Guys, I know it has taken a while for the sequel to come up, but I've had school, and I didn't really know where to start! But I have finally started writing, thanks for being so patient! On with the chapter!

Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride.

I had just flown back to our little clearing. I couldn't see Fang yet, I supposed he was still out there, practicing his new moves. I smiled. I had been teaching Fang how to use his new body properly. Ever since the whitecoats had meddled with his previously human system, he had been experiencing some changes. He was now 2% bird. Lucky him.

He had grown a lot more muscular. This was to help him adapt to his new wings I guess. He had been experiencing some ear and eye pain, I guesstimated that was his new eye and ear sight coming into action. He was also more agile, and… birdlike. He was more fluid than he had been as a human, and I don't know if it was possible, even MORE quiet. He hadn't developed any powers yet, but blimey, all in good time.

If you haven't caught up yet, I suppose I'll give you a brief rundown. But pay attention, I don't want to do this every time one you couldn't be bothered reading about me. Ah hem.

I had been injured, and I needed a place to hide. I found this little town, and went to a college to hide out from the erasers. Here I met Fang. He and I got close, and I told him about my wings. He was cool with it, and loved them. Unfortunately the school kidnapped us, and… they experimented on him. So now he's like me.

Happy now? Good.

I could see Fang now, a faint speck in the distance. I turned over our rabbit (which I had caught with my superior hunting skills) and noticed it was looking a little burnt. I probably should have checked it more often. I sighed. My cooking abilities hadn't improved much. May Fang wouldn't notice.

About 5 minutes later, he started circling down. I stared up at him, squinting. The setting sun was really red today. I was proud of him. He had really gotten the hang of his wings well.

He landed and then nodded at me. We had become closer during the last week and a half. There was new respect all round, he learned from me and understood that I knew more about flying than he did (mwahaha) and I respected him for taking everything in his stride so well. He really coped with everything that was happening brilliantly.

No Erasers had shown up yet. That was a blessing that wasn't going to last, I was afraid. It's only a matter of time. I was going to have to teach Fang how to fight properly. He would need to defend himself when they showed up. I grimaced and beckoned for him to come over, for some burnt rabbit.

He looked at the rabbit with a mix of hunger and glumness. I sighed. He knew it was burnt. Ah well, he had to man up. Maybe HE could do the cooking while I went and flew around like a-

"Its not that bad Max." he said quietly. I looked at him, and he was casually tearing a piece of very grilled rabbit and looking at me from under his overgrown fringe with those dark jade eyes. Huh. Can he read minds or something? And on another note, he needed a haircut.

"Thanks. Personally I think my cooking abilities have improved a lot this past week-"

"I wouldn't go that far," He interrupted me, "I just said it wasn't bad."

The cheek! No more burnt rabbit for him. I grabbed a handful of soil and chucked it at him, laughing evilly, then flew off into the night. Nothing had changed. Well, except that Fang had wings. He yelled up at me to come down, so I tucked my wings in, and nearly landed on top of him. Fortunately I wasn't that unco, and he can move a lot faster now. So I landed just fine.

I sighed. "Fang, we need to talk. Come and sit." He noticed my change of tone and body language, and sat down beside me, a little hesitant.

I looked at him and stated, "Fang, tomorrow im going to teach you how to fight. You need to have some basics under your belt before the next group of erasers come at us. We also are going to have some basic sign codes for when we are caught, or in company of… someone else, and we need to talk. Goddit?" He nodded slowly, and we talked (well I talked, he just sat there and looked thoughtful, nodding occasionally) for the next hour on working out some signs.

We also needed some new clothes, as we were looking pretty tattered. Unfortunately, this meant leaving behind this little haven. Maybe in another couple of days. I was still recovering from being stabbed, thanks very much. It was sore, but mending fast, as we all do. Yipee doo for me.

I told Fang to get some shut-eye, and did the same myself. We had a lot to do tomorrow.

There you go guys! First chapter of the sequel.

Reviewing is appreciated. Any ideas, thoughts or suggestions that you have, PLEASE tell me. I'm thinking about adding Iggy or Gazzy into it… what do you think?