Hey Guys! Sorry I took so long… Sup from my school friends. Iz all of you good? Right, time for the story, but first, a disclaimer, and me kidnapping Night from dead-land.

Night: Why am I here? Didn't I die? Whaaatttt?

Mal (ME): Yeah, but now you are with me!

Night: !

DISCLAIMER:

Quite sadly, I don't own Max Ride, but I do own Justice! YES! HAH! In yo face Jus!

Listening to: AVPS- Harry Freaking Potter

I woke up in a beautiful, fancy room. How did I get here? Oh yeah. I finally escaped from that evil Institute. And I used that lady's credit card to get a hotel room. I was still in New York City though, and I needed to get out if I didn't want to be re-captured. I rolled out of the big, comfy bed, and blinked a couple of times to make sure I wasn't dreaming.

After taking a shower, I went downstairs for a complimentary breakfast. I took around four times as much as everyone else and even went back for thirds. I had been malnourished all of my life, and I really needed to make up for it.

Once I was finished eating, I ran up to my room, grabbed the wallet, and checked out of the hotel. I was feeling a bit restless, so I ran to the place called Central Park, and climbed a tree. Once at the top, I saw names engraved in a branch. They read 'Max, Fang, Iggy, Nudge, Gazzy, and Angel Ride.' Huh. One of those was my mom's name. Max Ride, or rather, Maximum Ride. I had a strange feeling that this was the same woman.

I had heard so many stories about my mom. She was a fighter, a girl who was as close as can be to taking down ITEX. But then, I was conceived, and she felt that she had to protect me more than her own life. The so called Invincible, Indestructible Maximum Ride died for a baby. She was only 17, and had her whole life ahead of her. It was horrible when ITEX killed her.

I also had heard stories about my grandfather. He was a saint in my eyes. He had saved Maximum and her 'flock' from another ITEX lab, the School, and although he had left them, he always did his best to protect them. I also had an Uncle, who was an Eraser. But he was long dead; it had been almost 15 years, when he was a seven year old. Although from my experience with Erasers, he couldn't have looked his age. My aunt, whom I heard was named Ella, was pure human, but I had never met her, and probably never would.

While I was reminiscing, a park ranger had come up to the tree, and was staring at me. It was a middle aged woman, and she seemed to be annoyed and confused. "You look familiar… But that was years ago. No one has been up in this tree since. I wonder…" She had started rambling. Great. I climbed higher in the tree, and got to the top. Once there, I hopped through three trees, into a huge oak. I took flight, and smiled.

End of the chapter! I know its short, but at least I finally updated right? Right

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