MoonSparrow: Holy Sir Cow Moos-a-lot! I am superdy nervous about this story. It's my third and hopefully best story. I have great hopes and expectations for this one. Anywho (I love that word) Here's the info on this story.

Title: Always a Chance (you probably guessed that) or Aac for short.

Of/ based off of: Maximum Ride, sort of. I've got my and some other OCs in it.

Disclaimer: I don't own the ipod, any of the songs mentioned, Maximum Ride, the school, Erasers, Terra or Alexis Shadow. (Those are my friends' OCs)

Claimer: Basically what I do own in this story is the idea for it and a few OCs.

Random thought of the moment: "I wish I could go on the roof right now."

Song playing: Stand in the Rain by Superchick (I love them)

Well, with that let's begin!

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"Get away from me, you monster!" I screamed as I struggled to free myself of the cuffs chaining me to the wall and hospital bed. An evil scientist holding a needle was walking toward me with a crazed gleam in his eyes.

"Don't struggle, child. You'll feel a little prick and then you'll go to beddy bye." The scientist said as he flicked the needle to release the bubbles and to scare me.

"Then what, you'll insert poison into me? I don't think so!" In my struggle I had managed to free my ankles. The bed was on wheels and wasn't attached to the wall so I readied my feet at the edge of the bed.

"Don't do anything hasty now, child." Mr. crazy said, slight anger lacing his cold voice.

"Like I'm going to listen to you." With all my force, I kicked the bed, making it hit Dr. Psycho, knocking him to the ground and the needle got ran over by the bed, the liquid oozing out onto the floor.

"My you are quite the feisty one, child." He attempted to stand up but ended up slipping and falling again.

"I'm feisty and I'm gonna kick your, "

"Watch your mouth child!" He threw a dart of sorts, probably a sedative one, at me. Too bad for him that his aim is terrible and it got stuck in the lock. I twisted it with my fingers and, presto! It was unlocked. I released my hand and took the dart to unlock the cuff. It opened with ease and I threw the dart at Dr. Crazy-experimenter on the floor. I kicked the window, making it shatter and I leapt into the sill.

"Sleep well, Dr. Coo coo." I called as I readied myself for my daring escape.

"Experiment 13 is escaping!" the helpless scientist yelled.

Now, you'd probably think that I was insane for jumping out of the 6th floor of this building. As I free fell for a foot or so, I unfurled my wings fast. Yes, I said wings. 11 feet of black and gray feathers shimmering in the Moonlight as they cut through the air, gracefully. I looked down to see the ever-bloodthirsty wolf hybrids, staring at me menacingly.

"Erasers." I breathed. "See ya, suckers!" I shouted as I soared up and disappeared into the night.

That's when I shot up to a sitting position. I looked around me and saw familiar surroundings engulfed in Moonlight. I looked up to see the serenity and beauty of the black sky only being illuminated by the Moon. I relaxed a moment as I thought about my dream. I had been having that same one for a while now. It didn't make a lot of sense considering I'm not anything special. No wings, sorry. I looked down at what I was sitting on. The roof. I always loved coming and sitting on the roof. That's when I realized something.

"Shoot, I fell asleep out here again! Mom's gonna kill me!" I quickly swung down off the roof onto my little balcony and then rushed inside to my attic bedroom.

As I entered my black room, I looked at the small red numbers glowing from my alarm clock.

"Midnight, crap!" I quickly jumped under my covers as I heard footsteps coming down the hall. I settled myself and went into my fake sleep just as my door opened and my mom's brunette head popped in.

"Honey, was that you?" Her gentle voice asked. Her gaze rested on the 'sleeping' form of her daughter. "Oh, night then." Mom said as she quietly closed the door and walked down to her room.

I then sat up, resting my head on my headboard. I loved my mom. She was really nice and caring and she loved me too. I was glad that she was my mom.

I quickly grabbed my ipod and set it to shuffle, letting myself be lulled to sleep by music.

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"Jane, time to get up!" I heard my mom yell from downstairs. Oh yeah, my name isn't Jane, that's just one of my nicknames. My real name is Jaena (pronounced Jane-uh) Sparrow (being my middle name) Jakeson. (Pronounced Jake-sun) My mom calls me either Jane or Jae mostly though. My mom says that I named myself, except for my last name. She says it went like this.

I was about two years old. My mom was calling my given name.

"Lauren! Lauren Fay Jakeson! Where are you?" she yelled, over and over until she found me on the roof. "Lauren Fay Jakeson, come down from there at once!" I just turned and looked at her. "I called your name a thousand times. Why don't you come when you are called?"

"Because, you didn't call my name."

"Yes I did, Lauren."

"My name is not Lauren Fay. My name is Jaena Sparrow." My mother and I stared at each other a while until mom sighed and said,

"Alright. Please come down, Jaena." And I did. From that moment on I was Jaena Sparrow Jakeson.

"I'm up." I yelled in reply. I jumped out of bed and walked over to my mirror. I saw my twelve-year-old face staring back at me. My silver eyes glinting in the light. My black hair tumbled down to my waist as I undid my ponytail.

I groggily made my way downstairs to a plate of waffles, fixed up just the way I like 'em.

"Thanx, mom." I said as I sat down and began to enjoy the breakfast. Once I had finished, I wiped my mouth and ran up to my room again.

I started rifling through my closet for clothes. Finally I settled on some gray jeans with the bottoms a little torn up from being dragged on the ground so much. I also chose a long-sleeved button–up shirt that was blue, black, green, red, and white plaid. I buttoned it up so that four of the middle buttons were together, leaving the top and bottom to open out into a "v" shape. The top exposed my gray tank top undershirt.

I brushed my hair and put it into my signature two braids that went to about three inches above my waist. I had my black bangs swept over my left eye.

"Hmm. What to do today, what to do?" I asked myself as I paced around the room. "Well, I could take my ipod, notebook, my other book, and my laptop out on the roof again." I paced some more as I voiced my thoughts. "Yeah, I'll do that." I grabbed a tan bag from the corner that had all my stuff in it and I walked out onto my balcony. I swung the bag onto the roof and shortly after I jumped up too.

I sat cross-legged on the roof and I listened a moment to the birds.

"I wish I could have wings and fly like a bird." I said with a sigh. Little did I know that my wish would come true. I grabbed my ipod and my notebook. I put my ipod to shuffle and the first song that came on was "Lithium" by Evanescence. I opened my notebook to a fresh page and started drawing.

The sun was at its peak when my mom showed up on my balcony with a sandwich and a water bottle. I pulled out one of my headphones and smiled at her.

"Lunch time, Jane." My mom smiled back as she lifted the tray up to me.

"Thanks, ma." I said as I leaned over and grabbed the tray. I happily munched on my sandwich. I took a swig of water. I returned to my drawings. About ten minutes later my stomach growled. I sat there for a little longer in silence until I was attacked by another growl from my stomach.

"Dang, I'm hungry again?" I grunted and swung down into my room. I bounced down the stairs and grabbed one of my personal ice cream tubs, a spoon, and a box of wheat thins. I brought them all up on the roof with me. Luckily it wasn't warm enough out for the ice cream to melt.

Half an hour later I finished eating and I put the stuff away. Once I came back out and settled back on the roof I thought aloud, "That was weird. I've never been that hungry, that quickly before."

Sunset came quickly and I turned to marvel at it. I love sunsets. They make me so happy. I got lost in the colors that painted the sky when my mom came out again.

"Jane, honey, time for dinner."

I blinked and slowly turned my head toward her. "Mmk. What are we having?"

"Spaghetti, garlic bread, sauce, and for dessert, chocolate chip cookies."

In a dreamy voice I replied, saying, "You had me at spaghetti." We laughed a little. My mom nodded, a smile on her face, and she went back inside.

Just as I was about to swing down into my room, a cool breeze blew, making me freeze in my tracks. I heard voices in the wind. I experienced the uncanny feeling that someone was watching me very closely, studying me. Monitoring my every move. Talk about paranoia. I turned my head ever so slowly and saw a small house with its lights on. I stared there for a second and then turned to leave. Just as I swung inside, I heard chillingly familiar voices on the wind. They said,

"Experiment 13 is finally developing. Now the real experiment begins."

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MoonSparrow: Well, what did you guys think? Review. Oh and um, when reviewing I want pure and genuine honesty. So if I screwed something up or if anything didn't make sense, let me know. Questions and constructive criticism are all welcome. Thanks for reading the first chapter. See you soon. Byez! (Waves.)