Okay so if you don't know already, I took over this story which was originally written by googlefish, so all the credit should really be going to her because I was her idea in the first place. I hope all you guys reading it out there enjoy it, and if you could be so kind as too throw in a review that would be totally awesome, and would get me so stoked, anything is accepted, encouragement…criticism…heck even 'this story sucks' kind of reviews, but I do prefer the encouragement one more.

Disclaimer: I don't, nor will I ever own Maximum Ride, though it would nice, right next to ruling the world…

Chapter 1:

Do you know how lucky you are? With all your perfect lives, and happiness, and comfort?

Well, I don't. Because I'm a mutant bird-kid. I spend my time making sure five other kids are healthy and safe. And when I'm not doing that, I'm saving your lives. Even though I'd survive when you die. On top of that I'm constantly being hunted down by blood thirsty Erasers who try often to kill me and my flock, and do I get a break, do I get to just lie in bed at night only having too worry about school and what I'm going to eat. I don't think so.

So, that doesn't seem very fair, does it? Yeah I didn't think so.

And instead of saying, "Oh my gosh, thank you so much! You're awesome!" I get this: Twenty people in front of my mom's house with signs chanting, "Only God can create kids! Only God can create kids!" (A/N This is an actual quote from The Lake House) I swear if they came one more night I would end up doing something I would greatly regret later on.

"Max don't worry. The CSM will figure this all out," Mom said in a soothing voice. I nodded in response, too angry to say anything out loud.

Not only was I not normal, I was in misery because of it. And I brought misery to everyone around me, sometimes I just wanted to be normal, too see how the world would cope if they didn't have me to save their sorry little butts every time.

Max! Don't think like that. If the world didn't have us it would blow up or something like that. The School would take over and that would be very bad. Angel said. She was so cute but she could be a pain, especially when she was reading other people minds and putting in her own input! I though back. Angel smiled and walked away, I knew she was right though. I just wished I could be normal just for a day or two.

I wouldn't be surprised if the flock though the same, I mean, yes flying is awesome, but it dose come with a price.

By the way for all of you who don't keep up, the Flock is Fang (Mr. Tall Dark and Silent), Iggy (The blind pyro chef), Gazzy (Pyro and…smelly kid), Nudge (A motor mouth), Angel (the angelic devil), and Me (of whom you'll figure out later).

They had been my family, even after I found my mom,( who I didn't know was my mom till later but that's a long story you should read before you start reading this). They always would be. It was like Fate always made us come back together. We are an odd group, but we are as close as anyone could be, inseparable, though sometimes one of us dose trail off somewhere, only to come crawling back.

When Iggy had found his parents, they turned out to be people who just wanted to make profit off him.

When the Flock split in two, we got back together.

When the group split because I decided add a dying Ari to our group, the boys came flying back, even though they might not have agreed with my decision.

When nudge tried to find her mom, she came back with a slightly broken heart that together we mended.

Every time we split apart, we got back together. Sort of nice, isn't it? No matter what happens your family gets back together. But my family is bunch of Mutant freaks getting yelled at by people like you.

I sat down and rested against one of Ella's many chairs, sighing, and ready to go punch one of the chanting guys right in the nose, maybe a nice round house kick would make the re-think this whole protesting thing.

"This sucks." Iggy said sprawled on one of the couches, messing with several wires, I didn't even want too know what he was making now.

"Yeah I agree, but we can't do anything that will make the CSM look bad." Fang said as he leaded against a wall, near the darkest corner in the house, which was still filled with a little bit of light.

"It's not fair, everyone at school keeps talking and saying stuff about you guys, it just makes me mad." Ella said drinking what I assumed was punch.

"Well, I don't know about you guys but I'm going out there to talk to them, at least get them to take a chill pill or something." I caught Gazzy running to the other room and Angel following him while Nudge ducked the couch. Fang just shook his head

"Are you sure that's smart?" he asked

"Why not?" I said annoyed. He only shrugged as I slowly walked out and opened up the door, staring right into the heart of the chanting crowd. Several people booed and yelled, and I clenched my fists but held back, knowing one wrong move and there went the CSM's reputation.

"Hey!" I yelled out catching the crowds attention. "Look if you guys don't leave I'm going to call the cops and what not. We have a family in here who wants some peace and quiet and if we don't get some, we usually get really bad-tempered, and believe me you don't want to see us cranky." especially me I added in my head.

They chanted stuff like "Only God can create life!" and "No more Freaks" and my personal favorite "We love all Mutants." Well, maybe not the last one, but whatever. If they chanted nice stuff, I just might be a little nicer then I was about to be.

"Go back to the lab you came from!" one guy yelled, and there went my patience, which was about as thick as a piece of rice paper to begin with. I shot into the air and landed right in front of him, tucking in my wings neatly ad grabbing him by the shirt collar.

"Look, if you want to say something, say it too my face otherwise get you butt off my moms lawn." I said under my breath giving him the look I only saved for my fights with Fang. I dropped him and he ran off, but not before several people took my picture with him in my hands.

I rolled my eyes, honestly are people that brainless, you see me and cameras, we didn't exactly get along. All they do is take stupid little pictures that you print out on a small piece of paper, and then leave to rot on your dresser until it finally disintegrates.

Violence is not the answer. Oh, hello voice, you know you really did pick bad times to just chime in; maybe you should call back later I said, grimacing as another headache hit me hard.

Find another way to solve your problems, there are always two paths, its up to you too chose the right one. It said in that all knowing voice it had. Okay, so I'll find another way. We will all sit down cross leg and chant to a sitar playing in the background closing our eyes and finding our inner peace. Not! Honestly, now was not the time for fortune cookie sayings.

I sighed and spun around drop kicking one guys camera, while I reached out and smashed another one. All we needed was the morning paper with my picture in it.

One guy tried to sneak off, but I flew into the air and came down on top of his bag, listening as his camera and cell phone went crack under my sneakers. I managed to get all the cameras then went back to the porch and stood on a small crate.

"Now that all your stupid cameras are destroyed, I suggest you all go home, before I decide to kick more then just your camera or maybe my brother Fang will get annoyed and do something worse." Like that was going to happen I said holding back a smile as the majority of the crowd broke up and drove off. Only ten stayed holding up their signs and calling out things like "We don't want freaks in our neighborhood."

Sometimes life just decided it hated me; all I wanted was to be normal and have life look down on me a little less often.

Be careful what you wish for the voice added. Honestly, all I wanted was a little peace and quiet for once, I mean even my mind wasn't private.

In the distance the warm spring Arizona sun began to set in the distance, casting deep shadows on the dry ground. It seemed as if for a single second the world was set on fire, burning orange and yellow like big fireworks on the fourth of July. How's that for poetry?

I turned and walked inside slamming the door behind me and plopping myself on one of the big oversized couch chair thingies in Ella's living room.

"Iggy, can you please get rid of all the diehards on the lawn." I said closing my eyes and rubbing my fore head.

"I though you said we can't do anything to make the CSM look bad."

"Well it's a little too late for that. I really don't think it will make a difference, just please don't mess up the lawn, Mom worked hard to get it as nice as it is." I said trying to ignore the constant chanting that still went on outside. I was giving me a major headache on top of having to share my head again.

The CSM dose not work for the ultimate goal, they work toward helping a hopeless race. Great, now the voice had an opinion, that's all I needed, an added opinion in my head. What's next, telling me I should have Iggy and Gazzy blow up the world? Please. Like that was going to happen. My goal was to save the world not destroy it, though taking break would be nice.

I heard Iggy stand and run up stairs, calling out to Gazzy at the same time. A few seconds later I heard a loud boom! And several screams. I smiled and listened as Iggy and Gazzy yelled with success. The cool thing about having to pyro brothers is that they clear a field faster then the fastest sprinter can run.

I could hear mom running into the living room, along with Ella. I looked up to see both of them with flour and dough on their aprons, and a spoon in moms hand.

"What was that?" She asked as Ella ran to the window.

"That was Iggy and Gazzy getting rid of the remaining crowd.

"Remaining? What happened to the others?"

"Well…"I started

"Wait, I don't even want to know. Just make sure I don't see you in the paper." Mom sighed and I smiled weakly, slowly standing up and going up stairs to the room I shared with all the other girls.

"I'm going to go take a nap," I announced.

"Okay. Sleep tight! Dinner will be ready in an hour." She said heading back toward the kitchen.

"Don't count on me." I said sleepily, I had had a long day, and I wasn't in the mood for food, even if I required more then the average human.

I trudged up the stairs and plopped down on the makeshift bed I shared with Angel. I closed my eyes, hoping that my headache, and all my worries would just melt away.

So, again big thanks goes out to googlefish for lending me her idea, and the story. Like I said before, reviews are greatly appreciated. Hopefully I can get the next chapter if I'm not too busy planning on world domination (I think the last time me and my friend got together to plan, we decided that flying ninjas would be the best approach) yes I'm crazy, insane, whatever you want to call it. I don't care if I am, cuz if I wasn't, I wouldn't do the tricks I do on a snowboard, and I wouldn't be writing right now, I'd probably be in class like the good little girl I'm not.

-Mo