An: This story will take place before Fang for those who may wonder. This is purely fanmade and meant to be just something random and stupid. This is going to include characters used and created by not just James Patterson (Max and the flock), but also myself and my friend (Isis and her flock). These characters do not fully exist in the same universes, they are fanmade characters from the books and again I do not own max nor any other canon characters. I'm going to try and refrain from switching point of views frequently. Right now I'll keep it either no P.O.V or switch it to Max or Isis's p.o.v

To clarify here:

"This is conversations"

'This is for thoughts that are not involved with Angel'

'bold text in these means Angel is conversing'

Isis P.O.V

You'd think after you've been with someone for sixteen years, that the things they do will actually not irritate you. Especially when you're 'problems' are in the shape of a teenage girl that never shuts up and wants you to try new things. Well, that's basically my life, my names Isis and about now I've been put through every normal teenage girl's problem and some problems you'd die to know about. I say normal, because I'm not normal. In fact none of my friends are. Right now we have no parents, no adults, and complete freedom. To a degree that is. We currently have to worry about hiding ourselves from people that want to harm us. And really my current situation is anything, but hiding.

"I will repeat this clearly for you, I am NOT EVER going to step out wearing THIS!" my shout could probably be heard from china as I hid behind the crimson red curtain that covered the changing rooms. I brushed my equally crimson red hair behind my ears blaming the entire event on my friends. Right now I was stuck there, listening to Petal insist that I looked wonderful. Why I let them convince me to go along with their 'shopping' trip was beyond me. Still, I peered at my reflection in the mirror, the black tank top was hidden beneath the light pink t-shirt that hung loosely over my frame. The mesh sleeves were probably the only thing I didn't hate about this outfit as I tugged the short skirt that barely reached my knees further down. The outfit had been paired together with a belt that hung off my waist and black heeled boots that I barely could walk in along with black gloves.

It's still beyond me why they thought this would be and I quote 'Amazingly, terrifically, never ending fun.' Yeah almost as much fun as having wings hand crafted onto your back than have them clipped because they didn't like them. Oh yeah you missed that, every one of us have wings, well okay not everyone. Some of us have other mutations, but wings are mostly common in my team. The clipped part was mostly a joke, but that's what I would need. Honestly having wings is great, except for when they think you're meant for more and neglect to give you actual instructions on what is going through those numbskulls heads. But that's off topic really.

Off topic because as much as I'd love to stay hidden around telling some reader our life story in a happy way, I can't. Because Petal and Feathers didn't want too let me and instead were dragging me out of the dim changing room. I'd rather have hid there all day, since the originally three girls I'd been tossed at now had turned into three girls and the rest of my gang. I couldn't help the blush that covered my tan skin, I wasn't exactly a model, wasn't pretty, but when you're thrown into some outfit that is fit for a freaking model and shoved out in front of your and mark my words here, EX BOYFRIEND, you tend to get embarrassed. So probably going to ask this now, why did I actually go along with this? Well I didn't, not initially, at first I'd been shoved inside and Petal was pretty much just going to keep me trapped in there until I tried one outfit on.

As I let out a breath I still didn't meet anyone's gazes. "Isis come on you look amazing!" Cyber chimed clapping her hands as I glanced up slightly. Her grin was wider than a Cheshire cat it was freaky. I could have strangled her and the others especially when they're all staring at me with looks that practically said 'you actually wore that.' Thanks for the backup boys, where were you ten minutes ago? See initially I didn't have that many people on my team, it was just me and a few idiots, till we had a lil diagrement and I got kicked out. Long story short, we wound up back together and yet again with me being stuck as the leader. Not like it mattered, they barely listened to me on a regular basis. My attention drifted away as I suddenly met the gaze of a girl, roughly assuming she looked like my age. I mentally made a note to stop tugging my hair as I noted how different we looked. That was me with blood red hair, and this girl with blonde hair; more normal than I'd be able to dream about.

I mentally wanted to shout, especially since the last blonde I met only made me want to kill blondes. I noted a younger girl beside her, the little girl happened to be holding an angelic looking bear. While I'd have assumed they could have been related, I passed it off seeing the African girl behind them gushing over some clothes. They were too odd to just be friends shopping or adopted family hanging out. I couldn't help my gaze wandering to the guys with them, for some reason my gaze fully stopped on the taller of the two. He had pitch black hair and in Ally's terms looked emo. Go ahead and sue me for my thoughts, because frankly yes I'm going to admit he looks cute.

I was luckily pulled from my thoughts as Petal grabbed my arm, "Isis hey!" she shouted snapping her fingers in front of my eyes, "We're ready to go, can you go get changed and let's check out. Besides Ballad's complaining he's hungry." She stated. I waved it off as I turned away, "Yeah give me a moment." I said going back in the changing room. I quietly changed before helping Petal pay for the clothes; however as we left I did have to unfortunately cross paths with that blonde again. As I walked past her, I could tell just from her look that something wasn't right about her.

Max's P.O.V

My gaze focused on the odd red head as they walked past, couldn't exactly tell the others I didn't like the looks of that group. 'Max you're worrying over nothing' Angel's thoughts filled my head as I sighed, 'No I'm worrying over a strange girl, come on how did nobody else notice that she was studying us!?' I swore I could hear her laugh a little, but I knew what I saw. Cracking a smile I glanced at Fang, "You know she was staring at you for a long time," I joked knowing he wouldn't reply I turned to Nudge, "Let's hurry up, thirty minutes no more no less." I stated moving to stand at the entrance and keep a watch. For some reasons I'd agreed unfortunately to let them go shoping and even more unfortunately agreed to let Iggy and Gazzy stick around the food court, which was just outside of the store so I could keep a close watch on them.

After what felt like the worse thirty minutes of my life we finally were able to leave and meet back up with Iggy and Gazzy. After getting something to eat, we left the mall entirely and headed back to the forest. It would have been a long flight back to my mom's house since we'd left earlier than necessary, but we've lived in the woods longer than just one afternoon, so there wasn't much to worry about there. We all settled down a little ways from the town, taking a break and eating some snacks.

Isis P.O.V

After we'd finally left the mall, we were heading off back towards our temporary home. I'd probably been better off walking with Cyber, but instead I opted to flying back. Which was an equally bad idea since I wasn't exactly focused; You know how normals have that law 'don't text and drive' well we don't multitask and fly. It leads to some unfortunate problems. Like for instance this one, where I flew quite literally into a freaking tree. You're probably wondering why I didn't just fly higher up above the trees with the rest of the others that opted to fly. Well, I truly haven't the slightest clue. On a decent note, I only got tangled up in the branches and didn't actually hit the trunk itself.

Letting out an agitated groan, I worked to remove the branches that were tangled in my hair as well as the one that had painfully gotten jammed into my left wing. 'Hey, don't move too much, you'll hurt yourself.' I froze in place as the thoughts filled my subconscious, okay maybe it was just me. Maybe it was my sanity levels being nothing. Or maybe I really was dreaming and that I'll wake up any minute happily asleep. Or maybe I was just a loon with someone speaking to my mind, I mean yeah I could see someone's aura and grow my hair out, but mind reading was one power I really didn't see yet. Letting out a breath, I actually listened keeping my wings still as I shifted to grab the branch, "Who's there!?" I called out narrowing my gaze. I knew my team wasn't far, but that certainly wasn't one of them.

My gaze narrowed as I sighed, "Okay calm down Isis, you're just running off lack of sleep and imagining voices." I whispered cursing when I tried to remove the branch. When I turned back to survey my surroundings the blonde girl and the little one from the store were there. Tensing up I gripped the branch tightly feeling the wood splinter into my skin. I was pretty sure I'd met all the mutants I would have in my life time. Yet here I was staring at these two with freaking wings. What was that place's obsession with wings and kids!? I clamped my mouth shut denying any responses, seeing as neither them or I would actually speak. I focused my attention on the elder of the two as she came closer grasping a branch. "This will hurt…a lot." I barely had a chance to snap at her to not actually do anything till I felt the searing pain that came from her ripping out the branch, probably with a few of my feathers while they were at it. I shut my eyes tightly as I focused my breathing, the only reason I hadn't fallen was due to the other branch, which unfortunately started to crack.

Mentally I made a note to myself to look where I'm flying from now on, but I didn't have time to worry about that now as I slowly moved to try and climb down from said tree. Hearing the last of the branch splinter away I tensed further as the branch broke from the tree and sent me actually crashing this time to the ground. Really though, you'd think Miss. I'll just jerk this painful branch out of your wing, would have actually helped me there, but she didn't. Course I didn't actually feel the pain of hitting the ground either. I opened my eyes after what felt like hours to me blinking when all I could actually see was blacker. You know when I said this was a dream? Well I really had hoped it was as I got my bearings straight. I wasn't exactly on the ground, but I wasn't actually somewhere safe and familiar either. Right now I was just the complete idiot staring at a guy that was holding me in his arms.

An: Didn't want to split p.o.v's again, but I chose too so that way I could explain this a lil better. Here you're given some insight in the minds of both leaders. Let me know what you think. The only reason I actually split Max and Isis's p.o.v was too show how each team leader thought in regards to the other.