Author's Note: okay, well this is my first fan fiction, so bear with me! Sorry if you don't like own characters, but mine are gonna be pretty main characters. This contains major spoilers if you haven't already read the third Maximum Ride book, which rocks by the way, and this fic attempts to pick up where it left off…
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, places or concepts, except Rook and Mammoth, they're mine due to too much free time!
God I love flying. Seriously, it's the best feeling in the world. I love soaring above the patchwork jumble of towns below me. I love coasting on air currents. I love flying in tight formation, just skimming the tops of trees. I just love flying. Hey, and for once, no-one's after us.
For all you who are new to this, I'm Max, I'm fourteen; I'm in charge of five other kids of varying ages. Oh yeah, we all have wings. We are: myself, Fang (fourteen), Iggy (fourteen and blind), Nudge ( eleven and never stops talking), the Gasman (eight) and Angel who's six and can not only read minds but can control them too. Scary.
So here's the deal. We have just saved half of the world's population from certain destruction by the egomaniacal Director of Itex. Whoop whoop, go us! After rejoining Fang and the guys in the good old' USA we took a trip to my mum's house. Yup, my mum. The one good thing that came out of our trip to Germany was that I found out who my parents are! So we all hung out at with Mum, and my half sister Ella. But being the restless, mutant, bird freaks that we are, we left again. But don't worry mum, we'll be back, you can't get rid of me that easily.
Why did we leave? I'm not quite sure, but I had this overwhelming sense that there was something I'd forgotten. Do I know what I've forgotten? Nope. I haven't the foggiest.
Rook stretched, grudgingly exchanging sleep for wakefulness. She yawned and looked around as she sat up. Glancing to the other bed, she found Mammoth still in the grip of sleep. Muttering as she climbed out of bed, she made her way downstairs towards the kitchen. She turned on the radio and sat staring out of the window not paying any attention to what the newsreader was telling her.
The door opened and Ari walked in looking exhausted, even though he had fallen asleep over twelve hours ago.
"Hey. Sleep well?" Rook asked without moving her gaze from the clouds outside.
"No." Ari grunted, while he rummaged through cupboards. Rook jumped down and pulled out some bread.
"Toast, cheese on toast, toasted sandwich, or bread and butter?" She asked putting two slices for herself in the toaster. When Ari didn't reply she pulled out four more to toast later and removed some bacon from the fridge. "You can have a bacon sarnie then if you're going to be like that. And eat some fruit" Ari obeyed her strict instructions, grabbing an apple and turning to stare out the window.
Welcome to Fang's Blog
Today's Date: Already too late!
Guest number: Still broken…
First of all I'd like to say a HUMONGOUS thank you to everyone who helped crash Itex and all their little companies, you contribution in kicking their asses was greatly appreciated!
Well, we're all back together. Just like the one big happy family that we are. We're back on the road (flying) after crashing for a while at Max's mum's place. Turns out that she's really nice and makes great chocolate chip cookies. Dunno where we're going, but it sure feels good to be flying again.
Keep up the protesting guys, and the grown-ups will have to listen to us! Remember, it's our world too!
-Fang
Fang sat back, sighing thoughtfully. Just then Iggy came up beside him. "What do you want, Ig?"
"Could you send an email to someone for me?" he said sitting down.
"Sure."
Author's Note: well there it is, first chapter. Please tell me what you think and how I can improve!