This is NON CANON. Sorry, but I had to warn you. It will only be canon up until the end of the first book, maybe, and then it will go kind of AU. Make that VERY AU. It's in Fang's POV.

I stretched, yawning, but awake. As I crept back into the land of the living, I heard Max awaken in the room near mine. Max is not how she sounds. For one, she's a girl. None of us are, really. We might sound like a bunch of kids, some of us really are kids, as in, six and eight, having a sleepover without mom and dad. Couldn't be further from the truth.

The six of us, Maximum Ride, a.k.a. Max, the leader and oldest of the Flock, is sarcastic, bossy, and utterly beautiful (to me, anyway), is fourteen. Iggy is our blind, bomb genius. Yep, you heard right. Blind bomb genius. He is also a better cook then me or Max (Max burns water, but I can cook dead rats and stuff! She can't even do that.), and despite being blind can find his way around the house perfectly. He is also fourteen, six months younger than Max, two younger than me. Then there's Nudge, eleven-year-old chatterbox, who is specially gifted with the art of never losing her voice. Next, age-wise, is The Gasman, a.k.a. Gazzy. He also has a special talent: well, two, if you count the funky shit that's going on with that kid's digestive system. Gazzy can imitate voices: once he's heard them, he's got em down to a pat. The youngest is Angel, six, Gazzy's little sister. Angel's really special- she can read minds.

I know what you're thinking- you said there were six? That's five! I haven't counted me yet. My name is Fang, and I am the quietest and funniest (if I do say so myself) member of the Flock, and if I'm not, well, I'm Max's second in command. That has to count for something. I am four months younger than Max, but we are very close, but only as friends.

We have something even more special about us, too. We have wings.