Here is Feathers Fallen for Love! Think this as an early Chirstmas (or whatever holiday you celebrate) present! I might update this story again next week, after finals are done. :) Hope you like it, thanks for reading Wings of Freedom and this one as well. I will try to have longer chapters and less cliffys! (no promises though!)

Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride or Twilight! You all know that by now.

On with the story!

Feathers Fallen for Love

Prologue

It started out as the classic "boy next door" story. He was Nicholas Taylor, the cute, sweet, smart boy… I was the new girl with a mysterious past. He had a mom and dad… I had a younger brother and sister. He was a normal human… I-along with my younger siblings- were not. We were human hybrids freaks who grew up in dog cages in a secret lab. We had so little in common, but did it really matter to us? I guess not. Would things have gone differently if Nicholas knew the truth about me? Would he have been so eager to date the runaway lab experiment who's chances of being found grew with every day she stayed in one place? Probably not. Then again, people can surprise you. Especially people in love.

"You're my angel," Nicholas would tell me, making me wonder how much he actually knew. My younger siblings, Willow and Flynn, didn't seem to mind that their older sister was dating someone. Willow at times would be silent and distant, but she didn't say anything. I should've asked her what was on her mind. What I did was brush it off and continue to live in my own little world, sure that I had found my happily ever after,

Why did we pick that town? That house next to his? Why did we choose to stay so long, in said house? When we all knew it was too dangerous to try to live normal lives among everyone else? I guess we were tired of running and wanted to see what a normal life would feel like. Even if it was only for a short while.

They came for us when we were at school. They set a trap for us. They had been watching us, waiting for the perfect to strike. And they knew how to get to us: use who was closest to us. Normally, it was only our little flock. But we had made the mistake of letting Nicholas into our hearts.

They broke my heart when they took him. I chased after him, blind to what was really happening around me. By the time I could rescue him, it was too late. My Nicholas, the sweet, caring Nicholas, who I had fallen in love with was dead. In his ashes had risen Nick, the Eraser who craved revenge on me for ruining his life. It tore me apart when I had to leave him there, knowing that I would never see my Nicholas again, and the next time we met, Nick would be trying to kill me. What's the quote? Love hurts? It couldn't be truer. I was in so much pain, yet I had no injury.

I can safely say that I have never been the same after that. My heart broken and harden, I find it hard to let anyone else in except my little family who was already apart of it. Every time we meet, Nick calls me Angel, and part of me still hopes that my Nicholas was still in there somewhere, but the logical side of me pushes that back, saying that there is nothing left of Nicholas. That him calling me Angel is a jab at me to make me feel the pain I had put him through. Well, it worked.

I used to tell Willow and Flynn that since we had wings, we would someday have wings of freedom, wings that would let us have our freedom. Now, as I lay curled in a ball in a dog cage once more, I can only think about the feathers that have fallen for love.

Sooooo? What do you think? I know its kinda short, but its a prolouge. Sorry 'bout any errors or anything else you see. :/

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