Hey, this is my first Maximum Ride fic.
Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride.
I crouched on the top of some tall building, staring out over New York City. Cars were barely moving and the streets were full of people rushing to and fro. I looked over at the park and saw a concert going.
"Oh, so cool! Can we go? Please, Max, please? A real concert!"
I shut off my memories, but not quickly enough. I felt a tear roll down my cheek, but I didn't move. To anyone looking from the street, I would be nothing more than a statue. A cold, lifeless piece of stone.
Which is exactly what I felt like.
3 years. It had been three years since that night. I hadn't fully gotten past the depression, but I was past it enough that I felt more than just numb. I felt nothing but anger and hatred.
They had taken them all from me. Everyone I loved. Now I was going to take everything from them.
Please review and tell me what you think. Should I continue?