As a reminder this story takes place either during or after book 3 of Maximum Ride. Don't worry the flock will come during chapter 3.
Disclaimer: I don't own any Maximum Ride character, only my OC.
Enjoy! ~Yvey
Chapter 1: No Memory
A memory. A faint memory that, as I was slipping to what may be reality, was fading away.
'It was a sunny day, out in the open with the wind whisking around. What may have been water was by my feet and there was sand between my toes. But just as it was getting good I was thrashing around screaming.'
Waking up, maybe it wasn't a memory. Maybe it was just a dream.
I felt a cold, hard floor underneath me and around was just plain darkness. All I could see was a dim red glowing sign that read, "EXIT."
Now that I think about it I'm not sure where I am or... who am I? I being to wonder, trying to think back but nothing was there.
With a panic rising up inside of me I thought, "Why can't I remember?" But, before my thoughts could get the better of me I heard a swishing noise and then a clang, and suddenly the room was filled with a piercing light.
My hands instinctively shot up to my face shielding my eyes. The light then became awkward as two shadowy figures appeared to what seem like a doorway.
A newfound hope filled within me as I spoke out, "Are you here to save me." My voice sounded hoarse and desperate. How long have I been in here?
As the two figures came closer to me and my eyes became accustomed to the light, they were two middle-aged men wearing lab coats. A look of wickedness played on there lips. Something was defiantly wrong.
They never spoke a word to me and instead grabbed a hold of my arms tightly, forcefully bringing me up to a stand. I didn't know what to do because I was frightened, so I obeyed their commands.
Bringing me out through the doorway, the smell of bleach hit my nose making me nauseous. We were in a hall of glistening white walls walking down what seemed like a never-ending maze. This wasn't good. I tried to plan a way out, looking around, but there was nothing more than walls.
We finally reached a metal door that slid opens sideways with a clang that revealed, what was my nightmare.
An operating room.
The men pushed me roughly inside with them. My mind was trying to think what to do, how to get out. So I ran to the door but it closed up and locked it's self.
Tears were beginning to form as I pounded on the door screaming. The men got a hold of me and as I was trying to get away, prying their hands off of me, I knew I was no match for them.
They dragged me over and strapped onto the medical table, striking me with multiple needles, and I began to fall into a slumber with tears in my eyes.
A memory. A memory that I'm sure was real and will never leave my head. How could I forget such a horrible human act as the one that happened... minutes, hours, days ago?
Waking up, again, I felt groggy and there was an anguishing pain on my back and in my head.
My sight was still fuzzy from the medication, but I heard a voice that sounded muffled and far away say, "Doctor she's waking up. We should get going and take her back to the room." The doctor agreed and they lifted me up and out of the room.
I was being dragged through the maze of hell to somewhere, again. A couple of seconds passed before we stopped in front of a door that read, "Avian Experiments". That was all I saw.
The heinous men holding me threw me into the dark abyss and locked me in it. Falling on my back I let out a painful scream.
What had they done to me?
These people didn't care about me. I was their little pig that they were ready to slaughter. An experiment. I hated it. I hated them. But I can't do anything about it. I'm stuck here to die, I guess. There's nothing for me to do. I can't remember anything. Who I am or what I was.
So I curled into a ball and cried, knowing it was the only thing I could do.
