Katie Bell: A Story Not to Forget.

Bren and Ed sobbed as they held their precious daughter. They'd had her for only five days. Five days old and she was gone from them. Small as a loaf of bread, their first born child was nestled in Ed's arms. He's eyes were red and puffy, he cried out in his mind 'Why her? Why God? WHY?' He handed her to his wife and embraced them both as the tears in his eyes flowed incessantly.

Two hours passed, but it felt like two seconds to the broken family. The doctor came in and told them, "I'm sorry, but you'll have to leave now."

Ed and Bren left without saying a word to any of the staff in the hospital, only holding each other as if they were the only thing keeping each other tied to this world.

"The parents have vacated the premises," the nurse spoke quietly into the watch she was wearing. "The child has been returned to the neonatal incubator in section five-b." She paused to listen to the commotion around her; it was time to close up shop and move out. They've been in one town too long. It wouldn't be long till the authorities would be involved. They only needed the one more victim. The one they had been told would be powerful enough to withstand whatever the Boss could think up.

"Well done, number eighty-five," her supervisor whispered in her ear-com. "Gather number ninety-nine and get out of there. Get to headquarters and then we'll talk about your performance." She gulped.

"Yes sir," she said, hoping she sounded less terrified than she felt.

"Addie!" her partner yelled, "are you coming or not? We've got to get out of here!"

"Your right, Heighlee." Addie said, looking up at Heighlee. "Let's hit the road. Did you get ninety-nine? Or do I need to?"

"You get it this time, but hurry; it'll be waking up soon." Heighlee said. "And I'd rather not be there once the DNA starts going haywire."

"Number eighty-five!" her supervisor yelled, and Addie cringed. She looked up at him and answered.

"Yes sir?"

"Is this the specimen we have requested?"

"Y-Yes sir."

"Then why is she not cooperating?" He asked in the deadly quiet tone that he always used when something wasn't going as he wanted-needed and was going to be sure things were done the way he wanted no matter what.

"I-I don't know, sir," Addie replied quietly, her voice barely more than a whisper. "Perhaps she is too young, perhaps her body is rejecting the serum?"

"Do you know what that would mean for the company?" He asked, still deathly quiet. "Do you have any idea what that would do to all of us?"

"N-No sir," she said, not daring to look into his eyes.

He took a deep breath and Addie could just imagine him pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Your performance lately, number eighty-five, has been far from what we've expected to see from you." He said, then barked, "LOOK AT ME."

She looked and saw that his young face was contorted with disgust and disappointment. "I can't believe that you would be so stupid." He spat. "Eighty-five, you have no place here."

"P-please sir!" She begged, stumbling toward his desk. He turned his head in disgrace. "Please! Give me a second chance! I'll do better, sir! I promise!"

He pressed a button on the inside of his top drawer. "Goodbye, number eighty-five, who knows, part of you might survive."

Four massive creatures burst into the office. They were the most revolting things Addie had ever seen, and she'd seen a lot during her employment here. They had the lower half and arms of a regular man. A bulky man. But the torso and the head were the disturbing parts. They were covered in hair. Looking like a puzzle piece wookie that someone had done completely wrong. Their eyes were looking in different directions and changed from a nasty shade of green to black, depending on the angle you were looking at.

They bowed at the supervisor, then turned to Addie, they surrounded her and escorted her out of the office. Two minutes later, number eighty-five's screams echoed through the building before they were cut off with a final gurgling scream.

Heighlee carried the specimen they'd waited for three months to retrieve. The specimen – a girl, Heighlee had discovered – had woken up screaming when they had arrived at headquarters. Heighlee had decided she would watch over this poor babe. 'She needs a name,' Heighlee thought to herself cautiously. 'Don't get too attached, Heighlee,' She continued. 'You know how dangerous this could turn out.'

Heighlee walked around the room, bouncing the baby girl in her arms as she calmed back down, all the while thinking of a good name.

The little bundle was smiling now, she'd gotten her annoyance and fear out of her system and was glad that someone was just playing with her. She yawned and closed her eyes.

Heighlee let out a sigh, "I've got the perfect name for you, sweetheart. I'll call you Katie. Katie Bell."

A/N:

Hey there peeps! :D Jezi here, bringing you my latest story!

So just to make sure everyone knows: I don't own Maximum Ride. That'd be James Patterson. I DO However own this plot and all OC's I decide to add.

Please review and let me know if you like it! I need input from people to keep me going.

Thanks for reading!

~Jezi Raewin