Author's Note

HI PEOPLES! Ok, this is the first chapter in my first story ever, so no flames yet please? I can't even call this chapter mine, I adopted it from WingedNinja28 (this chapter is dedicated to you!) there might be grammar mistakes and all that stuff, but please ignore it. And for anyone who wants to participate in it, I do the whole 'virtual cookies' thing. For those of you who don't know what that means, it means that if you review or PM me or give me advice and things like that you get cookies! Once you get, like 50 cookies I give you a chapter before anyone else! 100 and you get to edit the next chapter. 200 and you get to be my beta! And so forth.

Chapter 1

Angel POV

I was jerked into consciousness by the obnoxious "IT'S ANOTHER SUN SHINING DAY! GET UP AND FACE IT!" God there were times when I just wanted to reach up and punch Max in the jaw. Hard.

I groaned and sat up, probably looking like the living dead. I glanced over at Nudge, who lay in her bed across the room from me, still passed out. I grabbed a pillow and threw it at her, "Nudge! There's a man here, he says he's from the… International School of Fashion Design- he's here to offer you a scholarship." I said to her, knowing that would get her up.

She lunged into an upright possession, "Screw sleep! I accept, I accept, I accept!" She yelled with her signature over-the-top enthusiasm.

"Works every time," I muttered to myself, only to receive a pillow to the side of the head.

"ANGEL, HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU NOT TO DO THAT TO ME?" Nudge practically screamed at me, I shrugged, pulling on a loose-yet-battle-ready pink dress.

"Lost count after twenty," I retorted before leaving the room.

Max and Nudge are so annoying sometimes. Max is our flock leader a she has the power to shape shift, breathe underwater, and fly fast. The second in command if Fang and he has the power to be invisible and also breathe underwater. Then there is the blind pyro, Iggy who can feel colors. And for some unknown reason he is the best at building bombs. Then there is the chatterbox Nudge who can sense feelings that people felt when she touches objects, and she's like a freaky magnet. She can also make computers and any electronics do whatever she wants. Then the Gasman, or Gazzy who was named that way for a good reason, and can mimic people's voices. Finally it's my turn to shine. I'm Angle (go ahead, think that it's true, I dare you) and I can read minds, control minds, breathe underwater, talk to animals, and change my appearance. It's kinda like Max's shape shift power but she can change into anything. I can only change the way I look.

I entered the kitchen of our new house, yeah- that's right folks, the flock's living in an actual house. If I was the leader, we would always have a house. I could get someone to build one for us. I was pouring myself some cereal while fantasizing about being the leader when Max stormed into the kitchen. Oh, here we go.

"Gazzy," she started in an eerily calm voice, she faced him. "What have I told you about not making bombs out of my clothes?"

Gazzy smiled sheepishly, "Never hurts to be prepared in case an Eraser attacks…?" His statement ended as a question, his thoughts ruled by fear. Max pondered this, and turned on him again, "I'll let it go this time Gaz, but next time you make a bomb use something else!"

I, for one, was getting sick of Max. No- scratch that, I just want to be the leader… Come to think of it, I know just how to do it!

I glanced at Fang and Iggy, who were sitting at the kitchen table, talking quietly among themselves. Fang was fantasizing about kissing Max… eew, and Iggy was remembering what it was like to see. By now, Nudge had stumbled into the kitchen, glaring at me.

I smiled, time to put my plan into action. I willed the entire flock to glare at Max, not at the same time of course, now that would look suspicious. Max glanced up at all of us, drawing her attention away from her bacon, confusion crossed her face and mind. "What?" she asked mouth full. I remained quiet, I knew it would be to suspicious if I as much as breathed a word.

So… "Leave the Flock." I willed Fang to say.

Barley shielded horror crossed Max's face, as her thoughts began to be fueled by rage.

"Why?" She practically spat, "I did everything for you guys, and I even got you this house. If it weren't for me, all of you would be dead. Why do you want me to leave?"

"You are putting us all in danger," Fang continued, I jumped in, unable to contain myself.

"Max-" I started, 'oh here we go,' I heard Max think- I ignored her.

"Wherever we go, something new attacks us. If not Whitecoats or Erasers, than some bizarre monster, we all know all of these attacks are linked to you. You are working for them."

"Traitor!" I forced Nudge to yell.

"I think it would be best for all of us if you just left," Iggy finished.

"Why the hell would I work for them? I hate them as much as you do!" she snapped.

"We know you're lying Max, leave." Fang commanded.

She looked like she wanted to argue more, but her head twitched to the side, and a look of irritation crossed her face.

It was the Voice, I could tell. I was never able to know what the Voice was saying, I could never read her mind when she was talking to it. It must have told her something very inspirational because suddenly, she stood up straight, flipped us the bird, grabbed our credit card and jumped out the kitchen window, diving into the canyon three thousand feet below. (Our house overlooked a steep canyon.)

Goodbye Maximum Ride. Don't worry I'll keep good care of your -actually now my- Flock.

Max POV:

Well. That was random.

I can't believe that! Just when I couldn't be any happier!

I want to stay, and I was just about to ring Angel's little head…. But the ever-so-annoying Voice gave me other directions. It told me to find a group called… Generation 55, whatever that means.

The Voice spoke up, "They are the generation of mutants created almost immediately after the Flock." Oh. I knew that.

"But where do I find them? What are their names?" Of course- I didn't actually expect the voice to respond. They wouldn't make it that easy for me would they?

"Colorado mountains, you will know them when you see them." Pft- you'll know them when you see them? Gee- thanks for the help Voice.

I decided to go. This little 'mission' was the only thing preventing me from flying back there to rip the flock's (No- Angel's) head off.

Colorado… not far from Arizona… I would prefer to go farther, but I might as well give this a shot. I used my super speed, and adjusted my course to Colorado. What if this was a trap? Well- I really have nothing better to do…now that I don't have a certain ungrateful, traitorous flock to worry about.

I flew for about two hours on warp-drive before arriving in the mountains of the state where I used to live, when my stomach started to growl. I rolled my eyes, figures.

I landed and went to a nearby dinner. Thank God I remembered to grab a credit card! I walked into a corny 70's diner called Gunter Tootsies and took a seat at a booth. When I say 70's themed, I meant 70's themed. There is a freaking teal-colored car in the middle of the restraunt, and about ten Guke Boxes scattered through the place, all playing the same song 'Run Baby Run.' The place was pretty full, surprisingly.

A perky lady in a classic style white waitress outfit walked up to me. "Are you ready to order?" She asked with a coy smile. I quickly looked over the menu.

"Yeah- I'll have the XL bacon burger- make that three, four orders of large fries, two chocolate chip cookies, and three large cups of coffee would be great." I said. She wrote this all down a small notepad, her eyes wide. "Um… Okay. With that much food… you will have to pay upfront." I nodded and gave her my credit card, "Taking some home for the family?" she asked. "Yeah actually, they wanted me to pick them up lunch." I lied to her, smiling back. I actually wanted to get my food this time, thank you very much.

She examined the card closely, "Maximum Ride? Unusual name, I like it." I shrugged as she turned around and walked away.

I was pondering my next move, when someone slid into the booth in front of me.

I looked up, surprised, but ready for a fight. There was a girl in front of me. "Can I help you?" I hissed at her, attempting to scare her off. It didn't work. "Are you Maximum Ride?" she asked curiously. "What's it to you?" I retorted, glaring. The girl had long, almost feline-like canines, big shades, tan skin, and a head of deep-black hair. She looked about Gazzy's age. She glared back. "Are You Maximum Ride?" she repeated stubbornly. I glanced around, "Yes, why?"

The girl's eyebrows shot up to her hairline, "Like the Maximum Ride? The one with the-" she leaned in and whispered, "-wings?" My blood turned to ice and I paled. The girl's excitement was barley contained. "I-I don't know what you are talking about." I stuttered as the perky waitress walked up to the table, her hands full of food. "Alright, here is your food Ms. Ride," she smiled her coy smile, as she set the food down, gave me back my credit card and walked away. The girl in front of me glanced at my food, then at me, "meet me on the roof of this place in 45 minutes, okay?" I nodded, still utterly confused, and agreed to meet her. "I'm Brooklyn Grey, by the way." She said before walking back to her booth across the restaurant.

She must be one of the Generation 55's. This was too easy.

I sat on the edge of the roof forty minutes later, waiting for this Brook kid to show up. Exactly five minutes later, the door to the roof opened, and Brook walked out. "So… THE Maximum Ride…."

"Get on with it," I stated with a sigh.

"Um… I have a question," she started, smiling nervously. I waved my hand, indicating that she get on with it. "Um… canIjoinyourflock?" she asked rapidly… wow she would even be a match for Nudge.

Wait… What?

"Umm…." Was my response.

"Wait, wait, wait!" She added quickly, waiving her hands as I was about to say no.

"Will this change your mind?" she asked, and slowly unfolded her deep bronze wings.

This was about to get awkward. Fast. On the upside she did have pretty wings.

Author's Note

Ok, I have the next chapter ready, because WingedNInja28 wrote that one too, but I WILL NOT UPDATE until I get at least 10 reviews, got it? Don't forget about the Virtual Cookies! You get 2 per review, but flames get NOTHING! MWahahahahahaha! Anyway, Later and Happy Spring Break!