Being Nice is Fictional

by Maximum Writers

Three more members are here to help... or are they? Max and Fang are having problems, and one of them leaves. When they come back, will they like each other again, or will the new couple be Gabe and Neveah [OCs]? [FAX]

1. Chapter 1

Characters.

(This is just to give you an idea what my OCs look like.)

Neveah- FEMALE

Nickname : Nev

Age : 12

Hair color : light Brown

Eyes : Brown

Teeth : No braces

Skin tone : Fair-ish-tan-ish

Gabe - MALE

Nickname : Gabriella (Nev uses this to tease him)

Age : 12, 2 months younger then Nev.

Hair color : Dirty blonde

Eyes : Blue

Teeth : No braces.

Skin tone : Tannnn

Alyssa - FEMALE

Nickname : Lyssie (barely used)

Age : 9

Hair : Straight brown with [un-naturalblonde highlights.

Eyes : Sky blue. (Again, not related to any of the flock)

Teeth : No braces.

Skin tone : Fair-ish. Sunburns really easily.

MARE&HAYL :

Hey everyone!

This is our first Fanfiction, so be nice.

Otherwise, no flames!

Thanks, and we hope you enjoy!

AND,

DISCLAIMER FOR WHOLE STORY :

I do not own MR, JP (James Patterson) does. And I envy him, and there has to be some way I can gain possesion of it... Lol I'll be a mini Anna Nicole Smith.

XD Anyways, I do own the plot and my made up characters. DON'T STEAL! Kay.

Prologue

Neveah was sitting in a... cage. She still couldn't understand why she was here, why her back was in such pain, and why two of her friends were in cages next to her's.

Two scientists walked in.

"Jim, are you sure these ones won't mess up?" he asked to the other scientist.

"I'm sure of it, Ben. This is it."

"Well I hope so." Ben said "Those other hybrids are failures. Hopefully these guys can knock some sense into them."

Neveah froze. Hybrids? Weren't those cars? What did this have to do with cars? (A/N: LOL. Sorry, I had to put that in!)

She was so confused, and her back hurt horribly.

One female scientist walked in about an hour later... maybe longer? She opened the cage door. "Come on, you're wanted in room five." she said, holding out her hand. Why wouldn't they call her by the name she was given?

Because, she thought bitterly. They don't care. They are sick, sick witches. She looked at a crate holding a human, but had scales and fins and, just ugh. It was so sad and disgusting at the same time.

"I'm an experiment." she murmured so softly that she could barely hear herself. "Against my will."

What d'ya think?
Review and we'll make what ever you want more of.
NOTE : This was just the profile... Max&theFlock are in the next chapter!!!