GANG FLOCK

Prologue

Max POV

I spit blood from my mouth as I looked up at my attacker. He wore all black and had a rival gang scar on his shoulder. I stumbled to my feet praying my brother and his girl would come by and help me there. I wasn't the kind of person who was good for luck. I launched my hand out scratching his face. He hissed a long cut going over his eye from my nails. The boy stood over me punching me hard in the jaw. I stumbled and fell back to the ground. He leaned over me and stared at me with his midnight blue eyes. Right as I thought he was going to kill me he did something else. He smiled before walking off. Why didn't he kill me? Who was the mysterious boy?

Chapter 1

Max POV

****4 years later*****

I watched from my spot in the corner of the room as my drunken brother danced around the dance floor. Iggy was always a heavy drinker, especially when his girl friend was around. There gang scars hidden under there jackets meant no fights tonight. I was grateful for that. I was still worn out from last night's fights.

"Yo Maxie!" Iggy called heading my way. I involuntarily winced leaning back against the wall.

"What Ig?" I asked cautiously. He had his girlfriend Ashley right beside him, his arm around her waist. She was around his height and had long brown hair that passed her mid back. It was pulled back into a tight braid. She had on a pair of black jeans, which matches Iggy's, and a black shirt that had sleeve that went to her elbow.

"Come on Dance! Have a few drinks! Take a load off" he grabbed my arm dragging me across the room to the bar. There weren't many people at the bar since it was Sunday. Just me, Iggy, Ashley, TJ, and some weird guy at the end of the bar. TJ was a member of the gang. The guy at the end of the bar wore al black and had a scar across his eye, weird. He looked just like the guy I had been jumped by when I was 11. That was 4 years ago.

"Here ya go Maxie" I rolled my eyes and took the wine glass from the bar tender. Everyone around here called me Maxie since it was my brother's nickname for me. I was called either Maxie or Slayer. Slayer was my gang name, since I was in the gang the Blood Hounds.

The Gang consisted of 10 of us. Me, Trevor, TJ, Rover, Leo, Ian, Jake, Lucas, Ashley and of course my big brother Iggy. Yeah Ashley and I are the only girls in the gang, but were the most looked after. I remember the day I got jumped Iggy and the guys had gone on a rampage looking for the guy who did that to me. To this day I still have a scar across my forehead from that fight.

Suddenly the doors to the bar came flying open and the twins came racing in. Leo and Ian were both 17 and identical twins.

"Jackass!" They both shouted at once. Iggy twisted away from his girlfriend lip stick speared on his neck.

"What? If you can't see I'm a bit busy" He hissed. They threw down several hand guns on the table in front of us. Each one loaded with a double clip.

"To bad, Rover was just jumped by The Ghost's. He's up in the ER, Lucas and Jake went after them we have to hurry" Iggy immediately ripped away from his girlfriend and grabbed a gun. He wiped off his neck and cheek then slid the pistol into the waistband of his jeans. I stared down at the guns ass everyone grabbed one. I wasn't the kind of person who liked guns.

"Let's go Max! We've got some asses to kick!" Iggy hissed slapping a gun into my hand. I slid it in the waistband of my jeans as well and followed him out.

Right outside the building was a black camero and the hood was down. Leaning against, and in the car was our worst enemy. The Ghosts. There leader was that guy from the bar, the one in all black. He had a rifle in his hand; he was leaning against the hood of the car.

"I Thought we agreed this was our turf Ignasious" He hissed walked towards us. Ignasious was Iggy's full name.

"We own this bar Fang" He snarled back, "And this is our land why don't you go back to the east side you worthless rich bitch"

The East side of town was where all those rich kid lived. Fang and his group were the richest people in town. We on the other hand, are poor. The West side is the lowest part of town. Most of don't actually have a home and live in the abandoned buildings. Iggy and I use to be rich til our parents were killed in a hit and run by the ghosts. Since that day Iggy has vowed to avenge there death.

"That's a lot coming from a worthless street rat like you" He snapped back, "Now I'm gonna warn you once and only once stay the fuck off our turf or next time we'll kill you" He and his gang walked back getting in there vehicle. They peeled out, and suddenly gun shots rang out threw the air.

Ashley was kneeling on the ground pistol in her hand finger repeatedly hitting the trigger. There car screeched to a stop and turned coming towards us again.

"Shit! Ashley you idiot!" Iggy grabbed her arm as we all took off down the ally way. There car lights shined past us as we ran. I heard many guns firing as we ran. I rounded a corner but was pulled back behind a dumpster a hand over my mouth.

"Don't make a sound" I heard by my ear. It was girl's voice, she was young. I ripped away but stayed there as The Ghost's car went racing by. I looked down at the little girl who had helped me. She was blond but her hair was messed up and covered in dirt. Her skirt was ripped and her shirt was a size or two to big. I'd say she was maybe 7 or 8.

"Who are you?" I whispered. She peered around the edge of the of the dumpster.

"My names Angel" She said, "Follow me" She grabbed my hand pulling me across the ally and into a door way. She latched the door shut with a piece of wood and led me over to a small ripped up couch. I sat down and sighed watching her.

"Here this will help your shoulder" She said handing me a wet rag. I raised an eyebrow then glanced at my shoulder and widened eyes. My shoulder was bleeding a lot. I had been shot. I hadn't even noticed, I guess I had been use to the pain of being shot.

"Thanks" I mumbled pressing it to my shoulder, "Why are you helping me? You don't even know me"

"Because you're hurt" She explained, "and I know who you are. Your Maximum Ride, Iggy's little sister" I raised an eyebrow.

"How did you know that?"

"My brother was forced into your gang by your brother." I frowned, "His Name's Gazzy but everyone calls him Trevor" I suddenly saw the resemblance between the to. Trevor was 11, he had blond hair light hers but his skin was a bit tanner. She's seemed to be pale white.

"Your brothers a jerk" she whispered sitting down by me.

"He has a soft side believe me, he wasn't always how he is now..." I started thinking back the days when Iggy wouldn't hurt a fly and now hes out there ready to murder someone.