Well, here is a story very loosely based off of Maximum Ride, which I don't own by the way. It is originally the brainchild of one of my good friends. Her, another friend, and I have all gone and done our own points of view. It gets ridiculous in some parts, and there will be some angsty moments along with torture scenes. Welp, let's get this party started.

"Damn it guys. Why is it that when I get a large enough car, you all have to pile into MY car?" I had just gotten my new car yesterday and they are already trying to pile into it. School had just ended and I was heading to my car when I saw every single one of my friends aside from Kara and Kate sitting outside of it.

"Because we can, God damn it." Deja said, jumping onto the roof of my suv from the front passenger side.

"Really now, Deja? Please get off the roof of my car." At this point, I was already wondering why I didn't expect this, I mean, they all are just a tad bit crazy.

"Only if I get to ride shotgun to Kara and Kate's house."

That's right, we all agreed to go to Kara and Kate's after school today. "Fine, but only if Ethan is okay with it."

"You're a nigger so why not." Why did I expect Ethan to say that?

Everyone began to get in the car, and once everyone was seated, I said, "Okay, everyone, make sure you have seatbelts on and hang onto your panties because the ride might get a little bumpy today." Little did I know at this point in time that I would be needing the plow on the front of my car.

We were approaching a set of train tracks that had a small hill leading up to them and I began my warning, "Guys, thank you for choosing Foxy Air. We will be approaching our point of lift off soon." I began speeding up to a speed that not many would be stupid enough to hit, causing everyone to scream, a couple of them in fear, and Deja in excitement, but I'm not sure which. "Yeehaw! This is your pilot and we are clear for lift off!" I said that right as we were about to hit the train tracks. The moment we came off the ground, I realized that I may have fucked up. "HOLY FUCKING SHIT THIS IS CRAZY!" In the back seat of the car, I saw Ethan not really caring except for a 'You're a nigger,' and I saw Mikayla holding onto Matt, Rebekah screaming, and Stephanie and Chloe holding onto each other. "WHY DID I DO THIS?"

Meanwhile, Deja is screaming in joy, "Hell if I know, but this is fun."

As soon as we landed, everyone's heads hit the roof of the car, except mine and Deja's. I immediately resumed my pilot act, "Thank you for your cooperation, Foxy Air has officially made its first safe landing. Please choose us again next time." No one responded until a few minutes later when these white vans blocked the road a little ways in front of us and right behind us.

Deja was more than slightly confused when my hand moved to my shifter. "Um, what are you doing?"

Rebekah, still getting over having her head slammed into the roof, spoke up, "Deja is right to ask that-" She was interrupted by me slamming my foot on to the accelerator, "What the hell are you doing?"

My silence told them that I wasn't saying anything as my speed quickly rose to 70 mph. "This is MY house suckers, so don't mess with the fox!" The blockade approached quickly as my car plowed through the white vans. Everyone got shot forward for a second as my speed slowed slightly, my plow pushing the vans to the side.

Rebekah, finally coming to her senses yelled, "What the fuck are you thinking? Are you trying to kill us?"

Me, finally deciding to speak like a normal person said in response, "These people are obviously not your neighborhood friendlies, so why should I let them stop ME in MY tracks in MY car?" I didn't let anyone answer. "Good, no objections to continuing. MOTHRFUCKERS!" I yelled out as we plowed into another blockade, this time at a speed of 80 mph. This caused everyone to hit their heads on the seat in front of them, Deja into the dash, and I just pushed myself away from the steering wheel to avoid affecting my driving.

After repeating this process a couple more times, Deja pointed something out. "Fergie, that is an armored vehicle in front of us. How are we getting through that?"

Once I realized what she said, I came up with a plan. "We aren't going to go through it. We are turning around, so brace yourselves for the thrill of a lifetime." I through the car into first, pulled the emergency brake, slammed on the regular brakes, and spun the wheel, thus causing us to spin uncontrollably and scream uncontrollably, in mine and Deja's case the screaming may have been of enjoyment. When we finally stopped spinning, my rear end just barely touched the door of the armored vehicle, preventing anyone from opening the door. "Remind me to do that more often." I said that while everyone in the back seemed like they were about to puke and Deja was panting as if she just had the time of her life.

Ethan commented in his usual way while Destiny was pissed. "What the hell was that for? You damn near could have killed us."

I turned around in my seat and said, "Well I didn't kill you, now did I? Now, brace yourselves again. I'm going full steam ahead to try and get back the way we came. Oh, and this one is for you Rebekah. God bless motherfucking America!" I took off the e-brake and floored it, immediately flying into second and then third. This car, albeit a suv, had a race motor that allowed it to accelerate pretty damn quickly, and a transmission to match it. Eventually we had to stop due to the sheer amount of cars they could provide, but by this time, I had destroyed probably 20 of their vans, if not more.

The moment my car stopped, I locked my door and reached under my seat and pulled something out from under it. Deja saw what it was and had a deadpanned look on her face. "Aren't those illegal to have on school grounds?"

I looked down at the machete I had pulled out and said, "Not if they don't find it."

"Nigger," Ethan said in his usual retard-like voice when he was joking around, "why are you so stupid?"

"Cause I'm so black I'm white, so shut the fuck up while I keep these sons of bitches away from my friends." I unbuckled my seatbelt and waited for them to open my door with my machete aimed to where it would be right in their faces when the door got opened. As soon as the door opened I yelled, "Back the fuck up or I will cut yo ass!"

However, as soon as I said that, I was pulled out from the side of the door by someone I couldn't see. Before I hit the ground, I put my free hand out to allow me to roll forward. As I came out of the roll, I shot upward and got into a sword stance with the machete in my right hand ready to be swung. The men outside of my car were in black suits and appeared to be unarmed, but I wasn't so sure because of the armored vehicles. The one who pulled me out of the car, turned and saw my stance and realized that I wasn't kidding. My lips were snarled and my left hand was cut up from the road. "Hey kid, isn't that weapon a little dangerous to be playing around with?"

I immediately snarled and growled, and realized that the long hair must have mislead him. "I'm sorry, but I've got to tell you that I'm just as much of an adult as you. I turned 18 yesterday, so don't call me a kid."

"Okay, but that still doesn't excuse you for wielding a weapon against us. We just want to ask you some questions." The man made a head motion to something behind me and I just dove to my left, dodging someone's overhand strike with what looked like a metal pipe.

"So, you want to fight like that, eh? I can oblige you." I looked into my car, straight at Deja and yelled, "There is another one under your seat, so prevent anyone from getting in the car." After I saw a nod from Deja, I began fighting. The moment the larger man in black swung the pipe again in another overhead strike, I used the machete to block it. The force behind the strike jarred my arms. "Damn, this dude is strong," I said under my breath.

As I bared the barrage of strikes from the man, I heard something clang inside my car and Deja yelled, "Why the fuck do you have a sword in your car?"

"Grab that. Now." I ran to the door of my car, kicking the dude in front of it to the side and as Deja tossed the sword to me, I grabbed it by the hilt and tossed the machete to her, which she grabbed in a similar fashion. I flourished the sword in my regular manner and remembered that I had a shield in the trunk of my car. "Deja, hop in the driver's seat and find a way to get everyone out of here as soon as I close the trunk." She nodded in affirmation as soon as I ran to the trunk and opened it, revealing my shield. I grabbed it and strapped it to my left arm quickly, slamming the trunk shut in the process.

The big man just grunted before running at me while Deja drove the car away. The person that I kicked stood back up and looked disappointed. "You should know that they will be caught as well. But, this is an interesting development. I never thought that you would go so far as to have weapons in your car just in case you ever had to fight anyone."

I slightly laughed as I raised my shield to block another strike from the pipe. "I am always ready for the zombie apocalypse. Hell, I have even more stuff hidden in my car already because I was up all last night modifying the interior of the car, so you never know what I might pull out next." As soon as the man went for a side swing with the pipe, I swatted it back the same way he was swinging from with my shield and put a shallow gash along his chest with a diagonal downward swing. The man grunted in slight pain but continued the fight nonetheless.

"If you want to end this fight, you'll have to fight more than just him," the man in black said this as more people like the one in front of me came out from the trees on the side of the road.

I looked at all the people in fear for a moment then remembered the first Nerf LARP we had at school. "I think I can make an assumption about these big dudes."

"What would that be?" The man in black looked at me with a confused look on his face.

"They may be strong, but their endurance is very lacking, which means that I win." I began running towards the first one I was fighting and stabbed him in the gut, tearing the sword out from his side while spinning towards my right to use my shield to block the weak slam from the pipe as the man fell to the ground. Something in me had clicked, from slight sanity to major insanity, as if the fight had awoken another version of myself.

"You truly do know what you are talking about. Their strength is emphasized over all of their other attributes, because they have been genetically modified for such reasons. We didn't expect you to have the smarts to have them flee while you stayed behind, nor did we expect you to actually be crazy enough to plow through our vans and throw your car into such a risky maneuver, but nonetheless, you won't be able to escape this and your friends won't be able to escape."

I began laughing maniacally, my final strand of sanity snapping momentarily, making him see the side of me that very few have seen. "I guess it's time to have fun with these grunts." I began running at the first huge man in front of me, this one had no weapon, just his bare hands. As he slammed his hands in a hammer fist down towards my head, I pulled my shield up, bracing for the impact, and stabbing forward towards his heart, piercing it and causing it to shred itself with every beat it made before I tore my sword out in the same way as the other person. As I spun, someone was approaching me from behind and I just used the momentum to slice through his neck. His head fell to the ground, a look of shock forever painted on it, and from the neck flowed his crimson life force all along the ground as the body collapsed. This pattern of bloodshed continued until I realized that the men were endless.

The man in black whose name I do not know began speaking into a walkie-talkie. When he was finished, he spoke to me, "You might as well give up now; your friends have been captured."

I immediately thought, 'Damn it. I thought Deja could get them out.' "Well, I guess I will have to go down with a fight still. I wouldn't be a warrior if I went down without a fight, I mean, these guys have to have an end."

"Oh, your friend is kinda roughed up already, so I'd stop if I were you; you might cause her to get hurt more, especially since she bit the shit out of someone."

'Damn good job Deja; time for me to do my part.' "Deja would want me to keep the insanity going, so nah brah." I began beating the shield with my sword, and when I stopped, I spread my arms and let out a battle yell. The moment I began fighting again, I was weaving in and out of the men, blood flying each time I passed by them, my face covered in the blood, a sadistic smile and a devious look in my eyes. I threw my shield to the side and began a blade dance that would rival that of a swordmaster of the olden days. Blood was seen flying through the air, creating ribbons of red as I danced, and a gleam from the blade was also seen as I twirled in between the people.

This went on for almost 30 minutes when I was finally taken down after the tenth tranquilizer shot. As I was passing out, the man that was apparently the boss said, "You fight with the tenacity of a bear, but the agility of a fox. Your actions fit that of a fox though, so I know what animal you are now, you fucking relentless demon. I hope they make you rot in hell with these tests."

Right before I passed out I stated, "Well, this fox will drag you down into the shadows of hell with it then, bitch." It was then that I fully blacked out.