Disclaimer- I wish I owned something, but sadly, I don't.
Warnings- Rating is for touchy subjects later on in the story and for some language.
Prologue
Some say that it is not death or darkness that people fear; it is only the unknown that lies in the death and darkness that we fear.
I agree.
But, what we seem to fear even more is the known doom that lies in our future, and the fact that we cannot avoid it. This is something that I have experienced first hand.
For me and my family, living in fear is a given. We are in a permanent state of paranoia; not something most kids our ages have to deal with.
And the reason for it is most certainly different from that of all the others.
You see, my family is more like a flock. We stick together through everything, and we have accepted that we can only depend on each other, or die.
And we all have wings.
Fourteen years ago, a little baby girl was experimented on by mad (as in crazy) scientists, and became the first successful human avian hybrid to ever live. I was that baby girl.
Since then, at least five other babies have gone through the same thing for various amounts of time.
My name is Maximum Ride (Max if you don't have a death wish), and you will never know the hell I've seen. I'm fourteen years old, and I spent the first ten years of my life in a cage in a laboratory in California, being experimented on and, basically, tortured. I stand about five foot eleven inches and weigh barely 100 pounds with long sandy blonde hair and pale skin. I can fly at supersonic speeds that not even my other family members can. I am the leader of my flock and also the oldest.
Next is Fang. Fang is an extremely handsome, fourteen year old boy, and if you don't know him like I do, you will never know how he feels. Despite being almost four months younger than I, he stands roughly 4 inches taller and weighs slightly more than I do. He dresses in all black all the time, which matches his long black hair and olive skin perfectly. He has no powers as of yet.
Iggy is third in the line-up being only 6 months younger than I am. For a blind guy, he does pretty well in the screwed up life that we all live. It's kind of ironic that the blind guy is the most conspicuous of us all, being even taller than Fang and thin, even by our standards. His bright red hair is a huge contrast to his extremely pale skin, and his blue eyes always appear misted over, since the whitecoat (scientists) had an accidental slip of the knife and changed his life forever. Despite his disability, he has extremely heightened senses, making him the best watchdog even without the use of his eyes.
After Iggy comes Nudge, our eleven year old motor mouth. Nudge has dark brown hair that comes naturally with her dark skin that curls tightly. Just as a fair warning, Nudge is as talkative as Fang is quiet. Don't say I didn't warn you. She can sense human presence in inanimate objects, which comes in pretty handy when your trying to find the password for a computer.
Gazzy (or the Gasman) is our youngest male flock member at only eight years old. He and his younger sister are the only true blood relatives in our family. His name says it all-or most of it at least. He has nearly deadly gas and can imitate any sound or voice that he hears. This is the source of many of the fights amongst Fang and Iggy. Gazzy and Iggy are a dynamic duo, in which they build bombs that come in very handy during fights but have also caused major issues.
Last, but not least, is my baby, Angel. Obviously, she's not my real baby being six years old now. She and her brother share blonde hair and blue eyes that can make me do almost anything. Not that she would need her eyes. Angel is a mind reader. She can also control minds, breathe under water, and talk to fish. Not bad for a six year old, huh?
Each one of us started out at the School (the lab where we were created) but escaped with the help of one of the whitecoats, Jeb Batchelder, four years ago. Two years later, when I was twelve, he disappeared, and the weight of the world fell on my lap, only for him to show up later on as a traitor.
Then, two years after his 'disappearance', Erasers showed up and flipped everything upside down. After four years of peace, our vacation was over, and the games had begun once again.
Now, the four of us are on the run, doing whatever we must to stay alive. And, now, not only are our lives at stake, but the lives of the whole world, for I have been chosen to save the world.
Oh, joy.
Once again, my name is Max, and you will never know the hell that my flock and I have seen.
I know that it sounds kind of depressing but it won't be so much next chapter.
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