Disclaimer: I don't own. That would be the wonderful James Patterson.
Slowly, I stood up. My muscles were stiff from lack of use. I had no idea how long I had just sat there, contemplating the past.
My name is Maximum Ride, if you haven't guessed. As for my past, you've read the books. I'm a human-avian hybrid, created by evil, twisted, insane scientists at an institution called the School. Not your everyday school, unfortunately. We escaped with Jeb and blah, blah, blah. You already know this. My mission was to save the world.
But I failed.
Miserably.
No, the world wasn't blown up. No, Itex didn't succeed with their By-Half Plan.
But, my world was destroyed.
Anyway, more about that later. Suffice it to say, I'm ticked as h-e-double-hockey-sticks, and I'm going to destroy every branch of Itex left.
I jumped and snapped my wings open. I no longer felt joy at the freedom. I no longer felt much of anything. Not since that night. I snapped my mind away from the painful memories, something I had learned to do shortly after said night. I allowed my mind to completely empty. If I couldn't think, I couldn't feel. Of course this numbness never lasted, but I was fine with that. After all, I didn't want to forget anyway. That would just be an insult to them. But I enjoyed the lack of feeling for as long as I could.
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