(A/N: I do NOT own Maximum Ride, Twilight, or any of the characters. James Patterson and Stephanie Meyer do. I do, however, own this plot line and any characters not in Twilight or Maximum Ride. Review after you read this chapter to tell me what you think about how this story could turn out and give me some ideas. Thanks!)

Max's Point Of View:

There I was in the same forest as I always was whenever I dreamed these days. Somewhere on the northern pacific coast I think. I looked around in my white dress. I opened my wings so they hanged loosely on my back. That's when HE came out. He had golden eyes and was EXTREMELY pale. His bronze-like hair was swaying in the wind and all in all he looked like a freaking god. That's when he smiled at me and 7 other people like him came out from the shadows of the woods. They slowly walked toward me with creepy smiles on their faces, looking at me like I was their prey. I turned around and tried to get away but the next thing I know there's a pressure on my neck and I fell to the ground limply. Somehow I turned my self onto my back to see the bronze-haired guy wiping blood off his mouth. Then everything faded into blackness as I fell into unconsciousness.

I woke with a start and fell out of my tree and onto the hard ground. Now I know what your thinking. 'Why the hell are you sleeping in a tree?' Well to answer that question: I'm a freak. I mean a REAL freak. I have WINGS. Fang, Iggy, Nudge, The Gasman (Gazzy for short), Angel, and me (Max) all have wings. Some of us even have a few other powers. We're now sleeping in trees in some place in Chicago.

Fang has black hair and onyx eyes. He's really quiet and doesn't talk much and is almost always emotionless. His can breathe under water and blend into his surroundings, not quite invisibility but pretty darn close. Iggy is blind but he doesn't act like it. He 'sees' everything by hearing, kind of like echolocation with bats (animal, not sport's equipment for some idiots out there). Iggy has strawberry blonde hair and pale blue eyes. He's also an amazingly good cook. Gazzy has spiky short blonde hair and blue eyes. What he can do I refuse to call a power; because of his messed up intestinal tract and our freaky nature, Gazzy can fart big green mushroom clouds of gas that make you choke and your eyes water.

Nudge has unruly brown hair and mocha colored skin. She's a HUGE chatterbox and is into fashion and dresses and other girly junk. Her power is that she can draw metal things to her whenever she feels like. Angel has curly blonde hair and blue eyes. She and The Gasman are the only ones related by blood; they're siblings. Angel has the most powers out of everyone; she can breathe read and control minds, transmit thoughts-her own or other people's, talk to fish, breathe under water, and change her appearance. I have shoulder length dirty blonde hair and brown eyes, nothing special in the looks department. I can fly at speeds over 500 miles an hour, breathe under water, and I have a Voice in my head-and before you ask, no, I'm not crazy. Those are the only powers everyone else knows about though. Not even Angel knows I really have three other powers, so why would I tell you what they are?

Fang, Iggy, and I are all 15. Nudge is barely 13. Gazzy and Angel are both twins and are both 10. (A/N: Yes it's different, but this is FanFiction and this is how I want it, even if most of the other stuff about them is the same. Moving on….) We've been running for most of our lives from Erasers and the School. And no it's not school were you're supposed to learn stuff but are really being bored to death. This School is extremely different and most of you have never heard of it before. It has scientists that test on you and treat you like their lab rats. Thank god that we escaped...but not before they did something to me…. Thank god again that we got away before they could do it to the rest of the Flock. When we escaped they sent Erasers after us. Erasers are half wolf and half human. We're only 98% human and 2% bird...except me. I have a little something else but I'm not telling YOU that now, am I? They only want me since I'm the most successful bird/human/something else I'm not telling you what hybrid they had. It's annoying, but I'm glad they don't want the others. I do feel bad about putting them in danger though.

Now back to the present...

"Oww..." I moaned as I lay on the ground. I had landed on my back and THAT really hurts for me because of my wings. Imagine that you have an extra arm and land on THAT when you fall out of a tree. I slowly got up and shook my wings out. By now everyone was already up and ready to fight. That's my team: ready to take down Eraser but within a moments notice. Fang came over to me and helped me sit up.

"You okay?" He asked. Yep, that's Fang. Only speaks in the shortest sentences possible. I nodded, touching my wings. Even though the others don't know it, I can heal, others and myself-which is what I was doing now. When the others get hurt I make them heal faster and they just think it's because of their bird genes, and it could have totally happened like that. When they were little and got hurt I would heal them fast but not right away. After a couple weeks of the healing they came up with the idea that each of them could heal faster then humans because of their bird genes. Of course it wasn't true but they all thought it was really cool and I didn't want to disappoint them so it became my little secret… among others. Every time I would hug them or touch them when they were hurt they would immediately feel better. When Angel was hurt she would always go to me because she said she would always feel better. Anyway...

"Sure?" He said concerned. I smiled at him and nodded. I saw something flicker in his eyes but I chose to ignore it. It was probably just concern for me. The others had calmed down after they recognized me and now everyone looked at me with concerned and questioning eyes.

"What?" I asked nonchalantly. I stood up and started to climb back into my tree. I ignored the other's stares and very slowly went back to sleep, curled up in a ball just like a dog...or a wolf.