In the first chapter, it's just Iggy and Max. Max and Iggy are eleven years old, just so you don't get confused.
Chapter One: I Can't Sleep Without You...
Iggy couldn't sleep, he just kept tossing and turning in his bed, not making a sound as he squirmed. The eleven year old flushed when he realized how silly he was being over something to harmless. Ever since his sight was taken away in the most painful way, he's relied on hearing, feeling, and holding Fang's or Max's hands as they guided him through their house they lived in with Jeb and everyone else. He was embarrassed over being scared of the noises he was hearing. Even so, he quickly got out of bed and felt around for the doorway. He wanted Max. She was the brave one, so he knew that if something tried to hurt him, she'd be there for him.
He grabbed the door handle and twisted it, slowly pushing the door open as quietly as possible. He exited his room and reached for the hallway wall, walking down the hallway as his fingers brushed against the wall. He knew that Max's room was the last one down the hall. Suddenly, he bumped into something stomach first. The wind was knocked out of him as he fell on the floor. He recovered and stood up again, staying clear of the object. Feeling a pain over his stomach, he guessed that there would be a bruise tomorrow. He didn't realize how sleepy he was and how it affected his sense for the objects around him.
He finally reached the door to Max's bedroom and sighed with relief. Entering her room, he felt around for Max's bed, and ended up finding the edge of the bed frame, and he felt slightly proud of himself. He climbed up onto the mattress and crawled to Max's small sleeping figure. He sat beside her and lifted her blankets, tucking himself in beside her. Nuzzling up to her, he placed his small nose on her warm neck, taking in her sweet scent. He guessed that Max had actually bathed today.
"Iggy?"
Max had stirred and woken up to see Iggy in her bed and snuggling her in her sleep. Now he was really embarrassed. Trying to come up with an excuse, he blurted, "I couldn't sleep. Sorry. I-uh, kinda knew that if something tried to hurt me, you'd protect me... I-" Max smiled and interrupted him, "Cover yourself up better before you catch a cold, okay? You can be so careless sometimes." She said, pulling the blanket from Iggy's waist to his neck. "You're such a goofball, ya know, you could've just asked me if you could sleep in bed with me because you were scared.." Her tone was serious. After all, she didn't like it when one of her babies were dishonest, sneaky, or afraid.
A slight smile appeared on his red flustered face as he wrapped his arms around her, feeling like the luckiest bird kid in the world. He felt her kiss his forehead and return the hug, pulling them closer together. Iggy knew that Max wasn't his real sister, or his real mom, or anyone related... But he knew, one day, one day...
He would protect her for a change.