Max P.O.V
We all flew in a loose formation , me with Fang above me (he has been doing that a lot lately) , Nudge to the far left talking animatedly with a tired looking Angel ( either from talking to Nudge or flying I'm guessing both) , with Iggy to my right.

It was then that Fang decided to break the silence , If you could call it that with Nudge around. " So what are we going to do when we get to Dr. M's? " Fang said quietly only for me to hear.

Iggy who had near super human hearing to make up for being blind because of those jerks at the school , perked up at this as he was curious to.

" Were going to lay low and let the government take care of " Itex " and the school. " I said trying to make it sound as simple as that. Fang however saw right through my little ruse. " You mean try and fail at being normal at Dr.M's and hoping erasers don't come out of nowhere and attack us? " He said sarcastically , giving me a smirk.

I responded by nonchalantly sticking my tongue at him enjoying the childish pleasure that came of it , and continued on with one of the rare conversations me and Fang were having given the fact he only speaks one or two words a day. (If your lucky)

" Look the government knows about Itex , and if we are lucky they will all be behind bars by next year. " Fang decided to keep quiet after that seeing the logic in what I was saying. So we continued are flight to my mom's A.K.A Dr.M's A.K.A Dr. Martinez.

We were going to settle down there witch is not the norm for us being on the run all the time , but now that everyone knew about Itex we didn't have to worry about them anymore , or at least we hoped we didn't

The flock was excited we all love Dr.M , and I was especially happy to see Ella again not to mention the chocolate chip was the happiest to finally get there witch was a shock to all of us , but it was probably because we had been flying for hours and are last home was a cave full of bats witch we didn't know about until one flew into Nudge's hair , and she wouldn't take her head out of Fang's backpack for the rest of the night. (much to Fangs dismay)

He had seemed a little bit off all day and paler than usual. When we landed I was barraged by two dirty blonde missiles witch I later found out was my mom and Ella hugging me tightly after not seeing me for months. It was getting late by the time we got their so the rest of the day involved chocolate chip cookies , Nudge and Ella talking animatedly about boys and make-up , and all of us eagerly going to bed for the night.

Tomorrow is going to be different but better were my thoughts as I went to sleep.

One could get used to living here, I even got to share a room with Ella while I was here. Likewise, Nudge bunked with Angel, Gazzy stayed with Iggy, and the Prince of Darkness and Solitude, Fang, slept alone. Total, meanwhile, shared the couch with Akila.
As usual, I was up before Ella, who would sleep through 'till noon if you let her. I got dressed and headed for the kitchen. Mom was already up and working on a pot of coffee. I said 'morning' to her, and then looked around the kitchen for Fang. He was always up before me. I used to joke that he must be part rooster because he was always up at the crack of dawn. He was nowhere to be seen.

"Hey. Where's Fang?" I asked Mom. "Have you seen him?"

"Nope." She answered. "Maybe he's pulling his little disappearing act again?"

I rolled my eyes. Ever since he found out a few moths ago, Fang had been 'practicing' his new power, staying perfectly still, usually around hallways or in empty rooms, until someone(usually me) walked by. Suddenly, he'd magically appear, scaring the feathers off of whomever it was that'd just innocently turned the corner. He was getting annoying.

"Well, if that's what's up, I'm sure he spring out of the woodwork." Literally. "Meanwhile, I'll get some toast started." It was the one thing I could cook almost successfully.

"I'll make eggs!" Iggy's voice came from the hall. He turned the corner. "Morning all."

"Morning." We both replied. Dr. Martinez headed over to the fridge.

"How about I make some orange juice?" She said, holding up a couple of oranges from the fridge.

"Sounds good to me." I replied.

"Sweet." Said Iggy, starting up the stove. Dr. Martinez got him a carton of eggs to start with. Our big mutant-majority family could go through a couple of those cartons, easy.

"Hey," Said Ig, "Fang not up yet?"

"I don't know, we think he might be pulling his Houdini act again." I answered.

"Hey, Fang!" Iggy called. "Just to let you know, there's a new house rule. Invisible people don't get fed!"

We laughed. "That should get him to stop." I said.

Suddenly, I smelt something burning. Uh-oh…

"The toast!" I yelled, diving toward the toaster.

"Oh, goody! Maximum's Special Charcoal Toast Recipe again!" Iggy laughed.

I repressed the urge to chuck the toaster at him, and settled for glaring menacingly in his direction, which, of course, did nothing.

I hate cooking.

Fang was on fire. He was surrounded by it. There were scientists aiming flamethrowers at him. Trees were on fire. The sky was bright red. There was a penguin staring at him. Wait, a penguin? Oh well. He tried to fly away, but then, a Flyboy grabbed him by his legs, yanking him down. He screamed and…

Shot straight up in bed, mouth open in a silent scream.

It was a good thing his scream had been silent, because he wasn't sure that his throat could've taken him actually screaming. It hurt badly enough that he wondered if he could talk. He tried. His voice sounded kind of cracked.

He flopped back on his pillow, trying to find a cold spot. His face felt hot. Strangely, though, the rest of him was freezing. He curled up under the blankets, wrapping his wings around himself. He started thinking back on his dream.

"I guess I get what all the fire was about." He thought, burrowing his face into a different cold spot on the pillow. "But the penguin? What the heck! Whatever. I wonder what's up with me, anyway?"

H never really considered that he might be sick. He was always the healthiest one of the Flock, usually the only one not to catch whatever bug the others did.

He rolled over, looking for the next cool place on his pillow, and went back to sleep. He was dead tired and figured he'd figure it out in the morning. Heck, he even thought it might all be gone by morning. Just a freak illness or something. Maybe he was dreaming it. He felt kind of out of it anyway, like he was half-asleep or something. "Yeah." He convinced himself as he drifted off. "It'll all be gone by morning."