Minimum Ride
A Maximum Ride Fan Fiction
Chapter 1: An Odd Up-Bringing
So sorry, where's my manners? Hello, I'm Kate, and it might have occured to you, I have wings. Yeah, I know, that sounds really freaky and fake, but I'm tellin' ya, they've been on my back for as long as I can remember. How, you ask? You might have heard of a facility lab from Hell, called the School. No? Well, it's right there, smack dab in the middle of Death Valley, on the road paved with good intentions. Hard to miss.
It just happens that when I was born, doctors told my parents I had to be put on life support - fake - and the only way to save me was to let a genius doctor treat me for a rare disease only to be carried by premature infants - also fake. This so-called genius was an evil scientist named Ter Borcht, who frankly needs to find a new hobby. I was experimented on, grafted with avian DNA, to such a point where I'm only 98 percent human, and 2 percent of what I like to call 'Avian American'. Fun combo, eh? Turns out, when my parents got me back, I had goofy little baby wings folded against my back. Of course this wasn't discovered until my parents brought me home and gave me a bath. So, when my parents went back to the hospital the next day for some answers, all the doctors had scattered, leaving only confused nurses and unhappy patients.
So now I'm just Alyssa (twelve), living an almost normal life with my parents and my sister. Yep, I have a totally normal, 100 percent human sister, Payton (fifteen). Since she was only three when my parents brought me home, she has no idea about the whole 'Avian American' thing. We've decided to keep it a secret from her, for apparent reasons like 'She'll tell everyone, then we'll never be left alone.' Stuff like that.