My first Maximum Ride Fan Fiction. This is an idea I have had in my head since I watched X-men the final stand. You don’t have to have watched the film to understand it.

Disclaimer: Unfortunately for me, I do not own Maximum Ride, or X-men; if I did I would be a millionaire by now.

Chapter 1

Ok, so we were back at that place. The smell of disinfectant was everywhere, and I was lying on a hospital bed peeing my pants. Not literally, because that would not be me.

Who is “me” you may be asking? Why, Maximum Ride of course. The freaky, mutant bird kid that is Maximum Ride. And as I was Maximum Ride, I did not pee my pants, not even if I was at the place that I feared most in the world. Where is that? I hear you clueless people asking. That, my friends, is The School.

Anyways, me and my merry band of mutants (catchy isn’t it?) were very scared, and what was worse was that my best friend, my right hand man, Iggy’s eyes, was missing. Fang was gone. And that worried me more than anything. God knows what they could be doing to him. (A/N No, these are not perverts that are holding them captive, so you people with dirty minds are wrong)

Just as I was wondering how the hell I was supposed to get me and my flock out of this hellhole, the door banged open and someone stepped inside. Jeb.

I glared at him as he walked over to my bedside, and grabbed the chair. I was expecting him to sit down next to me, but he didn’t. Instead, he dragged the chair to the middle of the room, and sat on it there. Before he could even open his mouth to speak, I growled at him

“Where is Fang?” I put a lot of aggression into that question, I can tell you that. He didn’t even flinch. Damn him and his evil, non-flinching ways.

“I have something to tell all of you. This may be hard to understand, but if you just let me talk,” he shot me a glance then, which I thought was quite rude, “I will try to explain as best I can.” He continued.

“The reason that Fang is not with you is the same reason that you are all here. Fang has some…mental issues that are being taken care of.” Jeb looked like he was struggling for words, which was quite a surprise. He normally talked like there was no tomorrow in my head.

“No shit Einstein.” I said, not bothering to keep my language good. “We all know that Fang has difficulty expressing himself, that’s how he is.”

“Maximum, you don’t understand. The mental issues that I am talking about go beyond expressing feelings. When Fang was first created, there where some…difficulties…with the way his brain was.”

“You mean he was mentally retarded?” Iggy just had to add that. Trust him.

“No. When Fang was, ahem, created, he had a power. But his power was not controllable. When Fang used this power, he had no control over himself. He became someone who called himself “The Phoenix”. (A/N This is the only connection to X-men, by the way.) The phoenix fed on three things: Rage, Power and Desire. As a young boy the only desires that Fang had were toys, the only power was over us, and the only rage was against us. But we knew that it would all change as he grew up. So we created psychic barriers in his mind to make sure that the phoenix would not escape.

“However, lately the barriers have been undeveloping (A/N is that a word?) So we had to bring Fang back to put them up again.” Jeb finished, and we all stared at him in awe. I was the first to recover.

“What was Fangs power?” Everyone turned to Jeb, eagerly awaiting the answer to my question.

“He could control things with his mind.”

Wow, what a bummer he could still do it. Then we would get out of this place. Without blowing it up. Iggy and Gazzy might be disappointed a little, but it would be a relief.

Seriously, I will update quite quickly, ideas zoom through my head. Hope you liked, sorry if it was a bit confusing. =