Always, Always

Disclaimer: I don't own any of James Patterson's characters, but I do own my characters.

Split Personality: Way to state the obvious, Idiot!

Oh, would you shut up!

Split Personality: I'm not the crazy one!

-- Oh well, on with the story.

Split Personality: Don't you ignore me!!

(Cable's POV)

"Gambia, stop chewing on that! Valcon, can you help me with Gam- oh, for Pete's sake Pierce, get down from that tree! Stat, could you get- oh, where'd Stat go? STAT!!!"

It was so hard to keep up with five mutant children and a dog these days. A fire breathing, flying, talking mutant dog to boot. We trudged through a deep misty fog somewhere in the black lands, or that's what Pierce, the only 13 year old in the flock, called it. We were shrouded in a thick, shadowy fog, illuminated by the moonlight. I heard Stat jump down from a tree. I turned, infuriated, to Stat, who had an I-didn't-do-anything look on her face. I sneered at her, and turned back to face the clearing.

"Cable, why can't we fly?" Asked 5 year old, Pixie, who was the sweetest little girl I've ever known.

"Because, Pix, the Erasers are sure to have choppers. We can't risk it."

She sighed.

"Well…. This sucks." Commented pierce.

"Don't remind." Stat groaned

"Fine, maybe I won't!"

"Fine!"

"I will you two just shut up!!" I yelled, tired of there constant bickering.

"Fine maybe I will…."

"SHUT UP!!!!" As I finished yelling, out of nowhere, an apple, about the sizes of my fist, dropped from seemingly above the tree and hit me directly in the head. "Yowww! Ok, who did that?!"

(Max's POV)

My palm's were sweating, and I was having another Max-sized headache, but I kept up the pace any way. What was I running from, you ask? Erasers, 3.0. Their wings had been shortened to be more arrow dynamic, so flying was out of the questions. They also had giant horns and saber-tooth tiger fangs. I ran faster than I ever had in my life.

"Hurry, up in that tree." Fang shouted, pointing up to a tree.

We all scurried up the tree, where the Erasers ran right past us.

"Yes!" The Gasman shouted. " Out smarted those sons of female dogs yet again!"

"I suppose we should climb from tree to tree, y'know? To stay off the ground and stuff." Fang suggested.

I reluctantly obliged. I hated climbing trees, but I didn't think we should stay on the ground.

I tried to climb from the tree we were on to the other, but broke the branch under me and began to fall. I started to scream, only to be caught by Fang. Fang's so sweet and so- hey, was I just thinking about Fang in that way?! Oh my god! I did!

Don't hide it Max, you know you like fang.

The damn voice again. Listen voice. I don not like Fang in that way!!

Sure you don't max….

I don't!

Just then, we heard some one yelling from under us.

"SHUT UP!!!!"

I was so startled I nearly slipped from the tree, and an apple fell out of the back pack I was carrying.

"Yowww! Ok, who did that?!"

(Cable's POV)

I looked up at the tree in annoyance and curiosity.

"What was that?" Hark, another 14 year old, asked.

" An apple… in a swamp…." I started up the tree, deciding to investigate.

Ok, so before I continue, I'm going to review every member of the flock so there's no more confusion.

Cable (me): Boy. Age 14. Assumed role: Leader

Hark: Girl. Age 14. Assumed role: Secondary Leader.

Valcon: Boy. Age 14. Assumed role: Navigator, deciding where we go.

Pierce: Boy. Age 13. Assumed role: Class clown

Stat: Girl. Age 12. Assumed role: Computer wiz (shocking, isn't it?)

Pixie: Girl. Age 5. Assumed role: Main factor of cuteness.

So that's us. Anyway, on with the story.

I 'm nearly up the tree, when I receive a blow to the face by some one's combat boot.

I fell, and landed on my back with a loud thump. "I'm pretty sure there's some one up there." I remark as I pull my self up off the ground.

Suddenly, a boy with dark hair leapt down from the tree and landed right in front of me. Upon seeing my wings, me gaped.

"Your…. another flock!" He commented, totally surprised.

"Yea… no duh." I remarked sarcastically.

A girl with long dark hair jumped down from the same tree. "Hi… I'm Max. Maximum

Ride."

(Max's POV)

Oh no… he's climbing up now! What do I do, what do I do? I was so aggravated, I shoved my boot out of the bushy part of the tree let it crash into his face. What do I do now?!

(Fang's POV)

Max is totally breaking down. She just her foot in this random guy's face! Geese.

Me, being the cool, quiet and collected one, jumped down to meet the strange guest. What I met down there was a big surprise.

I landed on the ground, only to find the boy had wings! I gaped. So much for cool, quiet and collected…

"Your…. another flock!" I managed.

"Yea… no duh." The boy remarked, obviously not as surprised as I.

(Max's POV)

After hearing what Fang said about them being another flock, I gathered myself and leapt down from the tree.

I landed in front of the boy whose face I had kicked in. Not knowing what to say, I dumbly remarked; "Hi… I'm Max. Maximum Ride.

How dumb is that? It would been better if I had said "The names Ride…. Max Ride." Like James bond. And I probably should have said sorry about the about his face….

Ok, first chapter is done!

Please review! Reviews are like little eggs that hatch into ideas! Wait, what? I should probably shut up, shouldn't I?

Split Personality: Yes, you should.

Oh, shut up!