Okay, I'm going to write a new Max Ride story. Yay! thinks to self Hmm...I swear, it's like there are no ideas that people haven't already thought of snaps back to reality Sooooo anyway, if something in this story (That will happen later on) don't freak if you had an idea like this; I am not copying you, I've just had this idea in my head for a really long time and it seems everyone makes this happen sometime in their story. So, with that said, Read On!
Disclaimer: I Do NOT own Maximum Ride. James Patterson does. He's a total genius!!
P.S: I know this is a little short, but don't worry: the chapters will get long. I promise.
Chapter One
We're on the run again. No surprises there, huh? I know what you're probably thinking as you read this: You're always on the run; what makes this time so different from last? Well, let me tell you why it's so different: The flock is going international. That's right; this is not a misprint. We're going to Europe. England, to be exact. I'm not sure why, and I'm not sure what we're supposed to do once we get there, but this just feels...right. I'm not really sure how to explain it.
Well, actually, I do. I have a Voice in my head. No, I'm not completely mental, either. At least, I don't think I am. I may need a second opinion on this. But the Voice in my head is probably a bit different from what you're thinking. And if you have no freaking clue what I'm talking about, then follow these directions: Put this book down, go to you're local Target and get my previous two adventures. That will explain everything you need to know to get you up to date on this little misfortune of an adventure.
But anyway, my Voice actually told me to take my flock and get to Europe, A.S.A.P. For those of you who have read my earlier adventures, then you know what I'm talking about. I hope so, anyway.
Why am I actually listening to my Voice, you may ask? I have no freakin' clue. I don't trust my Voice, but then again, I can't help but do as it tells me; that it might actually have some useful imput. For once, maybe.
But for now I just have to do what feels right to me and what is right for my flock. For those who need a little reminder for what I mean by 'my flock' then let me explain. There are six of us; Me (Max), Fang, and Iggy are all fourteen; Nudge who is little Miss Motor Mouth is eleven; Gazzy or The Gasman as we sometimes call him is eight; and his little sister Angel is six. We're all a big, happy family. A family of mutant bird kids (avian/human, to be exact) on the run from evil, crazy scientist and half-wolf half-human men trying to kill us. Pretty nice lifestyle, eh? No. If you think that's nice, then why don't you try it for twenty-four hours, and then get back to me on that? Doesn't sound so appealing now, does it?
So, with that said, this is the next, most important, chapter in our lives, so sit back, relax, and get ready for the Maximum Ride.
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