So, this is my very first fanfic, so don't be to harsh if you review! I shall try my best.

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Max's P.O.V

I was laid on my bed, wishing I could be outside, flying, being free. But I couldn't go outside. Not now. There was a storm going on. I had never seen a storm before, because the first ten years of my miserable life were spent in a dog crate at the School, where I was tested on by evil scientists. And you rarely see storms where we live.

Now, you're probably wondering why I said that I wanted to be out flying. Well that's where the School comes in. Before I was born, or grown in a test tube (I'm not really sure if I had parents), the scientists (or whitecoats), grafted bird DNA into our blood cells. So when I was born, I had wings. There are five other human-avian hybrids from the school. They are my family, my whole life. There is me, Max, 11. Fang is 11 too. Iggy, also 11. Nudge, 8. The Gasman, 5 and Angel 3.

We all escaped from the School a year ago with the help of a whitecoat named Jeb. But he was a good whitecoat. He has kept us safe and healthy. I love Jeb; he's like a father to us all. He comforts us when we are upset, bandaged our scraped knees, played with us. He was what we had all dreamed of: a parent.

I heard a knock and my door opened. Fang stepped inside, silent as always, and walked over to my bed where I was lying.

"Hey, what's up?" I asked him calmly.

"Nothin' just came to see you. I'm really bored." He replied.

I searched his dark eyes for anything, but they were blank as usual. Fang is the tall, dark and silent type of guy. The School had done the worst tests on him. He was my best friend.

"I wanna go flying Fang, it's horrible being cooped up in here all day." I said.

"I know, so do I. Hey, wanna watch a movie?" He asked.

"Yeah sure! I don't feel like getting up and walking all the way to the living room though." I replied with an angelic smile on my face.

Fang just rolled his eyes at me and scooped me up in his arms, walked to the living room and plopped me on the sagging couch. I turned on the television and grabbed the remote control before Fang could. He always puts horrors on and I get really scared, 'cause it reminds me of the School.

"So, you wanna play like that then eh Max?" Fang said with an evil smile on his face.

"Don't you dare Fang! I'll never let you get the controls!"

He launched forward and straddled me and started tickling me. I was laughing my head off trying not to let Fang get the remote.

"Fang! No! Stop-haha-you're-ha-being unfair-haha!"

We rolled off the couch onto the floor with him still straddling me. His face was inches away from mine and we were staring into each others eyes. A blush crept across my face. Fang smirked and grabbed for the controls again. But this time I was ready. I lifted up the remote and shoved them down my top.

"HEY! No fair!" Fang complained.

"Is fair! If you want them so bad come and get them."

"No way! I am so not putting my hand down your top! That's so gross!"

"HAHA! You're chicken." Ok so I really didn't want his hand going down my shirt but I wanted to tease him.

But that plan failed when the remote fell out from under my top and onto the floor. I cursed and went to reach for the remote but Fang had got there first. I looked up to find Fang with a smirk spreading across his face. The cocky little…

Fang walked back to the couch, and sat down. I fell back onto the couch next to fang and curled my legs up so I was leaning against Fang.

He switched to the horror channel as I had predicted and the film Saw came on. The film was half way through and I had my face buried in Fangs shoulder, gripping his arm. I didn't know how he coped with all of the gore!

An incredibly disgusting part came on and I gave a shriek. Fang looked down at me an chuckled. He moved his arm so at was around me and he started tracing hypnotizing circles in between my wings. I instantly relaxed. I was starting to get cold so I snuggled against Fang to keep warm.

I looked up at Fang and he smiled back at me. After that, I drifted off into a deep sleep…

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WOO! I can sense FAX! Fang is very out of character, but remember, this is before Jeb died so he's a little different.

Well that's my first chappie of my first fanfic :D

I hope you liked it. I don't know if it was lame or anything so please tell me what you think.