Sorry about the no intro thing in Chapter 1. I was rushed x3

Well, hi yeah.This is my fanfiction for Maximum Ride, my all-time favorite book.I had always seen ideas like this in animes and mangas I've read/watched, but this is one of the first I've seen in book form and I'm glad James Patterson authored this series.

Now, first off, I'm not all that big a fan of Max, so I'm trying to make her seem less perfect. What a Mary-Sue, it bothers me. Anyway, I also dislike cliche couples which means I am not a supporter of MaxFang and I never will be so too bad. I'll keep small hints for fans but nothing more than that.

And that's about all. I DO NOT own Maximum Ride, but the new characters that will appear in this fanfic are mine and are not to be stolen. Thank you and happy reading

Chapter 2

"Iggy!" I called.

Iggy immediately followed the sound of my voice and took off from the ground. I let the tip of my right wing touch his left one to guide him to the body. "What is it?" Iggy had finally asked, impatiently.

"Angel spotted a body out in the field," I explained in a blank tone.

"Cool."

It didn't take long to reach the spot. It was a bit scary, standing over the body of an unconscious bird-kid. I wasn't even sure if she was dead or alive.

I began to observe her, taking in every detail of her skin, hair, facial features, and so forth. Her hair was short and messy and spread all over the place. Random strands of light, sandy brown and blond hair met with the grass. I couldn't guess her age, but she looked around my age, maybe younger. My hands shook a bit as I took hold of her thin wrist. Then, I let Iggy take over, placing her hand into his. I watched with anxiety as he felt around for the girl's pulse.

"She's alive. But her pulse is a bit slower than it's supposed to be."

I breathed a sigh of relief. Awkwardly, I helped put her into Iggy's arms. It was hard with her large wings in the way. Luckily, they were flexible and could easily retract. "She's going to need a place to rest." I told him.

The winged girl's breathing sounded labored and without all the hair to cover her face, I could see scratch marks and spots of blood on her neck. It looked almost like she was attacked by an Eraser.

Just as we were about to get up, we heard Gazzy cry, "Let us see! Let us see!" I turned to see him running toward us. Nudge and Angel were following closely behind. They were only kids, but it was disrespectful to want to see an injured avian-hybrid body like it was an animal at the zoo. I'd have to talk to them about that later.

"Whoa . . . ," Nudge and Angel gasped.

"Another bird-kid?" said Fang as he bent down to where we were sitting.

"Looks like it . . . ," I replied. Then suddenly, as if controlled, I blurted out, "She looks so familiar . . . like I've seen her before."

Everyone looked at me with total amazement. Even I was surprised at myself. We had never seen another mutant like us. As far as we knew, we were the only kids with wings alive. Then, my Voice came in with some advice and said, Max, don't forget your past experiences so easily. They'll help on your journey. The answer popped into my head. Just as I was about to explain, Fang interrupted.

"I think I know what you mean now," he said, his voice stern and thoughtful. "She was one of the mutants with wings we freed at the Institute in New York."

I'm sure this made everybody flip.

"Wow!" Nudge exclaimed. "Wait . . . Are you sure? Couldn't she be somebody else? But gosh, maybe she has information about the School we don't have! Maybe she can tell us something! This is so exciting! What do you think her name is? How old is she? Do you think she can fly? Is she — " Fang put his hand over her mouth.

"Don't worry. I'm sure."

I still remembered the look of sadness and tenderness in his eyes when he saw her at the Institute, all caged up and probably traumatized by the experiments performed on her. And right now, I saw that look in his eyes return.

"Wow," Iggy finally spoke. No one could break a moment of seriousness like Iggy.

"What?" I said.

"Feel her leg muscles," he said. "And her arms, too. Her wings . . . "

I had no idea what Iggy was rambling about now, but I felt the girl's wings. My hand skimmed across her feathers. And then, I felt the muscles under them. They were surprisingly hard and light and seemed very developed. A bit suspicious, I coiled my hand around her left upper arm. It was hard to tell under the sleeves of her hoodie, but I could feel her biceps. They were like her wings; hard, light, and well developed.

"Looks as if she's been fighting," Iggy concluded.

I nodded, still a bit shocked. "Can you tell what attacked her? Or who she was fighting?" My voice sounded a bit too anxious and I cursed to myself for that.

Iggy began using his sensitive fingers to feel her skin for cuts and bruises. His brows furrowed to a point with hardened concentration. Suddenly, his whole body froze.

"Not an Eraser . . . ," he said with a hint of anger in his throat. "Something worse . . . "

Read and Review if you know what's good for you.

I dunno if this built enough anticipation, but I think this was a heck of a lot better than Chapter One. Yesh chapters will be short just like the book. The new character will be explained more in the next chapter. See you then

- E-Kuririn