Hey, guys. Just a Maximum Ride fic I got in my head today. I couldn't shake it out, so here it is. Thanks!

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Three months ago. That was how long it had been since the School disappeared. I thought they had gone forever. Well, turns out, the fates don't like us. And they just can't cut us a break, can they? Because that path we were on (and still are) is hell. Living hell. Because we just don't have it easy, do we?

Sorry, lemme back up and start at the beginning. My name's Max. You probably know that. Well, me and my flock (how's that for grammar?) had been living with my mom for a couple months. The most blissful months of our lives. The month's that brought us phrases such as, 'Life is good,' or, 'I'm glad to be here'. Well, sometimes life isn't good. And sometimes things turn up after you thought they had been gone forever.

Yup, you guessed it. The School's back. Obvious much?

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I'll start from the very beginning. You know, when we were at Mom's house. It was such a lovely day. Angel and I were flying around a bit, waiting for Nudge to get back from 7-Eleven with soda. That's when I heard the noise. It struck me as weird, because we hadn't seen Erasers in months. But, it didn't sound like Erasers. Not really.

"Angel, sweetie, why don't we take a break from flying and go inside?" I asked. I didn't want to freak her out, in case it did have something to do with the School. I doubted it.

"Why?" she asked, casually.

"Oh...no reason." I know I hadn't seen the school in a long time, but in times like these, I really put my guard up. I started worrying about Fang and Gazzy and Nudge and Iggy. Even though I knew where they were, I still was worried.

Come on, Max.

Darn Voice was still there. Daddy dearest.

Get a hold of yourself. Fang, Iggy and the Gasman are out camping. You know that.

Oh yeah, they were camping. Though at first when they told me they were going camping, I practically burst in a fit of laughter. You'd think that living in a cave for four years would be enough 'camping', wouldn't you? Apparently not.

The noise was gone. I breathed a quick sigh of relief and turned towards Angel. She gave me the thumbs up sign and I gave her a high-five.

"Hey, Max!" Nudge called from a hundred yards away. I could see she was carrying some soda in one hand. Excellent.

"Nudgie!" Angel called back to her. She came into clear view and swooped down to our level. I held out my hand for her to give me a soda. Instead, she dumped the whole package of cans on me. Great. I playfully handed them to Angel.

She dived down and set them on the grass, then came back up.

"I don't want to stop flying," she said. A kid after my own heart.

Just then, a wave of shock hit me, out of nowhere. I couldn't feel my wings. I frantically tried to move them, but they wouldn't budge. I dropped like a stone, down, down, down.

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I woke up on the grass. Five worried faces stared up at me. The boys were back.

"Max, are you okay?" Were the first words flying out of everyone's mouths. I opened my mouth to speak, but no sound came out. I then propped my elbows up and smiled.

"Yeah," I whispered, my voice hoarse. "I'm fine." The Flock looked all relieved. All, but Fang. His dark eyes matched his serious face. He knew something was wrong. Even when I said everything was fine, he could tell. He always could tell. Angel, Nudge, Gazzy, and Iggy started playing a game of tag in the air when Fang called me over.

"Max, something is wrong. I know it," he said, gravely.

"I know. There is something wrong with my wings. I can't feel them." I attempted again to move my wings. No go.

"Listen, this is not normal at all," Fang said.

Duh. "I know. I'll wait to see what happens tomorrow and then I'll tell mom. I don't want her and Ella all riled up about nothing. It is probably nothing."

"Okay," Fang answered, although he didn't sound one-hundred percent convinced. I gave him a reassuring look and peered up at the sky.

"Okay, guys, snack time!" You would have thought I had told them we were going to Disneyworld again, the way they came down. All six of us were on the ground in two seconds flat.

I led the way to the sliding doors that led to the kitchen. I opened them and froze. Cats. Tigers, lions, and bears. Well, no bears. But tigers. And a lot of them. With wings. Oh my.

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AN: Hey, I'm sorry if it doesn't sound very interesting now, but I promise I have almost the entire story plot in my head. Really, it will get better. Read and review, please and thank you. I would love feedback, good or bad.

PS: Did you get the Oh my part? I liked it. Heehee...