Disclaimer: I don't own anything. (still) and italics are thoughts.

Chapter 1

Max POV

The flock and I had been flying aimlessly for about a week now. We were having a lazy stretch, what can I say, I mean everyone deserves a break now and then right? Anyhoo, I believe we're in Upstate New York , and the scenery is mind blowing. Times like this I really pity Iggy, not being able to see and all, but he even seems to be able to feel the serenity.

"Hey Max, catch!" Gazzy excitedly squealed. Great, what will it be this time? I spun around only to be hit in the shoulder with a homemade glitter bomb. Let me repeat a freeking glitter bomb. Who even makes those? I think Gazzy knew he had pushed my buttons a little too far this time though. As I turned to face him his eyes became the size of saucers filled with delight and later fear. I'm sure I must have looked absolutely ridiculous in my new glitter wardrobe, but the death look always defeats happiness. "Sorry Max," he mumbled before sheepishly flying away. Why can't he be more like Fang? I don't remember him acting that stupid when we were little…right, that's because when we were eight we were living in dog crates. Where is Mr. Dark and lonely anyways?

Surely enough, just as I was lost in my little though monologue, Fang decides to drop in. Literally drop in, as in from at least fifty feet higher than me. "Max," Fang mumbled.

"Gee! Will you quit doing that?"

"The day Angel leads the flock."

"Did you want something?"

"Ya…um… can we take a break from flying… you know… cause we aren't doing anything important now… Please?"

"Sure," I replied in my "I'm going to pretend not to be worried voice." Fang has never, ever once asked me to take a break. He's always with me, encouraging everyone to hold out for another hour or so. We had been barely flying for four hours; Fang is usually fine up till eight. Is he ok? But since I can respect people's personal boundaries (when I feel like it), I didn't press on the matter.

Fang POV

Well today can be ranked in the top ten most awkward days of my life. Not only have I been feeling off all day but I had to ask Max for a break, from flying! Ugg, the problems of a mutant. The whole conversation was really strange too. After I discreetly asked her for a break she totally used her "I'm going to pretend like I'm not concerned "voice and she just made the whole situation more awkward. Awkward, awkward, awkward, the abused word of the day, what would I do without it?

Anyway, I'm really glad were stopping. I have a massive headache, and my whole body hurts, and I can't stop shivering even though I'm ridiculously hot. All I want to do is sleep, and the lush, green, soft looking landscape is calling out to me from below. I really hope I can land, I feel like I'm going to pass out any second, so I better soon. Max seems to be telling everyone to drop down, never mind, what do I know? I can hardly see a thing. Too bad for the flock, I hope they see where I land; otherwise they'll be Fangless because I have to land. Right now.

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~ Tree