My first Maximum Ride fanfic. Well, actually my first fanfic! Hope you like it!

I apologize in advance for

Bad grammar (I am my own editor, if that explains anything...)

Confusing dialogue

Not including my OCs. They will be found in later chapters.

Fax, Eggy, Nudge/OC

~Max POV~

"That was sooooo awesome!" Nudge squealed as she entered the Martine household. "I lovvveeee Justin Bieber! He sang sooo good, like OMG, I'm still dancing!"

"I know! Did you see his hat? It was soooo awesome!" Ella replied, reaching an octave that made Total whine in agony.

"I know, right? It looked like it was made for him, it probably was! Who's his stylist? OMG! It must be a really good one!" Nudge rambled eagerly.

"Just taking a guess here, you guys had a good time?" I asked them, already knowing the answer.

"It was sooooo much fun, Max! You should like, totally come next time! Even though you like emo music or something, what kind of music do you like, Max?" Nudge managed to say without missing a beat. I honestly have no idea how she manages to say all of that without breathing. It's beyond me.

"I lik-,"I started.

"TEXT!" Ella screeched. I could hear Total muttering something along the lines of 'kill Bieber, Ella Nudge die' from the den.

I sighed. At least they had a good time. Sadly, my night hadn't been as eventful.

The phone rang, nearly scaring me half to death. I gripped the granite counter, shaking, and peered at the little caller-ID thing.

Why the hell was he calling?

"What. Do. You. Want?" I said, trying to sound as hostile as bird-kidly possible.

"Hello to you too, Maximum. I must say, I'm glad you answered the phone."

"And I've been regretting it ever since. What's your point?" I really had no patience for him. I had wasted all my daily patience points when Gazzy decided it would be a genius idea to blow up my iPod in the Martinez's backyard. After flames, police, and Angel having to convince the police that flames were normal in backyards, my patience was 100% gone.

"Don't worry, all in good time."

Typical.

"How have things been in the flock lately?" he inquired. Nosy, yes. Very. He almost tore us apart, and now he's wondering how things are going?

"Oh, just dandy."

I wasn't being sarcastic (for once). Things had been going oddly smooth around here. Minus the whole Gazzy-iPod-police thing.

"Excellent, because I have quite the surprise for you, Max."

"Wait, don't tell me. The pony I wanted when I was seven. Little late now, isn't it?"

"Very amusing, but no. Did you know that Itex has succeeded in traveling through time?"

"Sorry, I cancelled my subscription to Evil Science Weekly."

"We have been experimenting with recombinant DNA life forms again."

"Fascinating," I muttered, clicking a pen, bored with his science-talk. I mean, they've only been messing with innocent people's DNA, since when, forever?

"There are more of you, Max."

I dropped the pen in pure shock. My mind was reaching light speed as the pen clattered against the tile flooring of the kitchen.

"What the hell are you saying?" I barely managed to whisper into the cordless phone.

"I'm saying there are more successful 2% avian hybrids in the world. And they will be arriving at your current household by 5 o'clock tomorrow evening. I will be escorting them. I will be seeing you soon, Maximum."

He hung up. That jerk didn't even give me time to think, no time to ask the questions racing through my mind.

My mind littered with swears, I called a flock meeting.

How was it? Good, bad? Review and tell me!

They are all at different ages, FYI

Max, Fang, Iggy - 17

Ella - 15

Nudge - 14

Gazzy - 11

Angel - 9

Sorry if the ages are off, I'm not really sure how old Ella is, and Gazzy and Angel might be a bit off.

Next chapter will be flock meeting/possibly OC POV!

~Kia