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Transmission from Max: Hello world!  It has been like 5...maybe 6 years since the devastating asteroid crash that submerged most the world's major cities. At this point you maybe be wondering where are you guys?  Where is that big Maximum Ride that is fabled to rescue humanity? Well there is only one of me, and a million people in the world. We are safe on a remote island in the Pacific.  Fang and the rest of the Flock are alive too.  It's getting lonely on the island.  I miss the chatter and bustling of the city. Well enough about me.  If there are any survivors, please try to contact us.  We will try our best to find you. This is broa

Have you ever killed or attempted to kill someone by mistake?  Well I have.  At this point, you might be thinking I am some sort of murderer.  But I am not.  I may have killed monsters, harpies, gorgons, a strange spider monster, hellhound....  Where was I?  Oh yes, I don’t kill people, unless they turn out to be a monster and start terrorizing people.  I have many labels, crazy, bratty, annoying, loony, but one thing I am not is a murder. There was a time where I almost killed an innocent girl thinking she was a monster.  Her name was Maximum Ride. Still with me?  Good.  Let me start at the very beginning. It was a fine Saturday af

We got back home from the shopping trip full of groceries.  As I plop down the groceries, I asked Fang, "Who was that girl…  Naniko, the cat-human hybrid?  You seem to know her." "I think I met her while I was out playing when I was young," he replied.  He frowned and closed his eyes.  "I remember.  She was soaked in blood when I first saw her.  I think she was trying to kill herself." "Then we got to help her!" I proclaimed.  "We definitely should help her!" "No, defiantly not!" he said slamming his hand against the counter.  "She said she killed hundreds of people!" "So did I.  Well not hundreds, but my hands are not exactly clean.  But

I found Naniko sitting on the roof singing to herself and sobbing.  She was wallowing in her pity. "Am I going home Will I hear someone singing solace to the silent moon Zero gravity, what it's like Am I alone Is somebody there beyond these heavy aching feet Still the road keeps on telling me to go on Something is calling me I feel the gravity of it all." The sky grew darker and thunder rumbled at a distant.  A cool breeze blew against me bring with it the smell of freshly cut grass.  I could hear rain.  It came, first a drizzle and then a downpour.  But Naniko did not care as the rain began to soak through her thin kimono. I clim

I was sitting in my desk scanning the news feeds for anything of interest.  Things were pretty quiet on the front line.  Since my recruitment 2 months ago, I was cooped up at the SHIELD in what is a sort of "sentry duty" scanning for potential threats.  Although I have passed my training, I had not been sent on a single mission and I was yearning for some adrenaline action. There was not a single incident of attacks from Loki or any of the other villains, which was very suspicious.  In addition, General Fury had gone missing.  I have asked around Agent Oliver, my recruiting officer, and Mrs. Maria Hill, the second in command, but neither of

I was sitting in my desk scanning the news feeds for anything of interest.  Things were pretty quiet on the front line.  Since my recruitment 2 months ago, I was cooped up at the SHIELD in what is a sort of "sentry duty" scanning for potential threats.  Although I have passed my training, I had not been sent on a single mission and I was yearning for some adrenaline action. There was not a single incident of attacks from Loki or any of the other villains, which was very suspicious.  In addition, General Fury had gone missing.  I have asked around Agent Oliver, my recruiting officer, and Mrs. Maria Hill, the second in command, but neither of

I felt so cold and alone.  I lay sprawling in a dark forest.  Rain poured down on my body, soaking my clothes and wings.  A pool of water, stained red by my blood formed around me.  I could feel the life slipping out of me.  Each breath I take was laborious. So this is how it all ends.  I have always imagined my death would be in a nice hospital with Fang and a couple of flock members by my side.  Wait, not Fang, that two timing jerk! Earlier this morning, I caught him making out with Maya, my clone.  Can you believe it?  Maya.  The clone who was created to replace me. It was a nice sunning day, despite the yesterday's weather forecast of

Darkness surrounded me.  A great emptiness fills my soul, an emptiness that I just can't hide Who am I? I questioned myself. I am Maximum Ride, I am 16 years old.  And I am a genetic experiment created by Itex. I began to recollect my thoughts. Memories flashed before my eyes. My first memory was me as a small little girl with dirty blond hair.  Despite my struggles, I was led to a sterile room and strapped onto a lab table.  I screamed loudly as the lab coats experimented on me.  It was torture.  After the experimentation, I was led back to a cage and locked in like an animal. My next recollection was of a man in a long lab coat and a

Today was Saturday.  The sun was shining in to my eyes.  I dug deeper into the blankets but it was no use, I was fully awake.  I groaned and threw off the blanket off me.  I dragged myself like a zombie to the bathroom and opened the cabinet, taking out the toothpaste and toothbrush.  I squirted the toothpaste onto the toothbrush and proceeded to brush my teeth.  After that, I headed downstairs and went to the kitchen.  I opened the fridge, which was pretty much empty except for a few heads of wilted lettuce.  I grabbed a milk carton from the fridge.  Then I went to the dish storage rack and took a bowl.  I opened the cover and emptied the mi

Back-story: Max has been bitten by a vampire and is now a vampire avian-human hybrid. It was about seven o' clock and Max was just about ready to turn into bed if it wasn't for her stomach complaining. Max dragged her feet down the stairs, stretching and yawning. When she got downstairs, she found Fang sitting on the couch.  She sat on the couch with him and said, "What are you doing?" "Oh, browsing through the channels," Fang replied grinning and kissed her on the cheek. Max returned the kiss. "Do you want something to eat?" she asked. Fang wrinkled his nose. "You … cook …," he said.  "Oh Lord help us now.  You almost burn water and