Prologue
Hi. I'm Maximum Ride.
And I just unexpectedly and painfully gave birth to a baby boy in the middle of a forest somewhere in Mississippi, by myself. Alone. As in no one else was with me. As in I need to get to a hospital, like, right now.
I took off my shirt (I had a beater on underneath, perverts) and wrapped it around my baby who was covered in blood, umbilical cord and all. Yes, I'm drastically tired and just wish to lie down and sleep, but I can't. Not yet. I cautiously jump into the air, hoping my baby isn't affected by the air in his face. I cover him as much as I can with my small shirt. But he's small too. Really really small. A preemie. This just makes it even more vital that I get him to a hospital. He can almost fit in the palm of my hand, and I'm terrified that I'll lose him.
I know what you're wondering. Why am I giving birth alone? Where's the Flock? Four simple words can answer that.
They. Kicked. Me. Out.
About four years ago. They thought I was leading them to more danger. Not away from it. It tore my heart to bits. Anyways, I was at the School for a little longer than three. I was tested on. Experimented on.
Horrible.
But (surprise surprise) they found a way for me to get pregnant without sperm. Wonderful, right? But luckily, I escaped while I was pregnant and became homeless. Reason number one why I'm giving birth in a forest. This baby and myself is all I have. I'm sure my mom, Dr. Martinez is worried but I mean come on...I can't keep running to her with all my problems. It's not fair to her.
My baby being a preemie was only expected. I haven't like a normal pregnant woman should. I haven't done what a normal pregnant should do. No ultra-sounds, no check ups. Nothing. This baby was bound to be unhealthy.
I looked down for a good second and saw a hospital. Amazingly, it said Metro. Thank God! I coasted down slowly so the air wouldn't harm my little boy and ran in. Just by the way I look, they probably think I'm junkie who's gotten herself in a rut. Little do they know, I'm just spirit-broken Bird Girl who's gotten herself in a rut thanks to evil scientists.
I went to the counter and actually begged. Something I never thought I'd do.
"Please....please. I just gave birth to him...by myself. I need some kind of care," I explained to her.
"Oh, of course of course!" She dialed someone's number on the phone and they ran out, taking my baby. I was hysterical by now. I really hope they don't make a big deal of the wings.
"Okay, is there anyone we can contact?"
"....No....."
"No family? No one?" I shake my head sorrowfully.
"You're all alone in this world aren't you?" She asked me. I nodded crying even more. Let the sobs take me. The lady came from behind the counter and pulled me into a hug. God bless this lady!
"You know there's only so much we can do for you?" She said. I nodded again.
Now we all know that someone this nice is very very hard to find. I'm just glad I did find someone this nice. She actually held me until the doctors came to check me up. They all looked concerned and like they actually cared. I felt so warm and comforted. But I knew it wouldn't last forever.