I DO NOT OWN NOR CLAIM TO OWN THE MAXIMUM RIDESERIES

You may be wondering why there is more to this story. The gang is alive, Max and Fang are back together, and the're on an island with no problems or erasers, Happy ever-after... right? Wrong. My name is Tyler, and this is my story.

It's been a couple years since the world...well...ended. There were some survivalist groups that lived through the end and the chaos afterwards. But that's no problem for Max and the gang though. They have a whole ocean separating them. Well unfortunately, wrong again.

There's one very large and powerful company that somehow survived. It's name is Itex, ring any bells? Yep, its back and creating better mutants than ever. They are none too happy that they don't have their precious flying test subjects to study. Now I guess you're wondering how I come into this now very weird and very screwed up picture. For that let's jump back to before the end of the world, but right after Max and the gang slipped through Itex's fingers.

It was my sophomore year of high school. I had tons of friends, was on the lacrosse team, a girlfriend, my life was great. I was invincible, not a care or worry in the world. That all took a dramatic change for the worse one cold, rainy, night (I know, pretty dramatic). Me, my girlfriend Ava, and my friends Randy, Trevor, Steven, and Connor went to see a movie. After the movie, we saw one of those blood drive trucks out front. We wanted to be nice and give back to the community or some s**t. We all piled into the bus and waited to get our blood drawn.

There were several guys in whitecoats looking over at us and whispering. I decided it was nothing and didn't pay attention to it. After we each got our blood drawn, we went to leave. I tried to open the door and it was locked. My heart begins to race as the whitecoats started pulling on gas masks. Green, thick looking gas leaked out of the ceiling. I didn't wait to find out if it was toxic or not as I charged the whitecoats. I didn't get very far before it all went black.

I awoke on the cold hard feeling of tile. As I opened my eyes my vision was blurry. I immediately opened my mouth to ask where Ava was. But nothing came out but a groan.

"He's awake" said one whitecoat.

"Move him with the others" replied the second.

I felt myself being restrained by handcuffs as I was dragged away. My eyesight quickly started to return. I made out testing rooms, bunks and a boatload of security. One thing struck me as a warning sign, there were no windows.

"So we're underground" I muttered to myself.

In the midst of my thoughts we made a quick left turn into a large room. I saw my friends all handcuffed to chairs around a conference room table. As I was forced into my chair, a man in a suit walked into the room. I quickly checked to see if my friends were all here, and thank god, they were. I turned my attention to the man in the suit.

The man started "I can tell you all are wondering where ..."

"You son of a b***h" Trevor interrupted. He received several clubs to the back.

"You are in the most secure training facility Itex has to offer" The man continued. "Your life as you know it is over"

"What the hell do you want with us"? I asked him.

"I don't normally do this, but you were selected..."

"Bulls**t" I retorted "We didn't sign up for anything" My head was taken from behind and slammed down on the table.

"As I was saying" He continued "You were selected to be trained and modified to peak performance. Then you will track down and capture our experiment who recently escaped. And no you don't have a choice"

After that we were all dragged though separate doors.

"Tyler!" Ava screamed.

I had no time to reply as the door slammed and I was strapped to a hard metal table. The disgusting smell of rubbing alcohol was strong. My wrists, legs and head were all strapped down, and I felt needles puncture my veins, and I HATE needles. I really started to panic and thoughts raced through my mind, We were going to be some scientific experiment. What does modified mean? My questions were interrupted as I was moved to another station. This time the whitecoats pried my eyes open. A laser passed over my eyes. After what seemed like days with the laser shining into my eye, they shut it off. My table, one-man prison thing (how you like that beautiful vocab?) was wheeled to a room with one bed in it. They unstrapped me, pushed me off the table, and locked the door as they left.

I couldn't sleep as i stayed in that dreaded room for what seemed like days. There were no windows and they took my watch. I couldn't help worrying about Ava and the rest of my friends. As I was sitting there I went over what had just happened. It was all so fast I didn't have time to think. It hit me that my life is over unless I find a way to get my friends and I out of this hell hole.

Something caught my attention in the far corner of the room, as I looked my eyes seemed to focus and zoom in until I could see the fly's eyes from all the way across the room. I jumped back, surprised at what I had just done. I realized that is what they must have been doing to my eyes. My mind started to wander to thinking what else they did. I tried to lift up the bed and to my surprise, i lifted the heavy metal frame off the ground with ease. Out of nowhere the man with the suit walked in and I dropped the bed to the floor. After a very long and awkward silence he spoke.

"Ah, I see the enhancements have worked" He said. "Come with me"

All I did was stare at him in awe. He waved me over with his hand.

"No restraints?" I asked. Still remembering the beating me and Trevor received.

"As long as you don't try any bulls**t" He replied.

We walked to the same room as before and I was happy to see all of my friends were safe. I sat down in the same chair as before.

"I think we got off on the wrong foot here" Said the man in the suit. "But I believe we can learn to trust one another eventually"

Another awkward silence ensued. I started to wonder if this guy was for real. I mean he kidnaps us, beats us, and then asks if we can trust one another? I am the definition of confused at this point. As in if you opened up a dictionary, my face would be next to "confused".

"I have an exercise for you young man" He said while pointing at me.

"Me?" I asked.

"No, the guy behind you, of course I mean you." He retorted.

"And what exactly is this exercise?" I asked.

He then took a gun out from under the table and slid it towards me. At this point my heart is racing again. He looked at me with a stone cold face and said.

"Shoot Me"