SO HEY... JUST LIKE TO MENTION I SAW HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS PART 2 AND EVEN THOUGH IT WAS AWESOME! I ALMOST CRIED AND I AM SAD THAT IT IS OVER. I REALLY HOPE SHE CONTINUES AND WRITES FROM HARRYS SON POV.

DISCLAIMER:DONT OWN MR

MAX'S POV. OF LAST CHAPTER.

"Someone's coming." Iggy said and we all stopped what we were doing and listened. After a minute of not hearing anything we heard the sound of someone crashing through the forest. Occasionally we'd also hear an "Ow" or a swear word.

"They're not very quiet are they? I guess that means they're not gonna kill us?" Angel said.

"Yeah I guess so," I (Maximum Ride) said standing up and turning in the direction I thought the noise was coming from. Everybody else slowly did the same coming to stand by me. Angel took my hand and Dylan looked as though he might hurt whatever it was if they dare come near us. Suddenly a girl or something covered in mud, sticks, and feathers rolled out of the bushes and trees. She stopped then shook her head.

"Well that was certainly very interesting." She said to herself. I don't think she had noticed us yet.

"You're telling us." She looked around dazed, noticing us for the first time.

"Oh well um hello. I guess this is kinda weird."

"Well duh." I said and she stood up and held out her hand.

"Hi I'm Hunter and this is about the only glance of politeness you'll ever get from my so soak it up!" Dylan went forward and took her hand apparently not calculating her as a threat anymore. I, however, knew better.

"Hi I'm Dylan." He said then stood there for several minutes with a stupid grin still shaking her hand. I squinted at her as her smile slowly faded. It was too dark to tell what she looked like. But Dylan had better eyesight then the rest of us and according to his face she must be pretty.

"Um yeah okay can you let go of my hand now or if I prefer you could lose a limb." She grinned evilly and he looked scared and let go of her hand before backing up to stand back beside me. "So yeah."

Angel stepped forward letting her hand drop to her side. So no evil thoughts? I still didn't trust her. "I'm Angel."

Everybody else said their names. I was last.

"Max." I said firmly.

She shifted her feet before asking "So if you don't mind me asking, well even if you did I would still ask and pester, how old are you?"

Max answered, "fifteen" and she frowned looking slightly confused.

"Fifteen? And you're out here?" I wanted to point out that she was out here but Iggy and Gazzy interrupted me.

"Well this is just cuz Max needed some time away from the house and all that either that or she found were we hide our bomb stuff and is having it cleaned out without our knowing," So they do have bomb stuff somewhere in the house. I was going to have to look around when we got home. If we got home.

"Bombs?" she said excitedly.

"Uh yeah." Iggy said.

She grinned evilly… again, "Bombs are one of my specialties" shit. Great, another one I have to watch.

"Awesome dude!" and Iggy and Gazzy both gave her high fives, "So what are your other specialties?"

"Well pretty much every weapon, other stuff, more stuff, and I play a damn good piccolo!" she paused and looked at us surrounding her, "okay I hate to be a bother, oh wait no I don't, but I hate standing and talking it's just a weird thing about me."

"Um okay I guess let's sit by the fire then." I say nodding to a fire with folding chairs and logs for makeshift benches. We went over and sat down, "So… are you a runaway? Do we have to turn you into the police?"

"Um sorta. I escaped or ran away from the "School". And hopefully you don't have to turn me into the police. First time I ran away I went to the police. I thought maybe they could help me, I mean they're supposed to help innocent people right? Well apparently not. Ha! It was a trap. They had known exactly where I was going and were waiting as my parents! Ha! No matter how much I screamed and fought and told them they weren't my parents, they didn't believe me." she sighed, "Which I guess made sense." we all looked at her questionably before she went on sadly, "they had sent my parents. Both my parents work for the "School.""

For a few minutes there was a silence as everybody just kinda stares at her. She glances at everyone taking in our faces, then stares at the fire.

"So what were you combined with?" Nudge says miserably.

"Nobody knows for sure cuz my files disappeared almost 12 years ago. But I'm estimated to be .3% bat, .7% leopard, 1% wolf, and 2% falcon. So much DNA in me makes my personality run amuck sometimes, just warning you. Oh and I hate bats."

"So do you have wings?"

"Yep, they match my hair," she said pointing to her kinda tawny brown hair. "Right down to the highlights which are all natural" Dylan leaned over and started whispering to me.

"That's 5 different colors," I looked at him questionably and he continued, "It looks like she has 4 different highlights. A light tarnish color, a cream or white color, a pale tan color, and a light black. Weirdly enough it's really nice and brings out her eyes. Her eyes look to be a…" He squinted trying to tell then glanced at my face, "ahh never mind it really doesn't matter."

"Is their only six of you?" she asked. Why does she want to know?

I hesitated but for only a minute before responding, "Yes. Only six of us. Always has been only six of us." It wasn't a lie. Before Dylan there was Fang and even when there was both we didn't consider Dylan part of the Flock. Well I didn't anyway.

She nodded and I thought she looked slightly confused (WTH?) but then she yawned. It was like 4am or something. Then Angel too yawned. Soon the whole camp was yawning.

"Okay maybe w-yawn-e should go to sleep." I said yawning then lying down by Angel and Nudge. I put a hand on Angel and reached my right foot out to touch Nudge. I looked up and saw Gazzy and Dylan laying close to Iggy as they whispered something to him. Not far from them was Hunter. She had rolled up her hoodie and was using it as a pillow.

Keep an eye on her Max.

"Angel?" I whispered looking over at her. No she was already asleep. Well I guess that left one other choice then.

What ya mean voice? Don't I always keep an eye on suspicious people?

Yes and you always do good but…

But what? Do you know something you're not telling me? Of course it did. It always did.

Let's just say sometimes the apple doesn't far too far from the tree….

Wait her parents were whitecoats are you saying…?

And sometimes the apple falls as far away from the tree as possible.

I let out a sigh. What in the world is that supposed to mean? The voice just contradicted itself! Whatever I'll just keep my eye on her.

R&R