Hey people! Well just putting it out there that i dont own the Maximum Ride characters (duh) so enjoy!

Max's POV

"And the storm clouds have formed so it won't be long before that storm hits us. So everyone bunk down, hold your family close and pray. This is going to be one hell of a storm"
the man on the radio said, his voice slightly shaking.

I sighed and looked out the window again. It had started raining about ten minutes ago and the wind had picked up. I longed to see my old ute pull into the drive but all I got was a flash of lightning and a roll of thunder. "Mamma?" a small voice came from behind me. "Hey sweetie" I said picking up the small girl.
"Where's daddy?" she asked. "He's on his way home baby" I said, praying it was true. The little girl in my arms rubbed her eyes and yawned. "Time for beddy byes" I said taking her to her room.
I laid the girl down in her bed and pulled the covers up. She was so sweet. At only 5 years old Chelsea was so smart and so much like her father, Fang. She had his long black hair and dark eyes. Like me though she was loud and outspoken.

Fang and I had been childhood sweethearts and I fell pregnant at 16. I still cried everyday for my
family I had left behind. Nudge, Iggy, Gazzy, Angel, Mum, Ella. We had saved the world and Dylan had died in the end, I swore if our child was a boy, I'd name it after him. A few days after Fang came back to our flock and to celebrate we did it that night. Once I found out I was pregnant I was so ashamed.
I didn't know what to do, so Fang and I ran away. We lived in abandoned houses and Fang went to work. When we were 18 he married me and brought a house with me. We were now 21 and he worked in a metal factory and I worked as a teacher, I was helping out in classrooms because I wouldn't spend too much
time in university because of Chelsea. We hadn't seen the flock since and would probably never again, and I guess I was ok with that, we were now living in Australia, and Chelsea was learning to fly with her small black wings.

I felt so guilty right now. I had Fang take the ute instead of the pick up truck. The ute was small and falling apart. What if he was out there in the storm and the car broke down or something? I felt sick and I was literally shaking. Where was he?

Fang's POV

"Come on baby you can make it" I urged the ute as it slowly plunged through water on the road. "Come on. Come on you worthless piece of junk!" I yelled as it stalled. I sighed and brushed my black hair out of my eyes. I banged my head on the steering wheel then quickly sat up as thunder growled loudly.

I pulled my hoodie over my head and jumped out of the car. Water ran down my back and I shivered. I opened the bonnet of the car and cleaned out some grease from the pipe and slammed the bonnet down again. I was making my way back to the side of the car when I noticed a shadow. I squinted in the rain and saw a person staggering up the road then they fell to the ground and laid there, unmoving. I jumped in the car and mercifully it started.

I raced over to the body and jumped out again. It was a man, about my age with dark blonde shaggy hair and was pale. Then my stomach lurched as I saw he was covered in blood. He was still breathing so I picked him up and put him in the passenger side. The car stuttered and slurred but I wasn't as worried as I was the light from my house.

Max's POV

My heart skipped a beat as I heard a loud engine noise pull up in the driveway.
I opened the door to see the figure of a man carrying another man in his arms and I was scarred it was a policeman with the injured or dead body of Fang. But I sighed a sigh of relief as Fang walked in. I saw a limp dark blonde haired man about our age in his arms. "What happened?" I asked. "Found him on the side of the road" Fang said putting the man on the couch. As soon as I saw the blood I went into the kitchen and grabbed the first aid kit.

Most of the blood was from his head so I cleaned that up and I put a blanket over him. "I'm glad you're safe" I whispered hugging Fang and I kissed his cheek. "I'm fine Max. You worry too much" he grinned holding me close. I heard the pitter patter of feet behind me and I turned to see Chelsea stagger into the lounge. "Daddy" she yelled running to him and he picked her up. "Hey Chelly. What are you doing out of bed baby?" he asked. "Cant sleep" she pouted. "Who's that?" she asked looking at the man. "He's a very injured man and he's going to stay here tonight" I said and she stared at him and nodded. "Come one baby, let's go back to bed" Fang said carrying her back to bed.

I put the first aid kit away and walked back into the lounge when I saw the man stir. "Fang came back out and the man's eyes fluttered open. "Where am I?" he groaned sitting up. "It's ok, you're safe. I found you on the side of the road. Are you ok?" Fang asked. "Yeah, uhh thanks man" The guy said rubbing his head. "You got a name?" I asked. "Yeah, John. John Kilro" he said. "I'm El Martin and this is my husband Nick Martin" I said
and he nodded. Fang and I had decided to change our names incase anyone was still after us or knew anyone we didn't want to met, like the flock. I don't think we'd survive meeting up with them again.
Though Fang and I still call each other our real names. "Well thank you again" he said looking at us both. "What happened man?" Fang asked. "There was this crazy psycho guy. Where I work there was like these explosions,
I don't really remember. Killed a load of people" he frowned. "Wow. Have they caught him yet?" I asked.
"No, I don't think so. He was pretty slippery" John sighed. "Well you're welcome to stay here as long as you need" I said. "Thank you so much" He said and he shook both our hands. I gave him another blanket and then Fang and I went to bed.

As I was lying there in bed something extraordinary happened. My voice came back. "Max" it said
and I bolted up. "What is it honey?" Fang asked. "My voice is back" I said and he sat up. "Its been years" he said. "Max, I know its been a long time, but the man you are helping is not all as he seems. He is a murderer. But he wont hurt you or your family. He is like you, you have killed, but for a good cause. You have to trust
him. Open up to this man, trust me and trust him" the voice said then I felt it slip away again like it did all those years ago. "Oh my god" I gasped. "What is it?" Fang asked and I told him everything the voice
had said. "Ok, let's go to bed, I trust the voice and think it'll be ok. Well deal with it in the morning" Fang said and I nodded and we went to sleep.