Author's Note: This comes right after MAX (A.K.A. the 5th Maximum Ride book). Everyone is a year older than they were in Max, except Angel (because of her whole arguing thing in book 5… So she's seven, not six.). I believe that in 8-9 months most of the kids would have had a birthday sooner or later…

And just to let you know, I'm gonna try to put in a lot of semi-short (but not as short, or at lest not all of them) chapters like JP did. That way I can make this an authentic story. Hope you guys like this new and improved story!

Secrets and Regrets

Preview: When two worlds collide will I—will my flock—be able to survive? Can we handle a new enemy? Even though the world is 'safe', we're still wanted.

Extended Preview:

He never seemed important. So why would he be important know? Because now I know things that I hadn't known before. A whole new world was opened up because of him. But know, how can I live with this… this knowledge. How can I 'save the world' with him hunting around. And yeah, I said 'hunting' on propose.

So when two worlds collide with a bang, will I—will my flock—be able to live through it? Can we stand up to him along with our old foes and new ones? I know the answer, but the only way you'll find out is by reading my story. Hang in tight, because the ride's about to get faster. –Max

Disclaimer: I do not own anything Max Ride-ish. Otherwise it's completely mine. Muahahahahaha!

Bobbie: -clears throat- obviously I'm the only sane one here. And this –points at chapter- was all my idea.

Me: -Rolls eyes- Very funny.

The Killer and His Gun

Chapter 1:

The sun felt good on my back and my outstretched wings as I flew high above Arizona. This high in the sky, I didn't have any cares. We were more than out of gun-shot-rang, and still flew a couple hundred feet above normal jets. And at speeds over 200mph. (Although I can easily reach over 400mph, even Fang's top speed was about 260mph, the kids weren't as fast.)

We were headed back to my mom's house. Even though we already have a home in the Wyoming mountains ready for us, I had to say good bye to my mom and half sister before flying off to live by ourselves on fifty acres of trees with three living buildings.

Pretty sweet huh? As it turns out, the government of America wanted to accept us as citizens. But seeing as we have wings—and we preferred to live way out in the middle of no where—they gave us a large piece of land and built three buildings on it.

I suppose if you were to build houses for bird kids you would build them in a more bird-ish style. Well, that's definitely what they did. And even though at first I was kind of mad at them for saying that we're different by building us literal bird houses, the houses were pretty sweet.

Each house had an 'addict' or as I call it; a loft. Easy access—even with wings—through a small stair case that was hidden behind a door in the kitchen. From the kitchen's point of view the door looked like it lead to a pantry, which gave our house the whole secret, ambushy design that I loved.

The first house had our living arrangements inside of it, plus and extra bedroom. A nice 42in big screen TV, two couches the connected in a half circle around the TV, a video-game station that had both the Wii and Xbox 360. The kitchen was large, with three actual pantries stocked high with appetizing bird-kid food. And the contractors were really smart by giving us two bathrooms. One for the boys and one for us girls.

The second house, believe it or not, had and in-door pool. A tall fence went around to the back of the house shielding an out-door pool. The loft in this house had a shower to wash up after—or before if you're Gazzy—you've had your swimming fun. Not only did the loft have a shower, but it also had a diving board for both pools and a twisty slide leading also to both pools. If that's doesn't impress you, this next house will.

The third house was designed for bored bird-kids. It had everything you could ever want: a ball pit, a large realistic doll house, real monkey bars (with real vines made out of green ropes) that lead up to the loft (which is the only way to get up there besides flying), three swings, and a catapult that flung its bird-kid players outside and into a large mound of straw.

But the best part was the free open sky that belonged to no one. Thus giving us the ability to do whatever we wanted, whenever we wanted. Like right now.

I pointed my body down towards earth and pulled my wings in tight. I wanted to reach earth as soon as possible. I wanted to spend a few nights with my mom and beloved sister as soon as possible.

I know most of you are going; I'd rather live at your new house! But hey, you can't blame me. I'd only just met my mom and wanted to spend as much time as I could with her. Especially after the whole kidnapping my mom and I wasn't sure I'd ever see her again thing.

When I was about ten feet from the ground I released my wings and landed neatly on my tip-toes. I looked over the house and decided it wasn't in shambles as my heels hit the ground and I had pulled my wings in part way.

Although my landing had been completely silent, I heard thumping feet rush from the window to the door. My mom ran out with Ella right behind her.

I opened my arms and let them embellish me in a hug. I heard the rest of my flock land behind me and Angel and Nudge joined our little group hug. The boys hung back, but I could tell (it's the motherly part of me) that Gazzy and Iggy wanted to—but at the same time not—join the group hug. It's a guy thing, I guess.

"Max! What a surprise! I thought you guys were heading into the mountains never to be seen again." My mom said half jokingly. The other half was serious.

"I convinced everyone to say one last good bye." I smiled at my mom.

She looked depressed. She had tears—actual tears—in her eyes and they looked like they would pour over at any minute. She sniffed and the tears seemed to disappear. "Sorry… it's just that… I've only just met you and…"

I mentally hushed my mom for being overly dramatic. "Mom, I promise we'll come visit. Even if I have to drag Fang's butt over here."

That got me a dirty look from Fang and laughter from everyone else. Including my mom, which was what I was hoping to get. You know what they say; 'laughter makes the world go round!'

Me: And if there weren't laughter?

Bobbie: Everything would be……. dead. –Scary music, lightning, thunder-

Me: That was a little melodramdic, don't you think?

Bobbie: -in an overly preppy voice- That was my point. –Blinks once, twice, three times-

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