Hey guys! this is my first fanfic, so i really really hope you like it! I love writing and wanted to give this a shot, and if you get confused, when you review (wink wink) you can ask me about a part and i'll clear it up for you!

Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride! *tears fall*.

Max POV

12 years ago

Strapped to that table. Them all around me. I looked up but all I could see were whitecoats. Everywhere. I screamed but was muffled by a hand bieng pressed over my mouth and nose. I couldn't breathe. I went unconcious. I vaguely rememebr being carried- or should I say flown- through the woods by my "brother". Being laid down in the grass- taken to that dreadful orphanage, and being separated from my best friend. For life.

Present

"Nat! Get your butt down here! Your gonna be late for your first day of eighth grade!" My mom shouted.

"One minute mom!" I shouted back. I stared at myself in the mirror, my hair was thrown back into a messy bun, I had my old T-shirt from when I was first adopted- age 2- on. I can honestly say I was surprised that it still fit. I haven't grown much, but over the years, I did have to have my sister alter it.

Natalie is my adopted name. My real name is Max, only I pretty much always go by Natalie. I have wings. I have a family. Not the family that I wish I would have, but a family.

My mom- Dr. Valencia Martinez, vet, (I laugh at how irony can bite you in the butt sometimes)- adopted me and my other two siblings, Angel- Ariel- and Iggy- James- (btw, Iggy's, um, well, blind.) She also had a true blood related daughter named Ella. I was separated from the other memebers of my "flock". Well i guess you guys could call it a band of mutant freaks that are only 98% human and 2% avain, and for those of you who are less, smart, we would be 2% bird.

I'm starting a new school, again. I've been to a new school every year since I was born. This year, its a private school called Our Lady Catholic School. The coolest part- no dress code.

I went downstairs and ate my breakfast. Then, my family was off to the new school.

Fang POV

Lately I have been thinking about when I was two years old, being taken from my best friend, and the rest of my family. I was only two and didn't think much of it, but now that I am older, I can't stop thinking about it.

"Nick, darling. You are going to be late for your first day of eighth grade. Hurry up sweetie." Mom called. I can't stand that she always calls me Nick! I prefer to go by Fang for crying out loud!

"Just a sec, Mom!" I hollered. I looked in my mirror, then looked down at the paper lying in front of me. It was an audition form for the play at school. I had been at this school since I was adopted- age three. Quaterback of the football team, had girls falling all over me all the time. And acting is just a crazy deam, but what can I say? I'm a dreamer.

I live here, in Virginia with my mom- Mrs. Katherine Jenson, her blood related son, Sam- who was my age- and my two siblings that aren't related to me- Gazzy and Nudge. Of course Gaz and Nudge had regular names also, Gazzy's was Joseph and Nudge's was Monique.

I baisically flew down the stairs- which is ironic considering I have wings- and ate my breakfast while Nudge was going on about some sort of fashion related topic. I finished my breakfast, and hopped (not literally) into our car and headed to Our Lady Catholic School.

I couldn't stop my mind from going back to Max; she, along with the other members of my "flock" had their memories erased just before we left. They don't remember anything about each other. But I do.