Okay well this is the first "Official" chapter and stuffeses, yeah you can call me Dimitri (that's my new super awesome pen name!) I'll probably change it once I find an awesomer guy name...

I don't own Maximum Ride

And here it is


Archer POV

I don't know how long I had been strapped here, to this vertical metal plate, naked, with Whitecoats coming in to do what they do, Erasers coming in to do what they do. It was so cold in this place, the cold kind of reminded me of my life. To be abandoned, to be pushed to where you can't take it anymore, the pain, watching your friends die in a cage right next to you, does anyone really deserve this? I remembered, I was one of the experiments that was most likely to exceed the greatest avian human hybrid, me and my "brother" Whisper.

So they removed us and began there work, forcing us to fly in winds of five hundred miles an hour, opening us up while we were conscious, injecting us with drugs to see how we would react, locking us in rooms of extreme temperature. Testing our sanity through different torture techniques, and letting Erasers after us, in fact... that's how I died...

By the claws of an Eraser, I was dead for two years, and then... they rebuilt me, refusing my heart, lacing my bones and organs with an indestructable material, making soft feathers out of steel looking organic metal, restructuring my face and body, the list goes on. Then they stuffed eight of us in a room to see how we would react to each other, for five years.

There was Whisper, the only person who knew me inside and out, I know more than most but not all, he was a loner before, but after I died... he was left alone for the Whitecoats to torture, I loved him so much, but I can't...reach him.

Rhaksha my like... best friend ever, she's gorgeous but... she has a tendency to be... very violent, and doesn't take any crap, from Erasers, from Whitecoats, from me, from anyone for that matter, I think she's the nicest to Flame though.

Flame, my little bad ass, well not really mine since she tends to do things on her own, in her own way, smarter than me, tougher than me, probably going to be a good leader and she's seven years old, but she's really sweet...sometimes.

Heather, wait for it... yet another girl who's tough as nails, but once you get to know her, she's actually pretty nice, and pretty good with kids, she would make a great leader.

Ghoust the... let's say mature for his age..."normal" one, he usually has my back, and is pretty cool to tell you the truth, he's kinda like a big brother.

Thorn... well he's quiet, he doesn't...listen well I'm sure if we weren't freaks of nature, you would catch him with a tattoo and maybe even a motorcycle, but he's an all around good guy, but that dude can kick ass, have you ever seen a 321 pound Eraser get judo flipped?

Tanner my jokester well occasional jokester, but when things come down to it, he serious, he's pretty cool to be around, and that guy is so lucky it's not even fair, the Whitecoat women think he's just wonderful... and give him cookies and stuff... I never get cookies and stuff.

And there's me... Uhm I'm not as tough as nails, and I'll admit it, but don't screw with my family or I'll run you the Hell over, I can be tough when I need to be, but I'm usually nice and relaxed but not to the point where I will let myself be run over.

I heard the door open and suddenly a chilly wind blew across my naked body causing me to squeal a little, just a little, "Um hey Archer, I smuggled some food for you," Oliver said softly, blushing, I smiled at him, "Thanks," I whispered, "But the cameras you'll get caught," I said. He shrugged, "I don't want you to die," he said pulling out the food.

Out of every batch of Erasers there is always a mellow one, like that best guy friend you have, and Erasers are pretty cool before they're brainwashed and manipulated into blood lust and hatred of bird kids, they were just well how would I say it...cliche big brothers. The majority loved sports, thinks fart jokes are hilarious, and slap the female Eraser's butts when they pass by, flirt outrageously, and, and, yeah...

Oliver had to spoon feed me because my arms were strapped down, he kept looking up and blushing causing him to miss my mouth a lot, I mean it's already embarrassing I have to be spoon fed, and I'm naked. Kinda awkward situation.

"I gotta go they're coming," he said quickly shoving the last spoonful in my mouth and wiping my face, "I'll come visit you soon," he promised, I tried to hurry up and swallow but the Whitecoats already in the room. The big male one walked over close to me, "What are you eating," he hissed, "Food," I replied opening my mouth wide to show it's contents, "It's yummy," I said giving him my cheesiest smile.

"Who said you were allowed to eat?" "Who said I wasn't allowed to eat?" "Are you back talking?" "What's with the stupid questions?" "Do not insult me" "You seem grumpy today? You and your wife having relationship troubles?" "SHUT UP!" "Oh did I strike a nerve? or is someone just not getting enough loving how long has it been since she told you she loved you?" "You are testing me" "Yep, and you have failed... miserably" "I SAID SHUT THE HELL UP!" "WHY ARE WE SCREAMING!" "ROSALINE SHUT THIS LITTLE BASTARD THE HELL UP!" " ARE YOU ON DRUGS SIR!" :I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" "I'M SORRY YOUR MOTHER NEVER LOVED YOU!" then he reared back and b-word slapped me.. hard too.

The recoil loosened my straps just enough... perfect, I brung my feet out, my leverage and unatural strength allowing me to loosen them enough to slip my feet through and before the Whitecoat could react I had brung my foot up hard, it crashed into his nose and I heard it break. I huffed and swung my legs up so that they were hooked to the top of the metal table, so that I was in an arch.

The reinforced velcro snapped under pressure, and I was free, the male Whitecoat was trying to sit up but I grabbed him buy the hair and shoved his face into the concrete ground. The female Whitecoat was huddled in the corner slowly inching toward the alarm button, I swung around snatched the clipboard from the male Whitecoat and hurled it at her, the side connected with her wrist it made a crunching sound and she cried out clutching it close to her.

"Oh no," she whimpered, "Oh f*** yes," I hissed ripping a pipe off the wall, I hit her gently just enough to knock her out then I snatched her long white robe buttoning it up. I snatched her access card and slowly snuck into the hall, okay there were cameras so I didn't have a lot of time.

I saw my raver goggles in the next room, I opened the door and pulled them on my head, suddenly I felt confident... okay queers Archer is back...

No where would the fire alarm be?

Flame POV

I just couldn't wrap my finger around the stupidity of the School, I mean how can so called geniuses be so idiotic, to them humans and animals are like a mix and match set, I bet those people don't do any research at all. I'm not even sure how the freaking government hasn't found out about this yet? Because the School isn't exactly oblivious.

I sat down on the cold metal floor and sat, this is what they wanted us to do know, just sit here, I don't know, "Do you guys hear that?" Tanner asked shifting from that bobcat form of his back into a boy, I cocked my head and listened. An alarm, a... a fire alarm, ringing very loudly, the pounding of footsteps, and screaming, suddenly there was thump then another than a full blown crash and there Archer stood clutching the unopenable door in her hands.

She smiled at us, "Indestructible only from the outside," she said with a smile, we stood shocked for a second, where the Heck had she been? "Come on people go haul ass!" she cried we all spun into action, running through the opening, and into the hall. The power dampeners of our cell didn't work on us in the hall and I felt confident as the energy of my ability began to course through me.

The School was in complete chaos, people running around, Erasers randomly attacking things, the hallway flashing with red lights, "Just go where the others are going and stick together!" Thorn yelled over the roar of shrieking, crying, shouting and ect. Heather grabbed my hand and I frowned a little but allowed her to tug me in the direction of the mass of people.

"Oh no you better get the Hell off me!" I heard Rhacksha scream, then to my horror I saw flames leap from her clenched fists and began to lick the walls, catching people's clothes on fire, and rising into the air, the whole hallway being metal only caused the heat to intensify and people to panic more. Now there really was a fire, and people were going ballistic! Did I hear gunshots I couldn't tell. Everyone was screaming pushing, I felt my hand get torn from Heather's as I was tossed into the crowd, I punched and shoved but no one seemed to budge, I couldn't scream for help, it was too loud, I couldn't find anyone so I just ran with the crowd.


The sky I hadn't seen it in so long... some people say crayons are sky blue, paint. even eyes, but no one can obtain that color, the clearness, and untainted purity of it, I thought as I flew in circles in front of the demolished School. Flying, my wings pumping, the slight tug of air resistance at my body, just great to be alive.

"Flame!" Tanner called out, I turned to see him flying up to me, he was covered in soot, bruised, and a little bloody but he looked happy to be free. "Where are the others?" he panted joining me in my swooping circles. "There," I said pointing to the familiar little people below peering up at us in the safety of the trees far away from the School. "Let's go," Tanner said diving down toward them curly blond hair tumbling around his face.

I felt like laughing... we were finally free from hell on Earth...


And that was it, sorry if portrayed Flame wrong, I was trying to make her seem tough, but at the same time intelligent, but then that's hard to do with a five year old. REVIEW! pleases?

I'm gonna try and do GhoustXEnergy, hey AvengingAngels your dude seems to be pretty poular...*wink* Anyway thanks for reading