Fang's POV

Max knows my secret, but only a part of it. The others don't know a thing, not even Iggy. Max knows half the secret of my tears, but not the whole thing, and I hope she never does. One day she might, but that day is not today. I cry tears that bring life, I even cry tears that bring death. But the one thing no one knows is the one thing I can't tell. One thing that no one can know or it could possibly put them all in danger.

I'm not really who they think I am. I'm not the Fang they all once knew. I'm different. No I'm not a clone or a robot, and I'm not form the future either. I'm still me, yet I'm so different. If you looked at me I'd look the same, seem the same, eat the same, and more. Everything would be the same except my mind.

What Max doesn't know could possibly hurt us, but I can't tell her without all the pain that will come with her reaction. Everyone thinks I'm ok, because that's what I tell them, but no body knows the torment I go through just to survive the day. If they knew then they wouldn't let me live. You all probably think I'm just exaggerating. But I'm not.

Angel got a glimpse of my mind that same day before I could put a wall up. She cried for three hours. This gift, curse, whatever you want to call it, has really messed up my life, except for the day I saved Max. That was the best and worst day of my life. It was the best day because I saved Max and it was the worst because it was the last day I could stay with them.

I had to leave because of the tears. They changed my mind, making me turn against them, my family. It started right after Max and I flew back up to the Flock. They started to ask questions about what had happened. Max told them our edited version, but kept asking questions until finally I snapped, shocking everyone, including myself. They all looked at me like I was insane and in Angel's case very mean. I said sorry and flew off.

Max caught up and asked what had happened to cause me to erupt like I did. I told I wasn't sure but then it hit me like a ton of bricks. The tears caused IT to escape the walls I'd constructed. As soon as I realized this I told Max, but she didn't understand because I had never told about IT or… well… Him.

I had forgotten until now about Him just like I had forgotten about the tears. He was a voice in my head except unlike Max's voices mine was evil and could control me when I expressed too much emotion. So I had all but subconsciously forgotten.

I left to keep them safe because He hates them all. He hates all things I love. Before I knew about Him and what he could do I had a twin brother. His name was Blade, and he was like me in every way. One day Blade did something to piss off the Whitecoats, so they took me and conducted so very painful experiments. I was mad at Blade when I got back because I was around five and they told me that he was the reason I was there. When I got back to our crate(we shared one) I was extremely mad at him. I blacked out and when I woke up Blade was dead, I was covered in his blood, and the Whitecoates were happy and a little confused.

They were happy because Blade was dead and they all hated him. They were confused because they didn't know why I had killed my brother. Their happiness made me angry and I blacked out again. When I came to they were all dead and I was strapped to a table.

Later I figured it out, when He started to talk to me, then He started to take credit. He told me that I had loved my brother too much and that it didn't like that. I soon realized it ran off my emotions, so I shut them down as best that I could, and locked Him in the back of my mind.

That is until that one day when I saved Max. He causes all bad emotions to be amplified. All good emotions to be diminished until they are almost nonexistent. He killed my brother, I wont let Him kill Max or the others.

Wow you guys are awesome!!!! Thanks a million for the replies! Hope you like this, and sorry it took so long! : - )

~ Racer