Hey guys, I'm starting a new series called 'Letters To Fang' which is going to be set a year after Fang had left. I hope you guys enjoy it.

Max's POV:

I sat in silence. The chirping birds signified another day of my loneliness, without Fang. Last night I sat at my window wistfully wishing for him to return to me, like all those other nights, saying that it was a joke and that he would never leave me, but there was no sighting of him. I've lost the will to live; he left me alone, my right wing, my soul mate, my best friend. I brought up my knees to my chest, hugging them tightly, biting my lip as I did so. I waited another half an hour before I heard the heavy fall of footsteps cascade over the house, indicating that the Flock minus one were starting to rise. I sighed and stared at the beautiful vista that was right outside my window. Even after a year I still haven't chased after him in a love struck fury.

I sighed and lifted myself shakily to my feet and started heading to Fang's room. I hesitated in front of his door, wondering if it were right to go in. I know, it's been a whole year and I haven't even been near his room. I shook my head and opened the door and tip toed in. On his bed sat a red-tailed hawk, a letter scrawled with handwriting attached to its leg. I approached it cautiously, but it made no sudden movements of attacking. I relaxed and I slowly took the tied up piece of paper.

Dear Max,

I know I hurt you like this, and that you shouldn't find me, but I figured. We can still keep in contact, by writing letters to each other on a weekly basis. Send me letters via my new companion; I haven't decided on a name for her yet so maybe we could agree one that would fit her? I still love you so much, Max. Missing you with every minute and loving you with every second. I'm going to go crazy without you but I have to keep going.

-Fang

I folded the piece of paper and shoved it in my back pocket of my jeans. The hawk stared curiously at me and I smiled weakly at it before turning to Fang's desk. I grabbed a pen and a new piece of paper before sitting down next to the hawk and started scribbling away.

Fang,

As much as I want to say I hate you, from the bottom of my heart I love you too. Why did you leave me? If you thought it was for the best you thought wrong. I have been alone for a whole year and I can't even lead anymore. You can decide on a name for your hawk, I don't really care what you name her. I'll send you letters as long as your alive and sending letters to me. I love you.

-Maximum

I read over my letter, noticing my tear stains that splattered the paper, and tied it to the hawk's leg. It spread its amazing wings and pushing off into the air and out the open window. I watched it disappear into the rising sun before I turned back around and left Fang's room. I shuffled back into my room and opened my oak wardrobe to my memory box; a painted black shoebox. I pulled it out and opened the lid, instantly saw pictures of Fang and I, and also the note from last year. I took the letter from him via hawk out of my pocket and placed it neatly with the rest of the memories. I closed the lid and frowned at the box for a moment before returning it to its rightful place.

I walked out of my room to the kitchen where Iggy had started cooking bacon and eggs, past the lounge room where the rest of the Flock was and into the dining room. I pulled the chair out that noisily scraped the floor making me cringe. Angel decided to walk in and join me, sitting across the table to stare into my sorrowful eyes.

"You can't keep going on like this you know," she murmured, casting her eyes away from my heavy glance, "Everything happens for a reason you know."

The sweet girl that was once at the age of six, now eight, was telling me the wisest thing she knew. I can't help but agree with her, I've got to get my act together, get the Flock back on track, and save the world.

"I know," I replied, surprising her. She looked into my eyes and scanned my mind, her own blue eyes widening and shimmering in happiness. She practically jumped over the table and tackled me into a bear hug, god that girl is strong. I stood up and walked into the lounge room with a stern look on my face. I clapped my hands to get the attention and took a deep breath before speaking.

"Ok guys, were leaving in half an hour, we'll eat, pack up and ship out," they looked at me with disbelieving eyes, "NOW!" I yelled, scaring them into jumping up from their spots and dashing away. I smiled, feeling the old Max coming to take back her rightful place, in the Flock minus one, as leader. I walked into the kitchen and heard Iggy laugh saying, "It's good to have you back, Max."

"I'm smiling, Ig," I replied to him smile, as he finished cooking the delicious breakfast that was making my mouth water.

"BREAKFAST IS READY!" I hollered so everyone could hear me. Hearing the pounding of footsteps running around the house I smiled in satisfactory.

Yep, Max is back baby, Max is back.

Hope you guys enjoyed the first installment of this Maximum Ride series and stayed tuned for new chapters coming your way.

RnR

-Krissy