It All Began With A Hangover

by You'reMyAllTimeLow

Maximum Ride had spent the past three years of her life trying to remember where the first fourteen went. One day, all of her memory is jogged by the dashing young male that goes by the name Fang. They help each other to remember what had happened between them throughout the years and create some new, beautiful memories to add onto the old. FAX. And a little EGGY.

1. Prologue

HEY GUIZE. New story alert. I hope you enjoy some lovely Faxness. FAX 5EVAR.

The main pairing in this is Fax, but you know I can't handle writing a Maximum ride fanfiction without a little Eggy… I can't guys; I just can't. *sobs* EEYOO. Anyways, Do read on.

Iggy: Daniella. You're forgetting something.

Me: Oh, heheh, right. DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN MAXIMUM RIDE OR ANY OF THESE LOVELY CHARACTERS (unfortunately, because I'd make the story line a whole hell of a lot more interesting and add lots more Eggy).

Iggy: I wouldn't mind being owned by you.

Me: I do own you. You're my bitch.

Iggy: I'm no one's bitch, are you kidding m—?

Me: BEHAVE AND LET MY READERS READ.

Iggy: Okay…

Carry on, then! I'll be seeing you all in chapter 1!11!SIXTY-NINE!31

I'd always wondered why I couldn't remember the first 14 years of my life. For the past three years, I would sit in thought, trying my hardest to reminisce, to remember how I got to where I am. I've seen bits and pieces, flashbacks if you will. But they're always incomplete and jagged. In every flashback, there's always a handsome young man who looks around my own age. He doesn't usually make many expressions, but whenever he looked at me, something lit up in the both of us. Butterflies would stir in my stomach, a certain sparkle would flash across his eyes, and the smallest hint of a smirk would tug at the left corner of his lips. One day everything began flowing back to me.

And this is the story of how I remembered who I was.