Hey! I'm a new writer on and i love Maximum Ride! This is a continuum of the ending of a Nevermore by James Patterson. Tell me if you want another chapter! Thanks!
Max sprung awake. Where was she? There was a very familiar, yet terrifying aroma that filled the air. The dreadful scent of disinfectant lingered in her nose. The smell of white coats. As her vision cleared, she saw a girl sitting on her bed reading. Ella? She looked up from her book and sprang off the bed. She excitedly ran down the hallway. A minute later, she returned with two whitecoats. A woman and a man. My mom and dad?!
"Hello Max," Her mom said, "I'm Dr. Martinez-Batchelder. This is my husband Dr. Batchelder. You are probably wondering how you got here."
Jeb continued, " You and many of the other children near you where involved in an accident. You were on the way to Springfield for a field trip when a truck hit you when it swerved into oncoming traffic. You see Max, you have been in a coma for the past year."
Max was confused. What were they talking about?
"Is today April Fool's Day? 'Cause this isn't funny." Max said with a smirk.
"I'm sorry, Max; but this is no joke." Her mom said. "I'll go call your parents while resident Dwyer takes you to see the other children involved in your accident."
DWYER! Bridget Dwyer!? The twenty year old pulled a wheelchair up to her bed.
Bridget pushed Max up to the first bed. Fang?
"Max," Bridget said, "This is Finn. He was sitting across the aisle from you on the bus."
FINN!? WHO THE HECK IS FINN?! Fang looked up. He gave her that half smile that made her melt.
"Max, right?" He laughed.
"Why dont we move on, Max?" Bridget said, breaking the silence.
"Oh... Um ok." Max said, looking back at her.
"See ya!" Finn said as Max was pulled away.
Bridget pushed Max up to the next bed. She shook its occupant. IGGY?
"This is Issac. The accident left him blind."
WHAT IS HAPPENING!? "Please dont make my blindness define me. My name is Issac, not blind."
BURN! YOU GO IGGY!"Now if you dont mind, i have some wiring to do." He picked up a dissected fire cracker off of his bedstand and began to ignore us. Bridget pushed Max up to an empty bed covered in a pink comforter. EMPTY. A loud chatter down the hallway caused Max to know who was the owner of this bed. NUDGE.
"But you see, your uniforms look much better once you add rhinestones!" Nudge squealed as she was carried down the hallway by two security guards. And, you guessed it, their once navy blue uniforms were cover in pink and purple rhinestones. The angry guards plopped Nudge back on to the bed and one said,
"If you get out of this bed one more time, we'll be forced to get restraints."
Nudge let out a scared gulp and sat down cross-legged. She stared down sadly at her blue bedazzle gun and sighed. But her melancholy expression didn't last long.
"HIIIIIII! I'm Nina! Max, right? You know what? Your hair could look real cute with a pink streak! OMG! Dont you think that these drab hospital gowns should come in something other than this dead blue?! For a fashionista like me, this is like medieval torture!"
And with that, the girl Max formerly knew as Nudge passed out. Stunned, Max look back at Bridget worriedly, but Bridget simply replied,
"Narcolepsy."
And pushed Max on. When Max reached the next bed, she was immediatley hit with an awful stench like a ton of bricks. Max then knew who was the owner of this bed. Gazzy. Just then, two sea blue eyes peered over the white sheets.
"I dont want my medicine." The boy mumbled, eyeing Bridget.
Bridget chuckled and shook her head. "Gregory, we talked about this. If you want to ge better, you'll have to take your medicine. But that's not why i'm here. I want you to meet someone. Gregory, this is Max. Max, this is Gregory."
Gregory pulled the covers down from his face, revealing an army helmet and a painted-camolauge face.
Gregory smiled, and gave Max a wink. "Hey girl, do you eat Lucky Charms 'cause you're magically delicious."
Max rolled her eyes and said, "Keep dreamin', shortie."
"I will," Gregory replied as Max was pulled away.
The next bed was covered with stuffed animals and toys. A little girl sat there drawing. Max recognized those blond ringlets anywhere. Angel. Her baby. Bridget sat on the edge of the bed and said, "Watcha drawing there, sweetie?"
Angel looked up, smiled, and handed Bridget the drawing. Bridget frowned. "Angela, we've told you numerous times that if you play into these nightmares, they will only continue."
"But they arent nightmares, Bridge. They're-they're-oddly real." Angela said sadly, hugging her teddy bear. Max recognized it. Celeste. Bridget got up from the bed and said,
"Once i'm done showing Max around, I'll tell your therapist you need another council."
As Max was pulled away, she glanced at the drawings which layed on the bed. It was a picture of seven children, and a dog, all with wings. It was them. The flock. Her, Fang, Dylan, Iggy, Nudge, Gazzy, Angel, and their flying, talking dog, Total. Where were Dylan and Total anyway?
"That just about wraps up our tour," Bridget said as they headed back to Max's bed. "Sorry about Angela, after the accident, she began to have these nightmares. A form of PTSD apparently. She's the youngest of the kids in this accident. Only seven."
An hour later, Max awoke in her bed with two brown eyes staring right into hers. "Andrew, get off of her!" She heard Ella whisper. Andrew climbed off the bed and stood next to Ella.
"Hi. I'm Ella. This is my baby brother Andrew. Our parents are your doctors, so they let us come here to make the kids happy. That's why I was reading to you earlier." Ella paused, and then whispered something to Andrew. "We'll be right back" She said as the excitedly ran away.
Why did Andrew look so familiar? Then it hit her. ARI. Her little seven year old brother who was gentically mutated to become an Eraser.
A few minutes later, they returned with a little black scottie that Max knew so well. Total. "This is Total. He's a therapy dog here." Ella said, placing Total on her bed. Total excitedly scurried towards Max and licked her nose. Max waited for Total to say something, but he didnt. He just acted like a normal dog. Strange.
Another therapy dog walked up to the bed. Akila. "Looks like it's time to go. Say goodbye, Total." They all walked away.
Max's so-called "parents" came for two hours or so, but she didnt remember most of it. All she could think about was why was her world upside down? The people she once called family barely even knew her! Her thoughts were interupted by a loud happy cry.
"MAX!" At the end of the hallway stood Dylan. He ran towards her holding roses, a teddy bear, and a balloon that read, Get Well Soon! in bold pink letters. He rushed up to her bed, carefully put his presents down, and leaned dow"n to pull her into a kiss. She had wide eyes as he pulled away.
"How's my favorite girlfriend feeling?" Dylan said as he handed her a glass of water. She spit it up all over the bed.
"Wha-What?" Max pondered.
Dylan laughed, and said, knocking on Max's forehead," Wow, you must have hit your head pretty hard there, sweetie. I've been your boyfriend for three months."
After about an hour of talking, which was mostly Dylan filling in Max on her so-called "life", Bridget came by and told him visiting hours were over. He kissed Max on the cheek and said that he'd see her soon.
Bridget called lights out, and all of the kids climbed in bed.
Max sat awake, confused. None of this made sense. She creeped out of bed and tip-toed over to Finn's bed.
"Finn. Finn. " She whispered.
"Wha-What?" Finn said, "Maxine Ride, what are you doing up?"
"I couldnt sleep. Can tell you something?"
"Whatever."
"Angela's dreams are real. Me, you, Iggy, Nudge, Dylan, Gazzy, Angel, and Total were genetically modifyed leaving us with wings and other talents. Me and you have been in a relationship for more than a year! Total can talk! Ari is my brother who was genetically modifyed to be a wolf man! We've stopped many evil organizations side by side! We-"
"Max- stop. You know, maybe you should start seeing Angela's therapist. 'Cause you're crazy." Finn pulled his covers over him and turned away.
Max was so surprised, she backed up into the wall. She went to pinch her wings, as she always did to wake herself from a bad dream, but only felt her bare back.
Her wings weren't there.