This is the first/Last time I will give credit to James Patterson, and Suzanne Collins who own the characters in this story. Except Anna, she owns herself. Rated T for Hunger Games content later on.
Chapter 1
If you have never flown before; you haven't lived. No I don't mean that commercial airline crap I'm talking wings spread, wind whipping through your hair kind of flying. That's what I'm doing now soaring over beautiful fields and the occasional lake. My right wing man: Fang, sails silently next to me. Before I continue let's go back a bit...
My name is Max. Maximum Ride. I'm fourteen and live with my family. Well we aren't blood related but we do share some DNA. Avian DNA. We were raised in a lab by the sickest scientists imaginable. We were tested on, drugged and lived in cages for most of our lives. That is because they injected bird DNA in to ours so we are 98% human. That other 2% has a big impact. To sum thing up a scientist named Jeb took us away and we lived together until Jeb disappeared. If you want to read the many adventures of Max and her fabulous feathered flock (try saying that 5 times fast) you can buy our many books. But for now the six of us are on our most fabulous adventure ever.
Hey! Sorry for a short chapter, but they get better. Also for more Maximum Ride fun, read my friend, FaxRide16's stories!
-Abby