Me: Okay, I don't own the Maximum Ride characters, but I DO own MY characters and this no one copy it. Anyways, this story is an impulse story. In this story Max and Fang are in rival spy organizations that are trying to take down Itex. And the people who read my other story know who the OC's are. So yea...the story starts now.

Chapter 1: Socialite Spy

Max's POV

"I hate this dress," I muttered.

"I hate this party I hate everything to do with this party. Period," Shadow said next to me. I looked at her. She had black hair, olive skin and, get this, silver eyes. How did that happen? I don't know. It had to do with our past. The one I couldn't remember. The one that Jeb wouldn't tell us about.

Focus Max, I heard him say in my head. Yeah, yeah, he was also in my head. Don't ask me how or why because, well, I don't know.

Yeah, yeah Jeb, I know. Focus, lead, use the force. I thought I heard Jeb sigh. Whatever.

"Hello, Earth to Max," Shadow said, waving her hand in front of my face. I blinked and looked at her. Dressed to fit in, she was wearing a black halter top dress with a silver glitter design. I was wearing a simple red spaghetti strap dress. My wings were itching to get out. Yes, I said wings. More on that later.

"Hello there miss, would you care to dance?" some male voice said playfully. I immediately locked onto it. It was a cute guy with chestnut colored hair and tortoise-shell colored eyes. I gave him a smile but really, I hated his guts. He was the son of one of the C.O.'s of Itex. The company we were supposed to take out.

"Hey Sam," I said. Shadow had her famous impassive look on her face.

"Hey," she said. I kicked her shin lightly. She was supposed to be a friendly, peppy rich-kid. Not the dark, secretive, mysterious person that she really was. She glared at me because I kicked her and I was wearing high-heels. Oh, how I hate these things. Who the hell invented them?

"Hello Sky. Hello Maxine," Sam said. I winced and I heard Shadow snicker at the word Maxine. She knew how much I hated being called that. My name was Maximum. Maximum Ride.

Now, you were probably wondering where Shadow and I were stuck at. We were in a ballroom at one of the Hilton Hotels. It was a big one. And very beige and gold. And there were a lot of flowers.

A lot of the people here were important people in Itex's corporate ladder. So there was a lot of gray hair. But there were some young people. Like Sam, Lissa, Annabell, and Omega. They were all 14 like me, Shadow, Chris, and Cass. More on those people later.

"Hello Sky. Hello Maxine," I heard another male voice say. I locked onto the figure and almost cringed. Speak of the Devil. It was the son of the big cheese himself. His name, Omega. He came over and stood next to Sam. His pale brown hair was gelled back, revealing a pair of (if I may say so) stunning silvery blue eyes. He had a cocky smirk on his face which made my stomach drop.

Be careful, Max. He's dangerous, Jeb said. Oh yeah, he was an experiment too. A successful one, like me, Shadow, Nudge, and Angel. As if on cue, I heard Nudge's voice in my head.

"Me, Ella, and Chris have made it into the facility. Over," Good, she didn't start talking like crazy. I loved Nudge, I really do, but if she started the Nudge Channel, then even the holiest of saints would trade in their robes for a knife.

"Hey, Omega," I greeted.

"Hello," Shadow said sweetly. God, I can't keep track of all of her personalities. I mentally filed this one. Sweet. Hm...that makes 3. Sweet, impassive and anger. See, I've known Shadow for as long as I can remember (which isn't very long) and she barely showed any emotion.

"So, can I have this dance," Sam said to me. I swallowed down a stream of curses and put an artificial smile.

"Sure, Samuel," I said. I saw him wince and smiled evilly in pleasure. Ah, how I loved that.

Ahem, Jeb said, signaling me to focus. I almost rolled my eyes.

Way to spoil the good part of the job, I thought.

You are not here to have FUN. You are here to distract everyone long enough so Ella, Nudge, and Chris could get the information.

I hated grunt work.

Well, you and Shadow fit perfectly here.

Me? I can mend myself to fit. Shadow? I think she wants to strangle you. I thought. Sam and I went onto the dance floor. He put his arm on my waist and I put my hand on his shoulder.

"You seem to be a little distracted. Is something wrong?" Sam said. Way to read me Sam.

"'s nothing. Every thing's perfectly fine," I said. I couldn't help but look for Shadow. I saw her being lead to the dance floor by Omega and almost chuckled.

Yep Jeb, I thought, if she wasn't going to strangle you before, she's going to strangle you now. No response from Jeb. I looked around.

And almost froze in my spot.

There was a boy. Two boys actually. One was a boy with dirty blond hair, pale skin, and golden eyes. The other one had dark hair, olive skin, and dark eyes. Hunter and Fang. Great. (Note Sarcasm)

"Um, Max." Nudge said in my head.

"What now, Nudge," I muttered into the microphone. Sam either didn't hear me or ignored me. Both options were good to me.

"We have a problem," she said.

Oh just perfect.

Me: Okay, it's short. But it's like past midnight and my brain isn't functioning right. Do you like it? Then tell me through your review! And remember, if you have nothing nice to say err...type, don't type it.