Hey guys! Okay this is my first fic and I don't know if I'm gonna stick with it, just trying it out. Honestly, if you want to critize no flames please, just tell me what you think I should fix.

Heads up, this does not have Max or the flock in it- just a new character from Itex

Disclaimer: I do not own the Maximum Ride series- everything involving the books belongs to him (but Evalynn is obviously my own character)

Obviously I do not own Supernatural or any of the characters in the show...although do I wish I owned Jared Padelecki ;)

Evalynn POV

All around me there was yelling, the white coats all sent in a frenzy, trying to keep my sister Sarah alive. I started to panic in my cage, the bars seemed to be closing in- banging, kicking and scratching at the cold metal that had keep me enclosed my whole entire life.

"Will someone get that thing to shut up!" one of the evil sons of bitches yelled, the thing of course, being me. The words barely registered, all I could think about was the weak "da- glump" of my sisters heart beat- her heart failing her, every second closer to death. I saw her strapped to the table, while they injected God knows what into her system to try and keep her alive. I struggled harder, screaming almost sounding like an animal, trying to get to her, save her. I vaguely registered one of the white coats running towards me with a needle in his hand. I felt the sharp pinch in my arm, and as the world started to go blurry, the last thing I heard was the steady monotone of the heart monitor.

I woke up with a gasp, a cold sweat coating my body. Damn it, I thought, I've been having the same nightmare for a week and half now and it was really starting to wear me out. I wish I could say it was just a dream, but it's more than that- it's a memory. Obviously my life isn't really what one would call ideal, I came into this world as a test tube baby- meaning mystery mommy and daddy decided to *ahem* "have some fun" in the "name of science"- hence my unfortunate birth (if you could even call it that).

I was basically their lab rat- tests, torture endurance, strength training- and it was my own living hell. Who is "they" exactly- a nasty institute known as Itex, where they perform VERY ILLEGAL experiments on mere children and babies. At the age of ten I had already tried suicide five times, obviously never achieved my goal (you would think I would have been successful seeing as I lived in a lab full of lethal chemicals). I had nothing to live for, but that changed once they brought Sarah in, and she was my little angel -yeah, that's as cheesy as its gonna get.

I developed this protectiveness over her, I saw her as little me and I made it my goal to protect her- of course that was sort of difficult because we were kept in separate cages most of the time. But she became a friend to me also- she even gave me my name- Evalynne (we were only addressed with experiment numbers- like we were possessions, not human beings).

Sarah was actually kidnapped from her home when she was just five years old- hence the reason she already had a name. The only reason they did try to keep her alive during her last moments were because she was one of their "prime experiments"- I know, they were sick bastards. Now, seven years later at the age of nineteen, I'm still having nightmares.

I sighed and got out of bed, the cold, hard motel floor bringing me back to reality. I dragged myself over to the bathroom and splashed ice cold water onto my face. Looking into the mirror I saw dark bags under my eyes- evidence of my sleepless nights. My long black hair was looking like a rats nest and my golden eyes were their usual dull self- void of any light ever since Sarah died. Deciding it was a good time to take a shower, I stripped down and set the water to the hottest setting. Waiting for the water to warm up, I turned around to inspect my wings.

Yeah wings- I guess I forgot to mention that little detail. In all my twelve years of staying in the lab, I got two things from them: a shitload of trauma that no therapy could fix and of course 2% avian DNA. Around 14 feet from wing to wing, it was a bit hard to stretch them out, let alone find a place to fly. Rolling my shoulders, I tried to loosen the cramped up feeling in my wings- it didn't really help. The wierd thing is- even though they were a "gift" from Itex- I loved my wings, they were a cream color but the tips were black, as if they were dipped in ink. I guess they just gave me the freedom I never had most of my life, the feeling of being in the air was absolutley exhilarating, not to mention extremelly therapeutic. I frowned as I thought about how long its been since I've flown, at least two weeks- probably the cause of my nightmares.

Sighing yet again, I stepped into the shower the scalding water burning my skin, trying to wash away all of the memories. Closing my eyes as I faced the water, I tried to push out the images of whitecoats with needles surrounding me as I was strapped to a table, helpless, vulnerable and weak. I quickly shut the water off and stepped out taking deep breaths, putting on a towel I wiped the mirror off and took another look. Physically, I looked much better, but I hated the look in my eyes- fear and pain- emotions that make people weak and vulnerable. To be truthful, all emotions make people weak, thats why I avoid them whenever I can- trusting no one, keeping my head down and staying on the move. Yeah, I know I'm extremelly messed up- like I said, messed up beyond help. God when did I become a bowl of emotional jello? I closed my eyes and sharply inhaled through my nose, pushing all my weakness behind. Once I opened them, I was met with cold, emotionless golden eyes- just the way they should be.

So its just a start, and I know its a bit slow but I just wanted to establish Evaylnn's character a bit before jumping into the story. I am also going to describe Sarah and Evaylnn's relationship a bit more, I know it seems like I just threw Sarah in there, but she is a key point in Evalynn's past.

More of her history will be revealed through out the story if I choose to continue it. I'll be switching POVs to Sam the next chapter so stay tuned, and I would love some feedback pretty please?

Oh and advice on where I should take this would be very much appreciated, I have somewhat of an idea but its not detailed and it can change.