A/N- Okay, this is my new story. I hope you like it. This is my version of MR4. Takes place right after MR3.
Disclaimer- I don't own Maximum Ride (As much as I wish I did)
Claimer- I do own Fang's new power. (hint hint)
I glared at Fang over the fire. The kids and Iggy were sitting on a fallen tree log in the forest where we had camped out for the night. We had left Mom's (Dr. Martinez's) house earlier today, and now we were somewhere in Nevada.
We were fighting again, but I couldn't even remember what we were fighting about anymore. All I knew was that we were fighting, and I was miserable.
I hated it when we fought, and it was even worse now that we had just gotten back together.
Fang said something, and I blinked and paid attention. "I'm sorry, what was that?"
He rolled his eyes and repeated it. "I said, you're just a shallow, self-obsessed, self-important little freak!"
I gasped. That really stung. "What?! I'm shallow!? You're the one who-"
"Guys, STOP IT!!!!!"
To tell the truth, I had completely forgotten that the rest of the flock was there, but now I really didn't care. Fang had an ego problem, and I was gonna fix it for him.
Too bad Iggy was still talking. "Can't you two get it through your thick skulls that we HATE it when you fight? We just all got back together, and already you're splitting us back up! I'll bet you don't even know what you started fighting about, anyway!"
Well, that was true, but it didn't mean we should stop fighting. I looked at the kids. Gazzy and Nudge were playing tic-tac-toe in the dirt, and Angel had covered her ears and closed her eyes. Total was sitting quietly on her lap. They didn't look very happy.
"Stay out of, Ig." Fang said, and turned back to me. "What did I do?" He inquired coldly.
"You're the one who's all like 'Oh, look at me! I'm Fang, and I have a super cool blog that's gonna save the world! I don't need anyone else's help!'" I spat.
He looked at me, and though his face didn't show any emotion, I could see how his eyes barely tightened. He was really mad. "I don't think that the blog's gonna save the world! I think that it will help you, no not just you, us save the world!"
"Oh, and how will it do that? Telling untrained little kids that they need to throw rocks through windows?!"
Fang was taking deep breaths, like he was trying not to explode. I kept going.
"I mean, sure, they saved Nudge, Angel, and me from Itex, but what else can they really do?"
Suddenly Angel sat up. "Max, MOVE!"
I looked at her. "What?"
Then Fang made a choking noise. I spun back around to look at him.
His mouth was shut tight, like he was afraid that he might puke. He was motioning wildly with his hands, and too late I realized what he meant.
Get out of the way.
Fire erupted out of his mouth, and sped right at me. I dove out of the way, but my right arm got hit by the fireball. I screamed and clutched my arm. I dimly heard everyone shouting questions, but I ignored them.
I lay crouched on the ground, holding my burnt arm to my chest. I heard someone's crunching footsteps as they ran towards me, but I didn't really pay attention. Then I heard him crouch next to me.
"Max, Max, oh God, MAX! Are you okay? I'm so sorry!" Can you guess who it was? That's right. Fang. He put one hand on my shoulder and the other under my chin, trying to get me to look him in the eyes.
I pushed him away from me with my good arm. "Get away from me!" I screamed. I snapped out my wings, not caring of I hit him or not. I jumped up and was hovering two feet in the air, about to do an up and away, when he grabbed my arm. "Let go!"
"No!" He said fiercely, tightening his grip. "You're not leaving until you've heard me out! Max, I'm so sorry!"
I looked down into his eyes and saw how sorry he was. I almost forgave him, and then my burnt arm twanged, sending a wave of pain through me. "No." I snarled, trying to pull my arm out of his grasp. "Let go!" He started pulling me back down, when Iggy smashed into him.
"Dude, didn't you hear her? She doesn't want to listen to you!" Iggy snarled, blocking a punch Fang threw at him. How he knew it was there, I'll never know.
I realized that Fang wasn't grabbing me anymore, and I flapped my wings hard, gaining altitude quickly. As I flew away, I heard Fang call after me.
"Max! I'm so sorry!" I could hear the sorrow in his voice for hurting me, and the hurt that I didn't stay to listen to him.
I ignored him, and flew away.
A/N- I hope you liked it. I'll try to update again today, but only if someone reviews and asks me to keep writing. I don't know if anyone else likes it, so I'll need at least one review. Thnks!!!
No flames.