Hey Guys, I'm back from the writing graveyard. And, yeah, I know I should be working on MtP or even D:tNG but a) I have writer's block on those at the moment and b) I actually had written new chapters for both of them but then my laptop crashed again and I lost what I had written.

This is something different, though. It's kind of lame and Mary-Sueish in places but I don't really give a shit, because this idea has been bugging me for nearly a year now.

So I haven't done anything for the Maximum Ride fandom in years and I haven't written anything for the Marvel fandom AT ALL yet so this is kind of different. Like I'm writing this mostly for myself, because it's total crap, but sharing is caring and all that so I'm posting it anyway.

Note: there's been a significant timeskip between the Max Ride books and this story. Max is about nineteen in this. Also, I'm disregarding the last few books in the series, because they're crap. It's set after CA: CW too.

Max POV

We landed in a clearing a few miles away from the building. We'd spotted the abandoned School building about a month ago and had been watching it ever since, to make sure that it really was abandoned. No one had come in or out and there had been no deliveries, so we were relatively confident that no Whitecoats was inside.

Normally, we would have totally ignored any building to do with the school and flow away as fast as possible but we'd only recently escaped a different School after being held captive for eight months. We needed supplies and money, and abandoned Schools were always a good place to start. For one thing, they always had a large stash of cash on the premises in case they needed to bribe or pay off somebody. It was a gamble whether or not it would still be there, but there was always a large pile of expensive scientific equipment that we could offload for cash.

"So, let's go over the plan one more time." I said as we huddled in a circle.

"Max will go inside and sweep the building for any Whitecoats or other dangers. If she doesn't come back within two hours, we will all storm the building and find out what's wrong." Said Angel.

"Thank you, Angel. OK, so I'll see you guys within the next two hours."

I adjusted my backpack and walked a little away from the group. Fang followed me.

"Are you absolutely sure you want to do this alone? I'd be totally happy to come with you."

I rolled my eyes. "Yes, Fang, I'm sure. You know I'm stronger than the entire flock put together. I can look after myself."

"Ha-ha. You got a new power of super strength. No need to rub it in my face all the time."

I shrugged. "What's the fun in being the strongest member of the Flock if I can't tease you about it?"

"Har-de-har-har. Just make sure you come back, okay? And I love you." He said, pulling me into a hug.

"Love you too. And of course I'll come back. I'm the one and only Maximum Ride."

I landed on the roof of the building of a crouch and folded my wings in. I glanced around. It looked like the roof of every large building. Ducts and vents and air conditioner exhausts. Trash and pipes. I spotted a small building with a door. It was locked, of course, but that was no longer a problem for me. I turned the handle and pushed the door hard and heard the thin metal of the locking mechanism snap in two. The door swung open and exposed a dimly lit staircase.

I walked down the staircase silently, making as little noise as possible. I looked in every room I passed just enough to make sure no one was inside, but no more. My job here was to sweep the building for people, not search for money or other valuable items. We would do that later when I had confirmed that no one was going to attack us.

When I pushed open I next door, I had to take a moment to catch my breath. The room was filled with dog crates. I walked through the room slowly, brushing my fingers along the bars of an empty cage.

Suddenly, I heard a noise out in the hallway. Quickly, I jumped up on top of a cage by the door and crouched down, ready to pounce on anyone unlucky enough to walk through the door. Soon, women with curly red hair in a black catsuit. She had a holstered gun strapped to each leg. I jumped off the cage and knocked her to the ground, catching her by surprise. The first thing I did was grab her guns and throw them across the room. She looked at me in shock for a second before jumping back up and aimed a kick at my face. I managed to dodge it. we fought for a few minutes. she was a good fighter, probably better than me, but I was stronger, faster and more agile, which gave me an edge. After a while, I managed to pin her against the wall. She struggled but I managed to keep her pinned.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" I asked angrily. I couldn't believe I'd been so stupid! Why on earth would they have left a School abandoned without someone to guard it?

She continued struggling. "Tony! Little help please?" she yelled.

So she was going to be difficult. I put my hands around her throat. "I'm Going to ask again. Who are you and where are the rest of the Whitecoats?"

I heard footsteps outside the door but before I could turn to investigate the room filled with a high pitched whining noise. Shocked, I let go of the women and we both dropped to our knees, her gasping for air and me with my hands over my ears. I saw a man step into the room and help the women up. At least, I thought it was a man. He looked like a red and gold robot. I didn't have enough time to think about it anymore, though because I was starting to get tunnel vision. I slumped over to one side and passed out.

OK, so that's the first chapter. And if you're wondering, yes Max fought Natasha.

Like I said, this is pretty cliched but whatever. It's fun to write and that's what matters.

Fly On,

Phoenix (and no, that not a reference to Max and Fang's daughter from the last book because I've been using this name for years, so Patterson can suck it.)