Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride, James Patterson does.

A/N: Hi readers, I'm really excited for this story since it's my first actual story. The other ones I had collaborated with some friends to do, so here goes nothing!

Chapter 1

My name is Kitty Kraken, but my friends call me Kit, Kat, or KitKat, and if you call me anything else, I will personally make sure you land a place in the hospital. My birth name was Katrina Santiago, but I could never be the little helpless girl my parents wanted me to be. They wanted me to be a 'small helpless girl' that way my brother would do everything for me. My sister, brother, and I were triplets, but I was always the weird girl in the family. When I was born, I was born with a few gifts. I can read minds, I can control objects with my mind, and weirdest of all, I have wings. My wings are 15 feet across and white at the top, turning reddish at the bottom. But there was a catch, my own parents had shunned me, and there were always people trying to hunt me down, to control my powers. My parents didn't even know that I had powers though. They shunned me because I was different, I wanted to be strong, brave, to be able to handle things myself, but my parents shunned me for it. I was fine with it after a while; I thought my family was weird. Always acting perfect, eating perfectly, talking perfectly, walking perfectly, ugh just thinking about it makes me sick. So after about 14 years of that, I ran away. They hadn't seen me for a year when I decided to go home. They grounded me, but I didn't listen, even after I run away they still treat me like dirt. Everything changed when they told me I wasn't their real daughter. They told me I was found on their porch during the winter of 1998 and they took me in because I was only a baby at the time. They told me that I was in a basket that had a note attached to it. The note said,

"Please take care of her. She won't be like other kids, and people might go after her. Her name is Katrina, don't tell her she isn't your daughter until she turns 15. It would destroy her." So, now I've told you about me, let's get to the real stuff.

January 28, 2011

It was my best-guy-friend-since-pre K's birthday, and since he doesn't like making a big deal about it, we just went to the best ice cream shop in town with all our friends, which wasn't many. Just JJ, Max, and Jace. I was really good friends with Max and JJ, but Jace was Max's cousin so he had to tag along. The only way I knew him was when he came to a few of Max's and my dance competitions. Just so you know, Max is a girl, not a boy. Anyways, back to the story. I didn't have my driver's license yet, so I had to wait for my brother to pick me up. I thought his car was coming up, but then something hit me hard in the head and I passed out. I can't remember anything more than that.

-Time Lapse-

When I woke up I was in a light-blue-walled room, with two mahogany dressers, beds, one door, and two desks. There wasn't a lot of extra space in the room like there was at my parents' house, I don't call it home because it never was, and I wandered my way over to the door and opened it, it opened into a torch-lit hallway. I walked down the hallway, and there were about 10 different doors with what looked like names and numbers and all of the doors were different colors. I looked back at the door that I walked out of earlier; it had a light-blue plaque with mahogany words. Katrina Santiago- 15 it said. That's my name and age, which meant that the other doors... were rooms; that is, if the labels were all in the same 'format'.

"OK, someone's going to the hospital! Who took me to this place?!" I started screaming. A girl poked her head out of a door and said in a quiet voice, "Go back to your room before he comes, he'll punish you severely." I guess she was a scaredy cat. No pun intended, you know, since people call me Kitty… anyways.

"To bad for him, 'cause it's gonna be the other way around." I yelled. He called me my birth name. I already told you that anyone who does that goes to the hospital. Then I got hit in the head again. Let me tell you, I need to get me one of those hit-in-the-head-things. As I went down, I heard a voice say, "I'm John Miller, and you are my newest slave."

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