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Saving the World and Other Extreme Sports : Maximum Ride Series : Book 3 - James Patterson

Saving the World and Other Extreme Sports

Maximum Ride Series : Book 3

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Published: 1st February 2008
For Ages: 11 - 15 years old
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James Patterson continues his "New York Times" bestselling series. Max, Fang, Iggy, Nudge, Gasman, and Angel have always worked together to defeat the forces working against them--but can they save the world when they are torn apart, living in hiding and captivity, half way around the world?

There's one last chance to save the world in MAXIMUM RIDE: SAVING THE WORLD AND OTHER EXTREME SPORTS, the closing chapter of James Patterson's thrilling trilogy. The time has arrived for Max and her winged 'Flock' to face their ultimate enemy and discover their original purpose: to defeat the takeover of 'Re-evolution', a sinister experiment to re-engineer a select population into a scientifically superior master race...and to terminate the rest.

Max, Fang, Iggy, Nudge, Gasman, and Angel have always worked together to defeat the forces working against them-but can they save the world when they are torn apart, living in hiding and captivity, halfway across the globe from one another?

About The Author

JAMES PATTERSON is one of the best-known and biggest-selling writers of all time. He is the author of some of the most popular series of the past decade - the Alex Cross, Women's Murder Club and Detective Michael Bennett novels - and he has written many other number one bestsellers including romance novels and stand-alone thrillers. He lives in Florida with his wife and son. James is passionate about encouraging children to read. Inspired by his own son who was a reluctant reader, he also writes a range of books specifically for young readers. James has formed a partnership with the National Literacy Trust, an independent, UK-based charity that changes lives through literacy.

Prologue | No More Mistakes!

Itexicon American Headquarters Florida, United States

'We have meticulously crafted the skeleton of our new world,' the Director proclaimed from the large TV screen in the conference room. 'Parts of this skeleton are scattered across the globe. Now the time has come to connect those parts, to become one! And, as one, we will commence our Re-Evolution!'

The Director stopped speaking when she noticed that the phone was vibrating in the pocket of her white lab coat. Frowning, she pulled it out and looked at a message. The situation in Building 3 had become critical.

'It’s time,' she said, glancing at a colleague offscreen. 'Seal Building Three and gas everything inside.'

Across the conference table, Roland ter Borcht smiled. Jeb Batchelder ignored him as the Director turned her attention back to the camera.

'Everything is in place, and we’re commencing the By-Half Plan as of oh seven hundred tomorrow. As you know, Jeb, the only puzzle piece not fitting in, the only fly in the ointment, the only loose end not tied up is your obnoxious, uncontrollable, pathetic, useless, flying failures.'

Ter Borscht nodded gravely and shot Jeb a glance.

'You begged us to wait until the bird kids’ preprogrammed expiration date kicked in,' the Director went on, her voice tight with tension. 'But you no longer have that luxury, no matter how soon it will happen. Get rid of those loose cannons now, Dr. Batchelder. Do I make myself clear?'

Jeb nodded. 'I understand. They’ll be taken care of.'

The Director wasn’t so easily convinced. 'You show me proof of extinction of those bird-kid mistakes by oh seven hundred tomorrow,' she said, 'or you will be the one to become extinct. Do we have an understanding?'

'Yes.' Jeb Batchelder cleared his throat. 'It’s already in place, Director. They’re just waiting for my signal.'

'Then give them the signal,' the Director snarled. 'When you arrive in Germany, this foolishness must be over. It is a momentous day...the dawn of a new era for humankind...and there is no time to waste. There is much to do if we’re to reduce the world’s population by one-half.'



Chapter 1

'Lay off the freaking horn!' I said, rubbing my forehead.

Nudge pulled away from the steering wheel, which Fang was holding. 'Sorry,' she said. 'It’s just so much fun—it sounds like a party.'

I looked out the van window and shook my head, struggling to keep my irritation in check.

It seemed like only yesterday that we’d done the pretty impossible and busted out of the very creepy and deeply disturbing Itex headquarters in Florida.

In reality, it had been four days. Four days since Gazzy and Iggy had blown a hole in the side of the Itex headquarters, thus springing us from our latest diabolical incarceration.

Because we’re just crazy about consistency, we were on the run again.

However, in an interesting, nonflying change of pace, we were driving. We’d made the savvy decision to borrow an eight-passenger van that had apparently been a love machine back in the ’80s: shag carpeting everywhere, blacked-out windows, a neon rim around the license plate that we’d immediately disabled as too conspicuous.

There was, for once, plenty of room for all six of us: me (Max); Fang, who was driving; Iggy, who was trying to convince me to let him drive, although he’s blind; Nudge, in the front seat next to Fang, seemingly unable to keep her mitts off the horn; the Gasman (Gazzy); and Angel, my baby.

And Total, who was Angel’s talking dog. Long story.

Gazzy was singing a Weird Al Yankovic song, sounding exactly like the original. I admired Gazzy’s uncanny mimicking ability but resented his fascination with bodily functions, a fascination apparently shared by Weird Al.

'Enough with the constipation song,' Nudge groaned, as Gazzy launched into the second verse.

'Are we going to stop soon?' Total asked. 'I have a sensitive bladder.' His nose twitched, and his bright eyes looked at me. Because I was the leader and I made the decisions about stopping. And about a million other things.

I glanced down at the map on the laptop screen in my actual lap, then rolled down the window to look at the night sky, gauge our whereabouts.

'You could have gotten a car with GPS,' Total said helpfully.

'Yes,' I said. 'Or we could have brought along a dog that doesn’t talk.' I gave Angel a pointed look, and she smiled, well, angelically at me.

Total huffed, offended, and climbed into her lap, his small, black, Scottie-like body fitting neatly against her. She kissed his head.

Just an hour ago we’d finally sped across the state border, into Louisiana, meticulously sticking to our carefully plotted, brilliantly conceived plan of 'heading west.' Away from the laugh riot that had been our stint in south Florida. Because we still had a mission: to stop Itex and the School and the Institute and whoever else was involved from destroying us and from destroying the world. We’re nothing if not ambitious.

'Louisiana, the state that road maintenance forgot,' I muttered, grimacing at hitting yet another pothole. I didn’t think I could take this driving thing much longer. From the Everglades to here had taken forever in a car, as compared with flying.

On the other hand, even a big ’80s love van was less noticeable than six flying children and their talking dog.

So there you go.

ISBN: 9780446194044
ISBN-10: 0446194042
Series: Maximum Ride
Audience: Children
For Ages: 11 - 15 years old
For Grades: 6 - 10
Format: Paperback
Language: English
Number Of Pages: 418
Published: 1st February 2008
Dimensions (cm): 17.17 x 10.57  x 3.05
Weight (kg): 0.21