…Tell you what sweetie: if in twenty years we haven't expired yet, and the world is still more or less in one piece, I'll meet you at the top of that cliff where we first met the hawks and learned to fly with them. You know the one. Twenty years from today, if I'm still alive, I'll be there waiting for you. You can bet on it. Good-bye my love. Fang P.S. Tell everyone I sure will miss them.
Almost 20 years later.
FPOV
I haven't aged. I haven't aged in 20 years. I look exactly like I did when I was fifteen. All the others stopped aging too. Well, everybody stopped when they hit fifteen. It's weird, but maybe this means we're gonna live forever. Maybe. Anyway, I'm on this cliff, thinking about Max, and waiting.
I doubt she's coming. She probably hates me now. But it was for the best. I took out the erasers and the M-Geeks that went to the house with guns I take from them. I have about fifty, stashed in different places around the forest where I live. I sometimes crash at the Flock's house, staying invisible and sleeping next to Max, but not often, because it scares me to be so close to her, and it hurts that she doesn't know I'm there. Sometimes I don't even sleep. I just sit there, watching her sleep, staring at her perfect face. I visit Angel a lot. When she's asleep, I go to her room and think about happier times in the future, hoping she can pick them up and feel happier. I think she can, and when I do that, I think at her that I'm all right, that I'm watching over them. She better not think that means I'm dead. I had a really big mutant army, but they all expired after we defeated the school. It was heartbreaking, because I met some really good people.
Exactly 20 years after Fang left the Flock.
There she is.
There they all are. Except Dylan, though. He disappeared about 10 years ago, and I haven't seen him since. They all look great. Nudge and Iggy got together, I guess. It looks like it, but Iggy's supporting Max right now. Max. God, I missed the way she kissed me with so much passion. But she looks hollow. Like a fresh corpse. She looks like she's dying. I can't stand it. Is it because of me?
MPOV
Fang. I haven't spoken of him in twenty years. What if he's dead? Angel says he's not, but she could be wrong. Maybe. What am I saying, I know he's alive. I'd have felt it if he died. Besides, he left one of his feathers on my bed last night. I know it was his 'cause it was all black. Nobody else's is all black. Where is he?
And then.
I see him.
