I'm afraid there isn't much dialogue in the beginning of this chapter.

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Summary: set in eclipse- Edward won't let Max/Bella watch the vamps and the wolfs train for the war, so she decides to fly over there, what happens when a certain someone from her past shows up? Will her secret be revealed?

Max/Bella POV

Okay, so the graduation party hadn't been so terrible. It was a N-I-G-H-T-M-A-R-E! The party didn't end until like two A.M., and then there was the whole werewolf's risking their lives in a vampire war. I begged Edward to let me come and watch their training but of course he had to get all protective and pull an 'It's not safe for you there Bella, we have no idea how stable the Wolves are'. But what Edward doesn't know is that I can protect myself, because I am Maximum Ride, but they don't know that, no one does. I've always wondered if they could smell the two percent bird in me, but so far I haven't heard anything out of the ordinary.

I was sitting in my room, trying to read my battered copy Wuthering Heights, but I just can't seem to keep my mind on it! The werewolf's were risking their lives for me, I know I can't convince them to back out of the war but maybe I could stop them from fighting each other? I could just fly over there and watch from above; as long as they don't look up at me I should be fine. I could already feel myself itching to fly again; it had been a long time.

I threw the book down and pulled a sweater over my tank top, shoved my feet into a ratty pair of old beaten up sneakers. Then I started the transformation.

I felt my bones stretching and my skin extending over it, and I could feel my wings coming out of my back, my eyes sight grew sharper and my arms and legs were covered in raw muscle. The first few transformations had been painful but I'm used to it now. I grabbed a pocket knife and cut slits in my sweater. Then I walked over to the window, opened it and jumped out. I was only on the second floor so the ground came up to me a lot faster than I expected. I snapped my wings open and let the wind catch me. My nose just barely skimmed the grass.

After I left the flock, I went to Jeb/Charlie, having nowhere else. Jeb (let's just call him that from now on) shipped me off to Forks and he created a new identity for the both of us. Unlike Jeb I wasn't good at controlling my thoughts so I had my mind blocks up full time. Jeb had always been careful around Edward so our secret is safe for now. Yes, Jeb knows about vampires and werewolves. The only reason he didn't completely banish Edward from entering our house was so he could 'observe them in their natural habitat.' Whatever, I never shared his scientific interest in inhumane creatures. Jeb, thinks the Pack are the offspring's of a female Eraser that escaped the Lab years ago, personally I'd rather believe the Quileute's legends. Going on…yeah I trust Jeb, but that also doesn't mean I'm an idiot to forget the past. Maximum Ride neverforgets. If you think I'm going to give you a long detailed flashback about what happened between me and the flock, then you'll just have to live without one….

Nah, I'm kidding, I'm not that mean…. But long story short, the flock refused to listen to me, they all wanted to settle down and be normal. I would have loved that too, but the world still needed saving. I tried reasoning with them but they argued back. I finally snapped and told them we're not going to settle down until I say so. The next morning I woke up with a letter next to my bed, explaining they hate me and didn't need me anymore. I did the only thing I could think of, run to Jeb.

There now you know what happened. I let go of my 'saving the world' mission a long time ago. This was my first time flying in three years and it felt so damn good to stretch my wings again. I kept my memories of the flock buried, this was the first time I thought of them. And I hated it! I'm no longer Max, now just pathetic old Bella. I hate acting weak, but it's necessary. My transformation to Bella turned me into the exact opposite of what I was, so I went from strong and indestructible to weak and an easy prey.

I don't know how but I managed to find the clearing, it was the same one as our disastrous baseball game. Being here brought back so much Déjà-Vu, It felt strange to be here, as if this gathering wouldn't be complete unless James, Victoria and Laurent were here. But James and Laurent were never coming back. That pattern wouldn't be repeated.

I looked down in the field. The Cullen's were all standing in a semi-circle opening toward the North end of the field, I followed their gazes. It was the werewolves. I forgot how tall they were, like horses only thick with muscle and fur and teeth like knifes, impossible to over look. I strained my eyes through the night sky to get a better look at them; I didn't dare fly any lower. I tried to distinguish them from one and another, when I realized that the pack had nearly doubled in size, there were now ten wolves in the pack.

"Fascinating," I heard Edward murmur to Jasper quietly. I had to strain myself to hear it; my ears were more sensitive than the vampires or the werewolves. I watched as Carlisle walked slowly forward, reassuring that he meant no harm.

"Welcome," He greeted the wolves, nearly invisible in the shadows of the trees. My wings would make too much noise here so I decided to hover above them.

"Thank you," Edward translated in a deep gruff voice. I realized that these were Sam's words; I identified him as the tallest, darkest wolf in the midst, his midnight black fur coat nearly blended in with the night sky. Edward started speaking in that same detached voice, speaking Sam's words.

"We will watch and listen but no more that. It is the most we can ask of our self control,"

"That is more than enough," Carlisle answered. "My son Jasper has experience in this area. He will teach us how to fight, how they will be defeated. I'm sure you can apply this to your own hunting style,"

"They are different from you?" Edward asked in Sam's voice. Carlisle nodded.

"They are all very new, months old to this life, they will have no skill or strategy, only brute strength," I absorbed his word like a sponge. I compared this to my fight with Omega once upon a time. He didn't have any strategies, just his strength. He wasn't smart enough to think for his self, that's why I had been able to kill-defeat him.

"Tonight, their numbers stand at twenty, ten for us and ten for you. It shouldn't be difficult; the numbers may go down, the new ones fight amongst themselves."

A rumble passed down the shadowy line of wolves. It was a low growling mutter that somehow sounded enthusiastic. Wimps, getting happy over the idea of fighting newborn's. Try fighting a hundred Erasers, now that's exciting! My wings were getting soar form flapping in one place, but I held steady. I couldn't lose my concentration now.

"We are willing to take more than our share if necessary," Edward translated.

Carlisle smiled. "We'll see how it plays out."

"Do you know when and how they will arrive?" Sam asks.

"They'll come across the mountains in four days-" Damn, they're so slow! If you want to kill me just do it already. I seriously doubt that me, Isabella Marie Maximum Ride Swan is worth Victoria's Master plan for revenge. "In the late morning as they approach, Alice will help us intercept their path," Carlisle finished. Blah blah blah, just get on to the fighting- is what my Max half thinks.

I can't believe the werewolves are risking their lives for me, they could seriously get hurt or something-is what Bella half grumbles. There is no doubt about it that I have a split personality. Either that or I am a hell of a good actress.

Jasper walked into the middle of the field closer to the werewolves, but he seemed distracted. In fact everyone did, their heads were all turned in the same direction. I followed there gazes, and I saw some rustling in the woods, something was there. That something was huge and very fast. I hear an ear piercing howl of pain. My eyes snap over to the werewolves, they looked baffled. Obviously it didn't come from them! The Cullen's didn't seem to know what's going on either. Sam gave his pack a quick growl and that seemed to shut them up, the Cullen's walked toward the rustling bushes.

Max…

Voice this is not a good time!

Max that creature is Ari!

WHAT?

You have to save him before the pack or Cullen's take him out!

Ari stepped out of the darkness…