AN: Ok Everyone, I don't own Maximum Ride. At all. In Any Way, Shape, Or form. Which sucks for me (that was the disclaimer). This is my first FanFic, so tell me if it is good, or if it sucks. I don't mind. If you have any ideas for the story tell me.

Max's POV

I was walking down an alley way, Why? No idea. It was dark, and the alley way smelled of garbage, dead animals, and a variety of human fluids. I was the only person, I mean, Avian American there. Why? I don't know, its always like this.

I was about to head into the door on the left. Its always to the left. Maybe its farther up, or maybe it up some stairs. But the door is always to the left. I don't know why, so don't ask. I mean it. Don't. My hand reaches for the door, like it always does. And then i heard a crack. Like i always do. And ten Erasers spring out from somewhere in the garbage. Like they always do. I quickley punch one in the nose, breaking it. The whipping out my foot and hitting the Eraser in the stomache, he doubles over and i hit him hard on the back of his neck. I hear a crack and he falls down, hard. I step on his back and i jump up. I shoot out my wings and push down with them.

Yes, I'm Flying! I thought. I'll get away this time. But no, this time is like all the other times, one of the remaning Erasers pull out a gun type machine, and aims it at me. He shoots, and a rope jumps out from the front. It wraps around my leg, i lean down to try to untie it, but then i start flying downwards, So i quickly straighten out and fly as high as i can. Trying to snap the rope, but of course that wont happen. Because before i could the Eraser holding the gun yanks down hard. I start to fall, and i relalize that i have lost. I've failed, I am a Failure. And then, i hit the ground with a sickening thud. The Erasers suddenly dive ontop of me. I see one take a chunk out of my leg, and the blood get every where.

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Have you ever had one of those dreams that, when you wake up, you start to yell and scream, and kick and punch? No? Really? Well that was the kind of dream that I had. I woke up, sweating, and i started to attack my pillow. Ok don't judge me, I just really was against me getting eaten by creepy half wolf half human things. And i guess that while i was hitting my pillow, i had started scream very unintelligable words probably something like, " Nowwjusjnf dsfdie jnfdsnsf!!!" You get the idea.

"Max!! Max!!" I heard my name being called, and i paused, then i gave my pillow a swift uppercut. I heard footsteps outside the door. I scream again, and hit my pillow hard in, if the pillow were human and a guy, the area of his... delicates.

"Max! Max? Why are you attacking your pillow?" Fang walked into my room with out knocking, what is it with boys and not knocking? What happened if i was half clothed and they just walked in? Ever thought about that boys?

" I thought," I paused, like i would admit to having a nightmare. " I though there was a snake on it, so i was going to grab it and through it out a window or something." I saw Fang smirk, he didn't believe me. Well He did know me the best, but i would not give him reason to tease me. Or to worry him. So i threw my pillow at his head, probably hard enough to decapitate a human. But it only knocked Fang to the ground.

" Sure Max, a snake, or something. You would tell me if something was wrong right?" Worry crossed Fang's face. He probably thought i had some terrible disease, or i was going crazy because of all the fights we've had over the years ( I'm talking about we the Flock, not we me and Fang). Great.

" Yes, i'm fine. Now get the heck out of my room, you didn't even knock." Fang smiled his lopsided smile that makes my heart race, and walked out the door, as silent as always.

So what the heck was with my creepy dream. I need to figure that out. I need to give my subconscious another pep talk, the last one didn't seem to work. And Fang think I'm a crazy Schizophrenic freak. What could be worse?

I pushed my blanket back untill even my toes were cold, I sat up and got off of my bed, i turned around it pull the blanket back over the pillow and i froze. There was blood on the bed, im pretty sure it was my blood. I stood still, mentally checking if i was in pain. My legs are ok, and my back, no cuts on my arms that i could see, and i knew my face was normal, or else Fang would have said something. What the hell is going on? I thought. Maybe i was bleeding on my back, i just couldn't feel the cut because i am in shock, it would explain why i couldn't see anything.

I heard a gasp, i whipped around and stared at the person in the door way. I was tense and ready to kick who ever's butt had just walked into my room with out knocking. But it was only Ella, so i relaxed. But Ella had a look of horror on her face. I turned to see what she was looking at, but then realized it was the blood on my bed.

"Ella, Is there any blood stains on my back, or cuts or anything? I need to know if i'm hurt." I said very gently, because i wasn't sure how Ella would react. I turned around and felt Ella slowly grab my long night shirt (it reaches my knees) and pull it up. But it wasn't untill she got it over my butt that she let go. I turned around and Ella had a look of amusment on her face.

" What? Ella What is it?" Annoyance was every where in my voice. Ella laughed and then said very quietly " Max, you got your period. It mean you can have kids now." She watched my face go from Confusion, to anger, to embarassment, to frightened, then back to confused.

" What? What does that mean? And why have i never heard of this?!" I whisper shouted. Ella looked at me, and then her cheeks turned red. She turned around to walk away, but i grabbed her arm and pulled her back, so that her face was inches from mine. " Ella explain to me, what a period is, or else I'll tell Iggy you loooove him." I whispered in a voice i thought sounded dangerous.

Ella turned red, again, and began to explain. " Well you see, umm, when girls, reach an age where their body is mature enough to carry babies, blood come out of.... well you bleed from.... umm, you know Mom is better at explaining this then i am, you should go talk to her." Ella was bright red now. I relized that i wouldn't get her to talk anymore. So i pulled my night shirt down, trying to hid what ever gave my period away. And walked down the hall to Mom's room.

Ok so tell me how it was. If it was good, or bad. Tell me, Tell me, Tell me!! I'll try to get the next chapter up soon. but you never know. Chow!