Me: I am not dead I just have no ideas for my serial seven story. And I have now decided to put it on hold while I get down stories that I DO have an idea for. Darn my friend for getting me back into addiction to manga. T.T
Max: Well there's a let down.
Me: If any of you wish to take over the story I understand but though you can use my characters give credit to those who's OC's are also in use. And you guys may use Yang and Yin in any other stories but give credit where credit is due. Now Yang DISCLAIMER PLEASE! ~
Yang: *comes out of the storage closet and sighs* Crimson_angel3579 doesn't in any way own Maximum Ride. James Patterson does.
Fang: why am I the one that stuff happens to?
Me: cause that's how I roll.
Summary: Angel has a friendly conversation with Fang in her room about being her hero. Death-fic
Angel situated herself on her bed looking at Fang while smiling, "Can you believe we are actually going out? I mean after that fight I'd expect us to rest but here we are getting ready to go to the amusement park!"
Fang just stayed silent as ever, settling with just a content smile upon his features listening to the younger one. Angel played with one of her blonde curls continuing the one-sided conversation, "I can't believe Max was the one to suggest the idea. Usually she's the stick in the mud."
Angel giggled when she faintly heard Fang say, "Max is tons of fun. It's not her fault people hunt us down and you all worry her to no end."
She shifted her position to look at Fang and gave him a sad smile, "You act like you don't. After all if you hadn't pushed me outta the way of that bullet you wouldn't have gotten hurt. She was completely devastated."
Angel sighed as she remembered the fight. It was a simple fight between them and the flyboys, or so she had thought. If she wasn't so overly confident then she would've noticed the gun pointed at her and Fang didn't have to save her.
She blinked back tears keeping them at bay but looked up when she heard Fang say, "Nah its fine. I'm okay I promise. If I ever hear you try to pin the blame on yourself I'll get you." Fang looked intently at her, his eyes boring into hers and just gave her that same smile as before.
Angel wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and smiled, "Thank Fang. You always know what to say. You're my own personal hero."
Suddenly a soft knock on the door interrupted them, "Angel. It's time to head out." Max poked her head through the opened door and grinned, "Better hurry. Or else you'll be stuck with the seat behind Gazzy." Max left to get things ready and Angel laughed waving at Fang.
"See ya later alligator! I'll eat some cotton candy for you!" Angel skipped down the hallway heading out of the house when Max slowly walked in her room. Unbeknownst to Angel, Max had been standing by her door listening to the whole conversation.
Tears stung Max's dark brown eyes and made their way down her cheeks as she stared at the picture of Fang on the headboard of Angel's bed. Picking it up she stared at it letting salty tears stain her face.
Max choked on a sob, "Fang, you truly are her hero." Slowly she set the picture to where the frame was facing down. She glanced at the small grave sight outside the window before wiping her eyes and heading downstairs.
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