Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum ride. We all have James Patterson to thank for this amazing book.. It is awesome and I have nearly the whole series .
Note: This is for people who have read the maximum ride series and are familiar with it. Enjoy!
Intro : The fugitive.
Ryan gripped his knife, quietly waiting for the odd looking Erasers. He had been on the run for almost a month, having broken out of a secret facility in England. He hadn't had it bad there, unlike many that were held there. This place… this place was a place that genetic experiments that were being constructed by scientists .These experiments involved splicing animal DNA and grafting it into humans, and seeing the end result. Most of these turned out to be mistakes, and never lasted for more than a week. He was different though. He was different from the day he was born.
While the "Whitecoats" (This was what everyone called the scientists)had tried to graft different animal DNA into humans, and almost all of them had failed. Almost. He was one of those successful hybrids…and as a result, they had been training him as a soldier for who knows what reason. He had wings… he had damn wings! He had never wanted this at first, realizing that his chance at a normal life had flown out the window. He had been born with them, and for as long as he could remember, the Whitecoats had run test after test on him.
However, they must have thought he had promise, for they did not treat him as though he were trash, like the rest of the experiments. He was treated ok, and was given military training. There was one catch though. When Ryan had been relaxing in the dining hall, he had overheard something disturbing from two Whitecoats. They had plans to turn him into one of the wolf-like Erasers. Erasers, like Ryan, were genetically changed, except with wolf DNA. They were used as lackeys for the facility, and were exceedingly ugly. So Ryan, not wanting to become one of those brutes, did the one thing he could… Leave the facility.
So here he was, crouching and waiting for the Erasers to show up . Two had found Ryan and had tried to subdue him, but one had ended up with a broken neck and the other with a slashed throat…but not before they could call for backup. These Erasers had evidently been sent out to capture him, and take him back to the "Prison", which was what he called the place.
However, being a human-avian hybrid certainly had its perks. Ryan could fly, obviously, be there were a few skills that he had developed and put to use. Ryan's hearing was for one, incredibly sharp. He could hear anything from a mile away if he really concentrated. The same thing went for his sight. It was as though he had hawk eyes. . He could see even the smallest object if he put his mind to it. As for his physical being, Ryan couldn't understand a bit of it, except it would help him survive against the Erasers. He had enhanced strength, resulting from the genetic mutations, or whatever they were. He could lift most heavy objects that many adults couldn't even move. Also, Ryan needed much more to eat than any human. He could chow down a whole pizza, and be content, not stuffed.
Ryan heard a crunching sound, which could only be Erasers clumsily making their way through the forest.
He readied his knife, and dove out of his hiding spot, tackling not an Eraser, or a Whitecoat for that matter…what he had caught was what appeared to be a human soldier. Ryan released his grip on The man, sailing out of sight behind some trees. The soldier scrambled to his feet, firing his rifle in Ryan's general direction. Ryan had thrown himself flat on the ground, anticipating the soldiers' reaction. Bullets whizzed over his head as he crawled to a tree and began quietly scaling it. The soldier had stopped firing and was surveying the surrounding area. He was looking specifically towards Ryan had vanished. He was inching his way forward, when Ryan had jumped off the tree branch he was perched on and crashed down on top of the soldier. He quickly grabbed the man's pistol and put it to his head.
