This is my third story. It is a crossover of Maximum Ride and House of Night. I hope you enjoy it.

I do not own MR or HON.

Max talking to the voice

The Voice

A Night School for an Avian Hybrid

Chapter 1: I can't believe it.

Max's POV

It sure is a nice night out tonight, I thought. I was lying in a comfy bed at my mom's house. I was sharing a room with my half sister Ella.

I couldn't sleep so I, very quietly, opened the window, jumped out, unfurled my wings and started to fly. Yes, I have wings. Yes, I can fly. No, I don't have a beak.

The whole story about my wings is a long one so I will make it as short as I can. I am a test-tube baby, along with my flock: Fang, Iggy, Nudge, The Gasman, and Angel.

Evil scientist thought it would be fun to but bird DNA into our cells which made us ninety-eight percent human and two percent bird.

We had wings on our back, not our arm, thin bones that made us light enough to fly, and air sacks. That's pretty much the begining of the story.

I will tell you the more gruesome parts in a different chapter. Anyway, I flew for about three hours. When I returned home, I landed on the front lawn.

I instantly saw something, or someone, on the porch. It was a man. What caught my eye about him was the strange tattoo on his forehead.

It was a sapphire crescent moon. There was also additional tattooing that outlined his eyes. Then he pointed a pale fingre at me and said:

"Maximum Ride! Night has chosen thee; thy death will be thy birth. Night calls to thee; hearken to her sweat voice. Your destiny awaits you at the house of night!"

What the hell was he talking about? He looked confused for a second. Then he was in front of me in an instant, touched my forehead, and said his chant again.

Then a searing burst of pain went through my head. It was almost as bad as the Voices' when it first entered my mind. I dropped to the ground and passes out.

"Max!? She's waking up!" someone yelled. It was my mom. I heard people run up the stairs and down the hallway.

I knew it was the flock because the steps were so light. I opened my eyes and closed them instantly. Oh, my God. My head hurt like hell.

I also didn't feel too good. I felt like I was going to puke. I opened my eyes little by little. Each time my brain stung. Everyone was staring at me.

"Hi." I said, breaking the silence. Then Nudge and Angel jumped on me and hugged me tightly.

"Max, what happened to you?" they asked simultaneously.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Honey. You've been asleep for twenty four hours." My mom said.

"What do you mean twenty four hours? What happened to me?" I asked.

"Well, I don't know exactly, but… never mind. I'll so you instead." She walked out of the room.

I sat up. OH, MY GOD! What the hell is up with this monster head ache?! I put my hand to the center on my forehead.

That was where all the major pain was. My mom came back into the room with a mirror. She gave it to me and I looked at my reflection.

"Oh, my God." I said. I touched the tattoo on my forehead.

The tattoo looked like the one the guy I saw last night except he had additional markings and was sapphire.

Mine is just a filled in crescent moon and the color was violet. Then I realized that the guy did this to me. I swear, the next time I see him he is going to wish he had never met me.

"Max! Be careful!" yelled my mom. She took the mirror out of my hands. I was holding it so tight that it broke in half and cut me. Deep.

Then it started to heal. My eyes widened. I mean, we bird folk heal fast but not that fast. The flock saw it healing too and there eyes widened too.

"Wow" was all I said. The rest of the flock nodded.

"Also, Max, can you tell us why we found you outside?" my mom asked.

"Outside?" I struggled to remember exactly what happened last night.

"Oh, yeah. I went for a fly and then, when I came back, there was a guy on the porch and he touched my forehead" I said pointing at my forehead "and said all this cra- trash about a house of night." I explained.

"You need to go to the House of Night" the voice said. For those who don't know, the Voice is this voice in my head that's not my own.

It's kind of like a guide. It can be helpful sometimes but it can also be a pain in the ass.

"So you've come back I see." I said or thought.

"You need to go to the house of night."

"And why should I?" I argued.

"Because if you don't you will die."

"So? I face death all the time. What's the difference now?"

"If you die now it will be out of stubbornness and stupidity. And if you go I will tell you who I am."

"You will?" I asked.

"Yes."

"Well. Where is this House of Night?"

"It's in Tulsa, Oklahoma."

"Okay then. Let me just tell the flock and we will be there as fast as we can." I said.

"Max, the flock can't go where you're going."

"And why not?" I asked coldly.

"Because they aren't marked."

"Then I'm not going." I argued.

"Then you will die and the world will not be saved. It will be a bad place for your flock to live in."

"Don't you dare threaten the flock?" I snapped.

"I'm not. I am telling you only the facts. Now go, or I swear, you will die."

"Voice, don't you dare leave!" it didn't answer back. Damn! I snapped out of my daze. Everyone was staring at me.

"I was having a conversation with the voice." I exclaimed. The confusion left there faces.

"What did it say?" asked Fang.

"That I need to go to a House of Night in Tulsa." They noticed that I said 'I' and not 'we'.

"Why?" asked Iggy.

"I need to go there because if I don't I will die." I said.

That was chapter one.

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