Heyy. This is my first fanfic ever. (Well, the prologue to it) And despite what it looks like... FAX!
Disclaimer: I'm not James Patterson. I dun own Maximum Ride. Wish I did though.
10 years ago...
I watched the ground silently, my eyes wanting to cry. For so long I have been in this orphanage. I tried to recall my parents... parents who left me here, not caring. No matter how many times I tried, their faces were not appearing on my mind. It was just impossible.
I hear a creaking sound beside me. I turned to look who it was, blinking fast to force the tears to stay within. There was a little boy my age sitting beside me. He had bright turquoise eyes and dark honey-colored hair. He was smiling.
I envied his smile. How could he be so happy if he was here? Here in this accursed place. Abandoned by his parents. He was just like her only he was smiling. How can he smile like that?
"Why do you look so sad, Maximum?" He asked, slight worry clouding his face. I shook my head and turned away. He pats me in the back. I look at him again and he tells me to smile. So I do.
It was small but it was a smile no doubt.
There were several of us here, about 7 or 8 I guess. The space was rather large too. Yet out of all of them, only Dylan talked to me. I still wasn't sure of what to make of it.
Suddenly the door behind us banged open. It was the only door here and it was always locked from outside unless someone came in, usually to feed us or check on us.
I think it was the latter today.
Fourteen people in white coats stormed in lead by a doctor we were familiar with. The doctor instructed us to open our wings. Yes. Wings. Those mean people experiment with us.
I looked at Dylan beside me. He unbound his wings and spread them. It was dark chocolate brown. Mine were also brown but in varying lighter shades with bits of white feathers.
But I didn't show mine.
Not to these strangers.
I hate strangers and fanning out my wings for them felt weird. So I didn't.
The doctor we knew approached me and bent down. His face revealed a vicious snarl. "Well?"
"I don't want to" I said pouting and turning my head away.
"You don't...want to?" the doctor asked, venom dripping from his voice. I stuck my tongue out at him. I didn't care what he did to me. He will not force me to show my wings to strangers.
I saw from a corner of my eye him raising his hand to slap me. I shut my eyes. I heard it hit but my nerves didn't send messages of pain. My eye opened to see Dylan in front of me. He had blocked the slap with his forearm.
The doctor's face contorted with rage. "Oh... so you too hah?" He kicked Dylan on the side.
"NO!" I yelled.
The doctor ignored me and continued punishing Dylan. "You're trash, kid. You dare rebel me? You're inferior to us, humans. You're nothing! That's what you are!"
Dylan stayed silent, receiving the blows without a word. I was about to scream again but Dylan glared me down.
The doctor hit Dylan one more time before he was satisfied. He brushed his pants and returned to the students. Some looked okay with what happened while some looked horrified.
After a few minutes, the doctor and the scientists left. Just like that, it was the signal for everyone to crowd Dylan.
It was about a week later and everything returned to normal. I returned to my ever so l lonely spot not moving more than necessary. Behind me, I heard the door slam open once more. All of our heads snapped to that spot.
The same doctor went in and last week's events flashed in my mind. His eyes landed on me immediately. "You, come with me" he said still looking my direction. I gulped.
"Where are you taking her?" I hear Dylan's voice say. I look at him and try to glare him down but to zero effect.
"Shut up brat" the doctor sneered.
"Where are you taking her?!" Dylan shouted.
"I said shut up! She's being reclaimed!"
I was being wha-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-at?
Everyone looked at me, their eyes following me as I walked out the door. "That's a good girl" the doctor sneered mockingly. I looked at my mates left behind. It may be the last I see of them.
I follow the doctor through complex door, stopping at one labelled 'authorized personnel only'. He dragged me in with him.
Immediately I see a woman in her mid-twenties. She had dark brown hair and similar chocolate brown eyes. Like me.
Beside her is another doctor I've seen around the place a couple times. I ignored him, focusing on the woman.
"This is your mother Valencia Martinez" the doctor beside me gestured to the woman. Suddenly anger arises within me. This... this was the lady that ditched her kid in the worst possible orphanage. But mixed with the anger was happiness. Valencia... Mom... Whatever. She came back for me.
"And..." the doctor continued. I looked at him. "That is your father Jeb" He says, gesturing to the other doctor.
"Who?"
"Jeb"
"Who?"
"Jeb"
"Who's Jeb?"
"HIM!" the doctor cried pointing at the other doctor. My eyes widen. Impossible. This cannot be...
I look so much better than him!
"You are to live with them and not speak of this organization to anybody" the doctor instructed, "Any objections?" I wanted to shake my head and yell 'NO'. But I couldn't. My mouth wouldn't open and speak as I wanted it to.
I felt a tingle go down my spine as I head towards them. I'm not sure if it was anticipation or disgust. But once I was in their grasp there was no turning back. The call of a home and family was just so alluring for a six-year old. I couldn't help it.
I hop in the car and watch the building grow further away. It's the first I remember being outside that place. Just before it disappears from sight, I read the words I.T.E.X. neatly printed on the top of the building. I look away. I feel like a traitor.
Then I turned my back on my past life and did my best to forget it. What's done is done. I never thought I'd see them again.
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