Hey so now that I'm on summer break I plan on updating my stories more frequently. Sadly I have decided to discontinue The Secret No One Knew and all the others are on hold except for Attack of the Theme Songs and Military Ride.

My goal in writing this is to create a Fanfic that's different. I was scrolling through the archive and noticed that they were all so similar. So my goal is different, and because of that some characters may be OOC. Romance comes later on, and this story is kind of angst-y.

Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride.

I Am No One Chapter 1

My name's Max, but it doesn't matter since nobody acknowledges my existence, and I'm not over exaggerating. All you need to know is that I haven't talked since I was 14, and I'm sixteen now. Why talk if there's no one there to listen? Friends are a foreign concept in my life, my parents are almost never home, and the rest of my family is either dead or doesn't care (more on that later).

Makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside, huh?

The arts are my life. I like them all: photography, writing, drawing, and painting. I'm not into the whole singing and music thing, since you know, I don't talk. I plan to become both a screenplay writer and a published author. Just the thought of people actually hearing me excites me to no end.

While I was dreaming about my future life I was walking home from school along the freeway. All of a sudden I hear tires screeching and then a crash followed by a series of bangs as a car rolled. I froze staring helplessly with wondrous eyes at the wreckage.

I was awoken from my trance when I heard a weak voice crying "Mommy! Mommy, wake up! Mommy!" Before I realized what I was doing I was sprinting towards the sound and found myself looking at a young girl with large blue eyes and a tear-stricken face.

"Where's your mommy?" I blurted out. She pointed a tiny finger towards the driver's seat and with a sob choked out "She won't wake up!"

"Your mommy's gonna be okay, alright?" she nodded, "Good, because I need you to be brave and call 911 to tell them that there's been an accident along the freeway by Pepperdine Street (I just made this up, so don't call it lame), okay?"

She sniffled as she took my cheap phone that I never use. After I comforted her a little more, I shuffled to her mother and let me tell you, she did not look good. The first thing I could think of was to check for a pulse. To my luck I felt a faint erratic thump thump. I relaxed a little bit but didn't slow down. I tried, successfully I might add, to pull her out of the car without adding to the injuries.

Then my mind blanked. What do I do now? My mind flashed to a commercial I saw on late night television about the new CPR method. My body started to mechanically do the movements. There was blood everywhere. I almost stopped, but when my mid drifted to the despair in that little girl's voice my determination grew. I just had to save this woman, for the little girl.

I was so focused that I didn't hear the wailing sirens or the paramedics. But when they pulled me off her I lost all my feeling of purpose. I just stood there off to the side, letting the paramedics do their job.

I was just about to leave when I felt something tug against my leg. When I looked down My eyes met blue tear-rimmed ones and a tiny mouth asking me to not leave her. How could I say no?

So tell me what you think? I know it's not that long, sorry. Hate it? Love it? Tell me in a review!