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Ok this is my first EVER Maximum Ride FF. I don't know if I should continue.

Ani: What? So your just goning to ditch me?

Naz: Yeah, your just going to scrap us?

Robina(don't ask looong story): No I just... Just disclaime for me and if you do a good job then I might continue.

Ani & Naz: Robina owns nothing!

Robina: Ok anyway R&R please?

CRASH!

'Son of a b….' I started jumping up and down on my uninjured foot. I looked around looking for what I knocked over. It was a blue and white vase. But this vase had ashes spilling out of it.

'Oh come on….'I said 'Who in the right mind would put an urn on the ground?' I walked pass a mirror. It had been ages since I had seen my reflection.

My Strawberry blonde hair was full of grass and sticks from the previous fight a couple of hours earlier. My 14 year old face was covered in dirt. One of my green eyes was swollen from a punch to the eye. Ouch.

'Santa…?' I looked up to see a small child probably six or seven. She was rubbing her eyes.

'Ummm…. Yes I'm Santa. Just practicing before the big day. Go back to sleep little girl.' I said backing towards the fire excellent entrance.

She noticed me backing up.

'Santa you can leave yet. You haven't had any milk and cookies.' She said walking towards me.

Cookies and milk. Yummy. I hadn't fresh food in ages. That's why I was around sneaking in here in the first place.

She started walking into another room which I assumed would lead to the kitchen. I followed. Well more really my stomach followed seeing as I hadn't eaten a good meal in three days.

When I arrived in the kitchen where the little girl should've been stood a Shifter. Shifters as you may have guessed are able to change what they look like. In this case a little girl wanting to give 'Santa' cookies. I just couldn't catch a break.

'Awww… and I was really looking forward to those cookies.' My voice full of sarcasm.

'Hey Ani what did I miss?' asked Naz. He was only six but he probable had the sense of humor of a great comedian and the guts of a… really gusty guy. That was the best I could come up with. Anyways he was tall for his age as we both were considering the avian DNA and wings. He had short blonde hair and big blue innocent eyes. His name was Naz cause I said he looked like a Nazi (School education about 'great men') so he is called Naz.

'Not much.' I said casually. 'Well we're not getting any cookies.' He looked at me pulling a face.

'No cookies?' he said the he made ten of him self. The Shifter threw a speckled pumpkin at us (it's not really a speckled pumpkin we just called it the cause it's an orange ball with dots on it and it emits an electric current that shocks us for a moment if we go near it).

'Oh no 'I said with even more sarcasm. 'A speckled pumpkin what are we going to do?' I started making the picture behind the shifter come to life.

Did I mention my power? No? Then let me tell you. I am able to make pictures or drawings come to life and kick butt or do anything I want and when I'm done with them they go back into they're picture or drawing. Anyways back to the fight.

'Ani I can't find any thing good.' said four of Naz's copies in unison looking in the fridge and pantry. My animated friend had the Shifter by the neck. I sighed and went over to the shifter and pull out his shifting chip (lets him change shape). With his cover the shifter went back to his original form which isn't very pretty. They look like a fish with no scales but human shaped. If you can imagine that then make it 10X grosser and you're just about there. They can't talk because were there mouth is meant to be is just skin.

I kicked it between the shoulder blades (weak spot) and it fell to the ground and turned into sand (they do that when they're dead well as dead as they're going to get).

Naz and all his copies walked over to me their arms full of food.

'You're going to be the one to carry it not me' I said eyeing the food.

'I wasn't planning to carry all of it. I was going to eat most of eat.' He said grabbing a doughnut. 'Besides I'm starved.'

We walked outside. We walked across the road to the park. Naz put all the food into a little pile and started stuffing his face. I was about to say stop being a pig but hey when you're a hungry bird kid you'll understand. We ate in silence enjoying all the tastes.

Naz held up a purple pickle.

'Don't even try it Naz.' I said grabbing it off him and chucking it into a pond.

'I just wanted a try.' He said innocently, 'I've never had a purple pickle before.'

'And you never are.'

We finished our pile of food in no time. I ruffled my light brown wings. They are the result of mad scientists grafting avian DNA to a helpless unborn baby. But hey, it had to be done to somebody and that somebody was me and Naz. Lucky us.

Naz uncurled his wings. His wings were white to match his innocent genre. We both took a running start and took off. Naz yawned. Making ten copies of himself really took a lot out of the poor little guy. We flew for about an hour before landing in a nature reserve. We landed on a tree and sat on a branch. Naz sat on my lap and fell asleep straight away. I stayed awake though. I always did fearing sleep and the nightmares it brings. Always the same ones. You would think always having the same dream would stop scaring you but not mine. They don't even make sense for crying out loud!

My eyes started drooping. Stupid sleep in all it's sleepingness. Unable to fight my bird body's needs I fell into a sleep full of the usual nighmare.

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Robina