crushed my heart. Cause I rarely cried. But now, my tear ducts kind of like, had its own life.

"Max?"Someone called. I wiped my cheek with the back of my hand and turned around, seeing Nudge in her wonderful dress. "Is everything okay?"She asked. Maybe she heard me sniffling awhile ago.

"Yeah, of course. What will be not okay?"I smiled at her, giving the most effective fake smile I'd ever constructed. Being the flock leader,(well, taken over by Angel, and taken over by me again), is a hard work. I needed to look strong for the flock even if I were dying a lot inside. They needed to see me strong.

"I know something is up."Nudge said, giving me the puppy dog look that sometimes I thought of her ability to deceive people. "What is it, Max?"

Now, it was gone. "Well, I was having bad memory attack."I uttered, wanting to slap myself badly for being such a rattle mouth.

"Max, it's not your fault."

"No, it's not that."I frowned and sat in front of my dresser, looking at my well-made up face. So totally unlike me. "It's just too painful to forget."I sighed, feeling depressed as ever. Nudge put her hands on my shoulder, leaving warmth as she smiled at me at the mirror.

"Anyway, it's already past and it's your wedding now and nothing else matters."She hugged me and left.

*Flashback 5 years ago*

It seems like the whitecoats were finally out of the picture and it was just me and the Gen 77 kids with Dylan by my side. Dr. Hans was dead so the Germany thing didn't really happen and Dylan respected me. He loved me all by his heart and he was willing to die for me. I was still not admitting what my feelings for him were. The world was so messed up and Fang was back and it really confused me. Like, Fang left me and Dylan didn't. I couldn't choose. You know I couldn't.

The whitecoats were losers. They thought the Gen 77 kids could be the future. But they were wrong. As always. They were just too full of themselves and thought they can be the savior of this planet. One day, I was woken up with the kids I was leading breaking in my house.

The flock and I stormed out of our rooms and headed to the busted full-of-enhanced-beings living room.

"What's the problem?"I snapped groggily, still a bit shaken up. There were more outside. And when I said more, you will think about, a gazillion of them. "Georgie, what is it?"I asked the oldest of them. (I knew because she had the oldest face. She even looked older than me. But who exactly knew?)

"Max, yesterday, a bunch of kids suddenly had this some kind of unusual mark."Georgie said, causing my brows to knit. "It started yesterday. On me."She zipped her track suit down to her chest and showed me her neck. I gasped, louder than I planned.

"Ohmygod."I muttered and looked at Angel, my mind reading baby, then at Nudge, then at Iggy, who was supposed to be at the boys' house just around our perimeter but rather, he stayed here just in case Ella visited. Yeah, that's right, Ella, my half-sister. Since the hypnotizing of the Doomsday group, they became closer and suddenly, they already felt themselves falling in love with each other. As simple a s that. "Guys?"

"Didn't think it would happen."Nudge said, open-mouthed. A miracle that that was the only sentence she had said.

The Gen 77 kids were oblivious of what those numbers meant. I guess the whitecoats didn't really think they'd have. Well, I did too. Cause so far, my neck was date-free.

"Me neither."Angel muttered.

"What's happening?"Iggy asked. Oh, I still always forgot that he was blind.

"Iggy, they're already marked." I whispered to him so the Gen 77 kids wouldn't panic. But then I wished Angel had just done it mentally.

"Marked?!"Georgie exclaimed. God, I forgot she had a golden hearing. "What do you mean marked?"

"Can you think of something that can pertain to those numbers, Georgie?"I asked, letting her figure it all out by herself. She shook her head. Well, another defect. They weren't as intelligent as us. But anyway, I didn't expect them to think. Living a life that's too good to be true can make you full of it. "It's a date."I bit my lip, as I watch them think it over. I think the others already got it, seeing their shocked faces.

"For what?" "Like a tattoo?" They buzzed and buzzed until I couldn't take it anymore.

"SHUT IT!"I shouted to get their attention. I was their leader. I had every right to shout at them. "It's an end date, okay? An expiration. Everything those whitecoats made has them. I've seen them. I even watched my brother die because of it."I could see angry faces, and suddenly, the room busted with noise again. I closed my eyes tightly, holding back the stinging tears until I couldn't take it anymore and scurried off to my room, sitting on the floor in the corner and sobbed. I sobbed as I remembered the day when Ari died. He was Eraserfied, yes. He always tried to kill me, yes. But he had helped us get away when I knew for myself that we couldn't and he would always be my brother even if he connected me to Jeb. Jeb was one of the whitecoats that I loathed then he took us away from the school, then disappeared and again, it turned out that he was experimenting on us, doing tests. I didn't care what those tests were for. The point is, he was a deranged nutjob traitor.

I wiped my tears and got up to stare outside the window. How lovely. The world was partially destroyed. There were no trees , at least for now, cause I'd already told the remaining people that survived the "apocalypse" to help each other rebuild the broken shelter. Fang also helped, by sending messages and creating stuffs in his blog. Wondering if there was still technology? Why yes, my friend, everything the science had left remained. Only the living things were destroyed: the forests, the atmosphere, the water streams, all. Where were we getting foods, you ask? well, other people that were not hypnotized by the doomsday group sort of, had a back up plan. they saved seeds, took care of the animals, and constructed an underground water system, that I still doubted on how they made it all through. I'm also thanking the bright-but-not-evil scientists who invented an advanced water purifier that is up to its 777th stage. Even I was fascinated of how people really evolved (not enhanced, by the way).

Thank God, everyone just agreed and became eager to get back on their easy life. The others were already happy on where they were. While me, Maximum Ride, the leader of the flock and Gen 77 kids, didn't have any escape area anymore. The trees where I always went when I was upset you-know what-happened-to-them and became just trashes that littered the forests. Oh, if you could only see it, you would rather just die.

*Flashback ends*

I looked myself deeply in the mirror. Everybody said I was beautiful. But I doubted it. Sometimes when I looked in the mirror, the eraser-Max would appear in front of me again, causing me to go in hysteria and be paranoid again.

"Max."Mom called, ripping my thoughts from me. "It's about time."She said.