Hello, people of Fanfiction! It is I, Hannah, here to satisfy your story needs. No reviews so far, but then again, I'm typing this straight away... Let's get cracking, Gromitt!

Gromitt: Sighs, follows Hannah.

Three: {437}

Total's POV

Where's Angel? I want to play Klondike on her new iPod from Dr. Martinez.

I wandered out of our camp, over towards the general direction Angel went with Fang. Her scent was partially masked by the pine trees, but with my super smelling abilities, I was able to make it out. I could also smell a sickly sweet perfume. It smelt like sunshine, if sunshine had a scent, Wildflowers and Blood. Partially Human Blood.

I started to run towards the scent, fearing the worst. A scream pierced my ears and I began to sprint to the perfume, away from the screaming.

Soon, I was stumbling into a clearing, only to see a huge bonfire and people dotted around. A girl was collapsed on the ground and four others were gathered around her. A high-pitched shriek was emitted from another girl who was tied up. For the others protection or her own, I wasn't sure.

Slowly, I backed into the shrubs on the tree line, watching. The brunette on the ground clumsily got to her feet. All of the other people gathered in the centre of the clearing, bar a straw haired male (A/N: Jasper! OMJ! Oh My Jasper!) and the girl who was tied up, who was, from the looks of things, being tortured too. Everyone turned to look to the most northern point of the clearing. The cloud cover parted marginally, letting beams of sunlight radiate through the sky. A group of three came through the trees from where the others looked. When they walked through the sunlight, their skin sparkled, as if they had diamonds imbedded in their skin. Or were made of diamonds.

I shook my head. This was weird. Hanging around with winged children? The Norm. Myself growing wings? The usual. Diamond people? We-ird.

Anyway, the people, or THINGS in the meadow had a conversation. The words were so fast and so far away that even my super doggy hearing couldn't pick it up. One of the males was being very over-protective of the girl who had been collapsed on the ground. I sat there, contemplating what I had witnessed so far.

Next, I heard that high-pitched shriek again, which was quickly cut off. I glanced up to see the tortured female's face being ripped from her torso and thrown into the bonfire. Another wave of the sickly sweet perfume that had brought me here wafted through the air. She must have been a diamond person, or a monster or something freaky like that. But where did the smell of blood come from?

Suddenly, a thunderous growl came from behind me. I whirled to face a gigantic wolf. HELP!!!

So! Enjoy Total's summary? Twi-hards, I know your there, and your going to say SOMETHING about it, but Total couldn't properly see EVERYTHING, and I wanted to add some details.

I don't think Stephanie would mind. Oh, that reminds me. I don't own Twilight, The Twilight Saga, Maximum Ride, or The Maximum Ride Series. I own a copy of the books. Not the rights. Boo. *sad face* Reviews will make me smile...