Have you ever felt forgotten? I know I have. My name is Lux Night and Maximum Ride forgot me and the rest of us.

That's right she forgot me, Damien, Caine, Krystal, and Katelyn. It's been about two years of constant maltreatment and starvation. But that doesn't matter anymore because tonight at twelve a.m. we're breaking out. We got about two minutes before we go into action. So the plan is, well, we don't really have one so our leader, Damien, is giving us a little pep talk.

"Okay guys. I have a feeling we'll all make it out, but if you don't… I don't know what will happen but just know we will come back to save you." He said. That is if you're still alive, I think to myself.

Damien holds up his fingers to symbolize when we bust out of this place. 3, 2, 1. At that last finger we all bust out of our dog crates and run as fast as we can to a window on the far side of the room. Caine rams his shoulder into it and pulls himself up and then he jumps. It's probably not a good time to explain this but uh, we kind of have wings.

One by one we jump out of the window. I can already hear the white coats and erasers storming town the tile floors, yelling and cursing at us. I'm the last one out. I'm such a team player. I pull myself up as best I can, not so hard considering I'm part bird and that I've been starved for most of my life, and I'm just about to jump when, one of those stupid, harry, half wolf freak grabs my ankle and pulls, I grip the window sill as best as I can but the left over glass is digging into my hand making it really hard to get a grip.

"CAINE!" I scream.

He turns back and grabs my hand pulls, considering we are genetically enhanced to be able to take down most trained grown men him obviously won. For a second I'm dangling there pulling Caine down, but then I spread my 13 ft. jet black wings and I soar upwards with the rest of the forgotten flock.

Looks like we all made it out with just a few scrapes. We're just getting settled when the idiots start shooting at us. Great. We fly in a zig zag pattern so we dodge all the bullets. About 30 minutes later their still down there probably driving those giant jeeps as fast as they go. Still shooting at us, seriously where do they get the money for that much ammo?

A few minutes later the shooting stops and the jeeps turn around. It's a good thing too because I think we're all starting to get tired.

"Damien" Katelyn complains "I'm tired when can we stop?"

"Let's fly for about thirty more minutes, then we will start scouting for a place to sleep" he replies.

Most of us groan but we know it's probably best to get as much distance as we can between us and the school. We're flying at about 150 mph so we will put a pretty big distance between them. But none of this would have happened if stupid Jeb would have just helped us out too, but no we're would just weigh them down. Gosh, I really need to stop thinking of that its just making my anger flare up, and we all know that's not a good thing at the moment. So I just stare at the red sand and dead plants as we zoom past.

Now I bet you wondering 'how would she be able to see in the dark?' well the answer to that question is that the white coats performed the same night vision surgery they did on Iggy, only with me, it actually worked. They also made it so I didn't have to sleep for a very long period of time. So basically I store up A LOT of energy. I once went 2 months without out sleeping before I just collapsed. Stupid white coats and their tests.

I could see the faint glow of a small city in the distance. I'm willing to bet that is where we'll stop.

"Okay," Damien says "we'll stop in that city and find some ally to sleep in and maybe find some food too."

Every one nods in agreement accept Katelyn and Krystal.

"We don't want to sleep in some dirty ally and eat dumpster food" Katelyn says in disgust.

"Would you rather go back to the school where you would sleep in dog cages, be starved, and experimented on every day?" Damien counters.

They both shake their heads. As you can tell their VERY girly, which probably is not a good thing to be when your broke and forced to live on the streets. The city is very close now and we can easily see McDonalds' golden arches.

"Looks like we're having' mickey d's" Caine says with a smirk.

"Looks like it" Damien agrees.

We have a rough landing outside the town. I flip my long black hair out of my face. And fold my wings into my back as everyone else did the same. The McDonald's is about a mile away.

"Looks like we're walking" I state.

"Let's go" Damien sighs.

When we get there we go straight to the dumpsters to see what we can forge. It looks like they threw out all the cold stuff. Huh. Looks like were eating good tonight! Everyone just grabs what looks good. It probably the most we've ever eaten in our lives. After that it was decided that I would take watch since I didn't need sleep. It's going to be a long night.