This chapter is dedicated to nathan-p, who gave me my first review for this story and it was amazing! it made me feel all happy in side! yay! *tosses nathan-p a cookie*

nathan-p: this story was not intended to be a future fic for Maximum Ride, but it actually did come out that way. and don't worry, everything gets much better after this. especially in chapter 4, the shortest chapter. :)

I own everything. yay. i rule a world. lol.

That music playing thing? its my ipod. a light blue 3rd generation ipod nano. :) my music inspired me for a lot of this story. you'll see that in later chapters.

Summary:Itex was destroyed thousands of years ago along with the world we know and love. Now, in the world of Yer, hybrids and mutants of all sorts rule the land and sea. Only one can rule the skies: Kaltezira. Having grown up with a group of people that seem to be worlds apart from her, she believes she is alone. Roaming the skies of Yer, she searches for a place she belongs, a place she calls home. When she finds such a place, it turns out that 'home' might not be as good as it seems.

on with the story! enjoy people!

Chapter One: My Domain

In this crazy world where freaks rule, I am the only outsider. Every city, every town, I face a new breed of freak, but none like me. This was the world of Yer, the world of freaks where every breed of freak owns part of the world. I own the only place no one can touch, the sky. The sky is my domain, Kalte's world, no one else's. My life has been a constant downhill dive, at no point has it ever been positive, just depressing and a never ending feeling of loneliness.

I had run from the Rez three years ago, the day I turned fourteen, or the day Balvor guessed I turned fourteen. That was also the day I stopped growing, a giant over the Rez at five foot eight. They had finally driven me crazy, their constant happiness, and their shortness. They were like annoying ten year olds you could never get rid of. But they were still the only 'friends' I had.

I had just woken up that morning and decided that today was the day I was leaving. I grabbed the only thing I really owned in my life, the music player that never died Balvor had given me for my eleventh birthday, and ran. I ran down the narrow streets of the village, everyone watching me as I passed. When I passed Balvor, spreading my wings and preparing to take off, he didn't look the least bit surprised. And I saw his eyes again. They were hazel, the same hazel that I saw in the shard of glass I called a mirror every night. I didn't bother to stop and ask him the question that had been in the back of my mind for as long as I could remember: was he my father? I just kept running and let my wings carry me as far away from this place as they could. I haven't seen the Rez village ever since.

I've had my share of experience with other people in these three years of being alone. I explored the world, meeting every group of people, every type of mutant, trying to find a place I could belong. With every group of people I've found besides the Rez, the Czem, Liyorz, and the Syollx, I have never felt at home. Well, the Syollx don't really count because I didn't really meet them. It's kind of impossible to get to their city since it's underwater. I think it's pretty cool, but the fact that I couldn't get there kind of proved that I wasn't going to feel at home there.

I had lived with the Czem people for a while, long enough to understand them. I thought for a bit, that that might actually be the place I thought was my home. But I still felt like a total outcast living among a group of, basically, people made from stone and just moved on. That was about a year ago I left them after staying for at least two months.

I found the Liyorz accidently. They are a wondering tribe of people the move within their own territory. They were an extremely happy bunch, up to a point where it was extremely creepy, and claimed to be able to control light. I think they were a bit crazy. It was that reason I left almost as soon as I had arrived. I lived in the woods for a majority of the time, actually preferring the silence and lack of company at times. But that is what my best friend, the music playing thing that never dies, is there, to fill the silence.

Memories, so peaceful, so helpful in passing the eventless days. I was flying along the border of the Liyorz and Czem territories, knowing it would take me closer to the Rez land than I had been in three years. I knew another land lay beyond the Rez territory, from what the Czem told me. I wanted to find this place, find this land and its people. Maybe it was where I belonged. I was in no man's land now. This land was mine. The sky was mine; I was the only one capable of conquering it.

As I landed for the night, no cities were within a hundred miles, I got that familiar feeling, that feeling I hated but was a large part of me. The feeling of being alone. Knowing that you are the only person left of what ever you are can really bring you down. At least if I wasn't alone, I wouldn't have to be shaken from my sleep by the slightest snapping of a twig.

I had been almost everywhere in this crazy world, except here, I knew that for a fact. There were no cities I knew of here, but this part of the world had to belong to someone, or something. I knew this territory wasn't that large, about a hundred square miles, maybe. I leaned against the bark of a tree, letting myself drift into an uneasy sleep. I always feel asleep with the single positive thought that I had about being alone. I was my own leader. My soul was free, untamed and no one will ever tame it.

Who knows, maybe if you review, you'll get a chapter dedicated to you too! But i won't add the next chapter until i get at least one review! that's not a lot!