A/N: This is one thing I'm going to clear up: Bella is part of the Flock, she's not Max or Angel or Nudge or anyone else.

Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride or Twilight. I never did and never will own either of them.

Chapter One--BPOV

Oh right, excuse me. I should introduce myself. But, let me tell you, when you've just escaped from a dog crate that you've been in for the past three years, introductions are the last on your mind.

I'm Bella. Just Bella.

Nope, I don't have a last name. Why? Uhh, maybe because my parents were some test tubes in a laboratory?

My life must sound really strange to you right now. So I'll explain.

I was raised in the School. A horrible place, I can't even begin to explain it. Filled with dying mutants and white coats.

There I met my family. Max, Fang, Iggy, Nudge, the Gasman (Gazzy), Angel, and Total. All of them were like me. And by that I mean that they had wings too.

I'm an avian-American hybrid. 98% percent human, 2% bird. And guess which part gave me the wings?

Max, Fang, Iggy, Nudge, Gazzy, and Angel are all avian-American hybrids. Total is a talking dog. He just can't shut up; I'm completely serious. (And if you heard the things he would talk about you'd try to strangle him too.)

I probably sound crazy, but let's continue. Now, we all escaped from the School when I was young with the help of a white coat, a good one. Or so I thought. His name was Jeb.

For four years we lived in a house—yes, a real one. We lived with Jeb. Erasers (wolf mutants that can look like human supermodels. One word: lethal) occasionally attacked, but we were fine.

Then one day Erasers came and attacked. They grabbed Angel. Max loves Angel. I love her too. She's my little sister. My little, mind-reading sister that's would be just like my real sister if I actually had one. And so I grabbed her back and tossed her to Max.

They captured me instead. And I was in the School again.

Three years passed. Three years full of tests. Horrible, pain-filled tests. But that wasn't the worst. I found an old friend there.

Jeb. He was there.

At first I couldn't believe it. Though, slowly, I accepted it. I hated him from then on. For betraying us. His was our father but that gap that he had filled emptied again.

For all the time I hoped that the Flock hadn't been captured. And for those three years they never were. I also spent my time planning an escape.

And here I was, flying away, free. No guard or white coat had even noticed.

So what was my plan now? Find the Flock. And try not to be killed along the way, of course.

I'm sure you're thinking; finding your family will take minutes, why not go to Disney World now? If you're thinking that, then you don't get a thing. The Flock could literally be anywhere. Yeah, so I had some work cut out for me.

But now I just flew. Can you blame a girl for wanting to stretch her wings?

I would have to find a way to find the Flock. Though I could randomly search towns. Who knew, I could get lucky.

Right now I was somewhere in the US. That was about all I knew.

Why not land in the first town you see and register for school? The sensible part of my brain suggested. You can see if Max and the gang are there and if they aren't you can gather some info to help you.

A/N: No, Bella doesn't have a Voice in her head. That was just her thinking.

I landed on a highway road, walking in the slight drizzle. I folded my wings under my shirt and put on the windbreaker I had bought.

Max, before I had been captured, had given every one of us a lot of money saying that incase we got split up we would need it. She didn't know just how soon I would be needing it though. So buying food wouldn't be a problem. Buying additional clothes wouldn't either. And if I were going to enter school I would have to have several outfits so no one would get suspicious.

I would also need a truck to get around. The less expensive car, the better.

I looked ahead, hoping to see a sign introducing whatever town I was going in. There it was, about 5 feet away. I had no problem seeing it with my raptor vision.

Welcome to Forks, Washington

Underneath it listed a small number: the population. So here I was, in a town with a weird name and a population smaller than the width of my wings.

Well, Forks, let's hope that you can deal with the likes of moi.

A/N: Well… opinions? Like it? Love it? Hate it with a passion?

Bella is kinda OOC, like in Daughter of the Ocean but I mean, if you take shy, blushing Bella and mix it with someone who has had to fight Erasers every day of her life and deal with betrayals and pain, well, you get my version of Bella Swan in this story.

Bella is going to be a kick-butt kind of person, but she's going to be cautious and a bit clumsy and she'll still blush. Tell me if that's too OOC.

As for when she says that she has no last name, you'll find out how she comes up with Swan in the next chapter when she enters school.

Also, moi is French for me. And lastly, does anyone know any powers that Bella can have?

REVIEW! Please? For moi?