maximum ride and the avengers cross over

max's pov

   I was flying fast over new york city, the flock had been hunted for 3 months straight and were almost passed out from fatigue. But that is what happens when you get 2 or less hours of sleep for a month. All they really wanted was me, but the flock wanted to stick together. I finally convinced them to let me mix up the trail for them 8 hours ago, in the middle of Texas. But they attached me and we had to separate now i was flying none stop trying to get away from the- wait what were they? They were defiantly from the school, they looked more wolfish like erasers. But could fly gracefully if that is what you call it when the don't wince in pain every time the flap-BAMM!!

   I dropped like a stone, not even processing the pain as my left wing was shot. I flapped wildly as i tried to not smash in to the ground suddenly a gust of wind pushed me into a building. I couldn't tell which but it was shiny and expensive. I dropped on to a large ledge and pulled my wings in tight. Just as i realised how bad it was worse then when those boys shot me for trying to help Ella.

  I slowly I looked up, and saw some men and two women. Then two guys came forward i immediately thought to attack, and got in to fighting stands. One came forward to close for comfort, tried and failed to say some thing as i kicked him in the mouth. He stopped in shock, i kicked him in the stomach i graded his arm and twisted throwing him back to the side of me. I looked for my next victim but they were all just standing there looking as shocked as I felt. Then i every thing went black.

Clint pov (the guy with the bow-n-arrows)

   It was a extremely boring day, we were all hanging out at Tony's place. looking for some thing to do when BAMM!! it made us all jump. Bruce looks up at Tony "did you shoot some one?' It was a good question. Tony was being even more immature after the war.

   "That depends, are you dead?" He asked in voice that made it seem as if he truly didn't know. (not) THUD something had hit the balcony outside we all went out expecting the worst. But all we saw was a girl around 15. (A\N This is right after the book max and 3 weeks after the war in the Avengers) She struggled to get up, and collapsed. Steve rushed over to help her up. Being the soft hearted fool that he is she sprang up took a strep back, and right as he was about to say something she kicked him in the jaw strait on.  Only half concuss she kicked him again in the stomach, took his arm pulled and twisted it she throw him to the side and looked for her next "attacker" We just stood there stunned. If she was half consciouses injured, and confessed even though she still took Steve out as if it was nothing. What can she do while in good conditions. She all the sudden collapsed and lay there. Thor hesitantly approached her, and nudged her with his foot, she didn't move so he piked her up an carried her inside getting blood all over his clothes.

max's pov

   I woke upon some operating table and went crazy, i thought i was back at The School. I usually keep my cool but then i was terrified. If i was back there than i may as well be dead.  They had finally caught me. Were was the rest of the flock? Oh my god what happened to angel? And Fang? We had just started dating, and it was amazing! Now I was here and horrified. I jumped off the table clawed the needles out of my arms. Then silently made my way to the door. I cracked it open and peered out. i flexed all my limbs to see if any thing was broken. But i was fine examined my shoulder, my wing had healed but i was going to have to not use my left arm much. I sneaked down a hall, and i took a right and was surprised to see i was in a house, not a lad. I didn't relax knowing it could just be some cruel test, i had been tormented this way before. As i sneaked down the hall towards the big open doors i heard some thing behind me. I turned around to see the guy i beat up (Steve, captain America) and the one with sort brown hair that looked rich and whinny. (tony, iron man) I heard what they were saying with my genetically advanced hearing "-the high kick alone she did, it would have killed any normal person." said the one i beat up who i was now calling jack "well if she was injured, weak, and half unconscious. What can she do when she is OK?"