Hey Guys, this is a new story I'm starting, based off of CW's new(ish) show Nikita. Except with Maximum Ride characters.
Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride or Nikita.
Maximum Ride
My name is Maximum Ride. 18 years ago I was created and forced to become an assassin for a covert unit of the government. 4 years ago, I escaped and have been hunted ever since. I was the first recruit to ever get out and I'm going to make certain I'm not the last. They destroyed my identity and they destroyed the man I loved. I'm going to take them down and the last word they'll breathe before the end will be my name.
"Put your hands behind your head." A figure in a rabbit mask shouted at him, pointing a rifle at his head. While another figure in an eagle mask cleared the store of all its drugs. "Come on!" the rabbit shouted at her partner. "Come on! Come on! Come on!" the rabbit rushed again. The rabbit turned to look at her partner and while she was distracted, the man made his move grabbing the gun from the rabbit, but was immediately shot dead by the eagle. The sirens got louder and they both made a break for it, but the rabbit tripped and fell. She got up but it was too late. She was taken into custody by the police, the eagle and disappeared.
"Take this one to solitary; watch out, she's a biter." She heard the guard next to her say. A man clad in black watched as she walked a couple of steps with them and quickly jabbed the one on her right with and elbow and took out the other one.
"I didn't do it!" She wailed as more guards came to restrain her fighting all the way, the man in black watching judgingly the whole time.
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The girl woke up eyes focusing in and out on the objects around her, sights settling on a metal chair. She looked around to see that she was in a concrete room with fluorescent white lights. She was on an iron bed with a thin mattress, grey comforter and blankets on her and a rumpled pillow under her head. She couldn't remember how she got here or where she was. She looked around the room again warily sights settling on a black figure. She sat up suddenly and gasped.
"Good evening Angel." The deep voice from the man in black said. "It is Angel right? Never Angelica?"
"Who are you?" Angel hissed. The man in black walked slowly towards her. "Where am I?" Angel said desperately.
"Well, you're not in prison anymore." The man said walking over to the table and picking up a file from the table. "You're not even in Washington, although we're the only people who know that." He said bringing over the metal chair. "Your death was officially ruled a suicide as of September first in your prison room. This is where your ashes are stored." He said, laying the file down in front of her, pointing to a picture. Angel looked at them taking it all in. "My name is Fang and I work for the government. We've decided to give you a second chance." He said.
"Why? Why me?" Angel said through clenched teeth.
He looked at her and responded, "Because you're a young, white female with no personal ties or paper trail. Those do exist, but they're hard to come by." As he walked and sat into the metal chair, Angel looked at him scared. "What really grabbed our attention though, was how you managed to kill a criminal we were about to take out." Angel had heard enough and made a break for the door. Fang saw this coming and quickly grabbed her arm, pulling her down and pinning her arm behind her. Angel gave out a cry of pain. "His name was Sam by the way and he was part of a smuggling ring." He continued as if nothing had happened even though he had her hand in a position ready to break.
"It was Zephyr! I didn't kill no one!" Angel protested through tears.
"Your friend's body was found next to his apartment, dead from an overdose." Fang said. "No one showed up to his funeral either." He let Angel's arm go and she immediately scrambled onto her bed clutching her hand to her chest trying to protect it. "Your life is over Angel. I'm here to offer you a new one, but you have to be willing to earn it." Fang said.
"What do I have to do?" Angel asked.
"Learn." Fang said, and with that he started walking to the door. "Learn how to serve your country instead of just yourself." He said and then tapped in the door and left.
Maximum Ride
There is a girl, 5' 8". She is dressed in an angel costume, wearing a bikini and holding a drink. She has wavy blond hair and a slim, toned figure. She is seen walking towards a bald white man sitting in a hot tub surrounded by a small circle of water. She sits down on the sofa and takes off her sunglasses.
"Chica!" The bald white man beckons to her. "Come." He says.
The girl stands up. "What is your name?" He asks.
"Maximum Ride." The girl answers.
"Maximum Ride. Never seen you here before, Maximum Ride." He says. "Who brought you here?" He asks.
"Please, just call me Max. I think it was Ella, Elle?" She responds.
"Come, have a drink." He says, pouring her a drink.
"I was kind of hoping to stay dry, why don't we go to the bar?" She asks.
"If you want to stay, you're going to have to get wet." He says. She smiles seductively and hands her drink to a nearby guard. She walks over to him. "See? Now was that so bad?" The man asks, taking her hands and passing her a drink.
"I would've preferred the bar." She says. "It's just taking your bodyguard out is so much harder. Sexist Pig." She whispers scarily.
"What-?" The man asks, but before he can finish, Max has already broken his neck in one twist and thrown a knife at the nearest guard. She picks up a chair and blocks the bullets shot at her and takes out that guard as well.
"Target is down, I need extraction one kilometer south!" She says, flapping her wings and flying up into the air.
"Negative, extraction impossible. You always had troubles following the rules, didn't you?" A male voice says through the comm.
"Jeb what are you doing? Fang! Get me out of here!" She cries worried.
"I told you, getting out is impossible." Fang says appearing behind her with a gun.
I wake up breathing heavily, in my car. Another nightmare from my days in working for the school, at least it wasn't as bad as the ones where they tested on me. I took a minute to gather my breath and start the car. A few minutes later, I arrived at a house I had grown to hate. I rang the doorbell and out she stepped.
"Hi Anne." I said, wearing my shades.
"Hi Anne? That's a nice touch honey, but I'm not buying anything." She says cruelly.
I growled, "Alright, let's try this again. Hello mother." I said taking off my aviators.
"Maximum Ride!" She said half stunned, half mad. I took her by the throat, pushed her in the house and over the sofa onto the glass coffee table. She landed, shattering it.
"Wow, still spick and span as I remembered it." I said snarkily. "Too bad, I'm not around to mess things up anymore, huh?" She tried to grab me and I twisted easily, hearing the crack and the sound of broken bones. She fell back onto the couch clutching her injured arm.
"Y-y-you broke my arm!" She stuttered.
"Shut up Anne, try to pay attention." I say, smashing her flat screen T.V. with my fist
"M-M-Maximum. Honey." She said and I ignored her.
"Don't you honey me!" I said so calmly it was scary. Oooh, I was one scary person. "I was 11, I'm 16 now." I say. "I was scheduled to be cancelled but instead I attacked and they tell me I killed someone, I try to remember but I can't. They believed I was ready."
"They put me in your house where you treated me like crap while I did side work for the School." I said. "They told me I was serving my country and that I was getting a second chance. What they didn't tell me was that I was going to be killing people. They were training me to become an assassin" I said. "Before they sent me to you, they trained me for a year harder than they had ever trained before and they shot more needles into me than breaths I took. Finally, they sent me to you. At first I was happy that I was no longer training and being tested on, but being here was worse. You kept me in a cage every night and barely fed me anything. You had me take care of all your shit for you. I was perfectly fine until I broke one of their rules."
"What rule?" She asked. I was silent for a moment, the memories still painful.
"I fell in love." I responded quietly. "He was a civilian, his name was Dylan. After three months together, I was going to move in with him and get away from you. I was going to have a normal life, but the school wouldn't allow that. So they killed him."
"So what does that have to do with me?" Anne sneered.
"You know why Anne, they're still after me. They were keeping tabs on you in case I showed up, but that's okay. I want them to know I've been here; I want to leave them a message. It ends now." I say.
So tell me what you think and if you've seen the show or not. There will be some Fax later in the story. :)