Prologue: The Rundown. 'Debriefing'
MAX's POV
The run down on my life:
Your probably wondering who I am, or to be more precise, what I am.
I'm Maximum Ride, I'm 16, and I have wings. Yup you heard right, wings. A bunch of whack-job scientists decided to experiment on babies and see what they could create. I just so happen to be one, now I'm an avian-human hybrid. Happy me. (Note the sarcasm.) I was able to escape with Nudge, Angel, Total and Loki and for awhile we were living on the streets. That's when my mom found me, Dr. Martinez. She's a scientist too, but not one of those nut-jobs (though she did work for them once. That's how she found me.) I even have a sister Ella, she's completely human. Together we all decided to take out those nutcases, that's how our group was formed, Guardians—the name was Angel's idea.
Nudge is our communications expert. She's got a motor-mouth, but she's good at getting information (surprising she can learn anything at how much she talks). She knows how to work technology; she can even know who's been doing what just by touching things. She always knows what's new in the world (the news channel is TiVo'd on her TV).
Angel is my baby (not literally). She can read minds, and she's only eight. She makes sure that no one spills their guts about our home base, by controlling them—she can do that. She normally wants to come on missions with us, but we all decided she was too young. She's okay with it since she just watches everything that happened in our minds when we get home.
Total. Total's Angels talking dog.
Loki is our weapons specialist. She wasn't just tested-tortured at the school (before we escaped). She was trained as a lethal weapon. 'Nough said.
Ella is our normalcy expert. Since she's human and grew up as a normal girl, she knows how to act like a normal girl, and do things a normal girl would do. She's the one that makes sure we fit into the world when we go outside.
Me, Max, I'm the leader. I take care of the group. I'm strong and smart. I'm known for my witty and sarcastic remarks that save people the horror of living a humor-deprived life. I'm just a bundle of joy.
But you we weren't the only people that wanted to take down the School—what we call the place all those nut-case scientists work. We didn't realize there were others that wanted to take down the School till one of our missions. In the middle of it we ran into some boys. We got into a little fight (and I didn't throw the first punch, thankyouverymuch) and from then on, even though we're working towards the same goal, we're archenemies. Brilliant, right?