No, I don't own Twilight or Maximum Ride or anything. This is my first story so be sure to rate and review! I allowed anonymous reviews so you can review it even without an account! I hope you like it and critisizm is very welcome. I know these first two chapters skip around a lot but after that it's pretty smooth.

(Max POV)

The air caressed every part of me as I flew as fast as I could, trying to escape the eraser pursuing me from the ground below. I could barely maneuver, it was raining like crazy and my tawny feathers were plastered to the skin beneath them.

A bullet whizzed past my hand, I could feel the change in the air stream. A few more came after that, each one millimeters closer to hitting their mark—Me.

I looked down to the forest below—why did everything have to be so green–and saw the wolfish creature coming after me. My flight faltered as I felt a stabbing, searing pain in my right wing.

-X-X-X-X-

Alice walked up to the wall of windows, peering out into the distance.

"Do you hear that?" She looked over to the couch where Edward and Jasper were watching a football game while Esme had some blueprints in her lap.

"Hear what?" Jasper looked over at Alice. Sensing her worry, he walked fluidly over to her and put his arm around her waist.

"Listen closely," Alice cocked her head to the side and the rest followed suit.

"Gunfire," Edward chimed in, hearing ammo being shot off not to far from the house.

"It's not hunting season, is it?" Alice questioned. "Besides, who would want to go hunting in this weather anyway?" She smirked at her remark.

"No matter, it's not our problem," Edward turned his attention back to the flat screen.

Jasper turned toward Edward. "Fifty bucks on the Steelers," He sat back down.

"You're on" he smiled, and they shook hands.

-X-X-X-X-

I tucked in my hurt wing and started to spiral downwards. I slowed my decent as much as I could with my good wing, but it was no use. I saw a dense section of forest and headed for it, flipping myself feet first as I neared the ground.

I landed on my heels—nice going Max. I ended up tripping and twisted my ankle. I couldn't see how it could get any worse.

But it did.

I tripped into the open; I saw a house in the far off distance. I started to look around when I heard a voice.

"There you are." I could hear the smile in his words. I started to get up and face the creature, but the sound of a gun cocking stopped me. I lay there; facedown in the mud, waiting for what was next.

"Look what we have here," he practically growled the sentence. He walked over to me; the ground darkened the slightest bit from his shadow. "Turn over; I want you to see this."

He let out a menacing chuckle.