Disclaimer: I don't own anything, really. A copy of the fourth book and a pair of red converse is about it. I don't own wings, non-human DNA, Maximum Ride, a time machine, a sonic screwdriver, a trench coat (but hopefully in my future!!), or Doctor Who. And the Plot bunnies own my brain, so all thought processes and ideas really belongs to them... Like I said, I don't really own anything. Not even my sanity. That's long gone.
Hello!
Well, this is my first Max Ride fic, so now I can say, "Howdy-Doody!" to all of yous. However, this is also (as far I know) the first crossover of its kind. I have never seen a Doctor Who-Maximum Ride crossover, and frankly I have no idea why I never thought of it before. The two concepts match quite well, I think, but I think the lack of these kinds of fics is more due to the difference in their origins, Max Ride being American and Doctor Who being British. I am one of the lucky Americans who has been exposed to British television and the gigantic world of Doctor Who, and I don't know if there are many Max Ride books in Britain.
Look, I don't know how many of you actually read these author's note things all the way through, but anyone who is even remotely intersted in reading this story is advised to at least skim what I'm about to say. 'Big breath'
I write for the people who want to read my stories. If you don't like it, or the concepts I write about, don't read it. This fanfic is an idea I couldn't help but follow through with - blame the Plot Bunnies, they're evil - and cos it's a freshy/noob idea I couldn't resist. This is also inspired because, in total truth, I was severely disappointed with the result of the last MR book. (He left WAAAY too many dangling strings and the ending was cheesy.) I am as much of an Max Ride fan as I am a Doctor Who fan; I love birds and flying and wings, but I'm a sucker for aliens and time travel and sci fi in general. (And David Tennant's hair, but that's beside the point. XD)
Anyway. If there's anyone who's interested in this fanfic but hasn't a clue what Doctor Who is, I can explain the basic concepts to those who ask. But only to those who ask. Like I said, I write stories for the people who want to read them, even if it's just one person. Get over it.
So... this isn't actually a chapter, but since single author's notes posted as chapters are against site rules, I'll elongate the summary and use that instead of actually starting the fic... they only allow the summaries to have so many words... a bit annoying, really.
And if any of you are wondering, this is going to have a sequel.
Ahem.
Max and the Flock have finished an unsuccessful meeting with the Government in DC and escaped an untimely death that had literally been delivered to their doorstep; it's safe to say they're not exactly thrilled with another conference. But just when they think their world can't get much more mixed up, they are confronted by two people that flip and distort Max's reality in ways she never could have imagined. The Flock must now welcome a world where aliens are very real and time travel is, literally, a thing of the past. Nothing is the same anymore, and Max finds herself fighting her way out a War she never would've expected; it really is time to save the world.
The first chapter should be posted tomorrow. I hope... heh.