This is my first story that I have submitted... YAY FOR ME! O:-.D
Disclamer: Sadly I do not own Maximum Ride. James Patterson does.
Flashback
Standing on a cliff I am looking at Fang. We had just told each other we loved eachother only a week ago what went wrong?
"Fang are you serius?" my voice sounded thick. Well I was close to tears.
"Yes I am. They are tracking us through you. If that's how they are tracking us then yes you have to leave. We are kicking you out." I wasn't about to let my tears fall in front of him, but what he said next nearly made me loose it.
"Besides Max did you realy think that I loved you?" He practically sneered.
"FINE! I'll leave and I hope your life becomes hell!" I screamed at him. Jumping off the cliff I let my wings out. Flying always helped me feel better, but not now never now. My heart had broken and it wasnt going to be fixed.
End of flashback
My head hurt as I finaly came to. The walls were white everything even the light.
The school found me a few days after Fang told me to leave. I have been here for four years now and I finaly had a plan to escape. Four long freakin years! My anger was driving me crazy they had diched me and left me to rot in the this hell. The whitecoats put me in an all white room. Every morning they took me to do experiments or tests. Well want to here my new "powers"... To bad I am going to tell you anyway.
They had increased my hearing and sight. My hearing was even better then Iggys. Acording to the white coats they fastforwarded my powers so I got them quicker then I was supposed to or something like that. I could heal things it had started as only being able to heal me but then it progressed to being able to heal others and bring them back to life even if they were near death. Iggy would love to have this one I could make fire, inlarge it, shoot it, and snuff it out and I think this is completely pointless, but if I concentrated on it long enough I could change the color of it and even make shapes with it. Then my favorite I have a forcefield. It shown purple and it blocked anything I wanted it to. They taught me all styles of fighting. To admit it I kind of liked that one.
Suddenly a little puff ball jumped onto my lap. Laughing I started petting it till it unrolled itself and it showed what it truly looked like. It was a little puppy I think a Jack Russel Terrior. One day I had found it and the whitcoats let me keep it so I wouldn't go insane. How thoughtful of them.
"Well you look happy today." Yes you are all probably thinking it didn't work. Well then just read.
"Yes I am. While you were sleeping I was able to shape shift into a wolf. Neat huh?" Yes he talked and he could change what kind of dog he was, but he preferred this shape. "Thats awesome Lucky." Smiling he was so adorable it was hard not to, but then a white coat came in oh joy time for hell...
They threw me back in there. You are probably wondering why didnt I use my force field? Well I will tell you why because they gave me a shot that made that power go down for a few hours. Standing quickly I started throwing my self at the door trying to make it bend to my will.
"COME BACK HERE YOU BASTARD! DO YOU THINK YOU CAN DO THAT TO ME AND NOT FIGHT BACK?!" screaming I started punching the door and was rewarded with a big dent in it. They did the one of their nicer experiments on me today, but it still hurt like hell. They shot me multiple times to see how long it would take me to heal. Let me tell you something healing when its done the pain stops, but when trying to get a bullet out of you it hurts like hell.
Surrounded my hands with gloves of green fire I continued punching the door the fire never burning my hands. Suddenly a hand was on my shoulder. Not thinking only acting I grabbed the hand flipped over and landed with the person on his back under me and my knees on either side of him to restraing him one hand on his chest. Then before my other hand still encased in the green fire could hit his face I saw who it was, I gasped and the fire around my hands dissapeard then I flipped off of him landing with one knee on the ground and the other bent like I was trained to. It was Fang.
