"9, LOOK OUT!" Switch called to me.

"ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT!" I said feigning being annoyed. The flames surrounded me, in a warm embrace. I sighed in perfect contempt, happy with being turned into a medioum-rare 9-kebob by the Easer's sword. *Sigh*

"Blaze get out of there!" I screamed at the girl who had caused the fire in my leader voice. After all, I am the leader of the Jr. Flock anyways.

The flames died down, and Blaze sprinted over to where Jay lay, dying from so much blood loss.

"9, we have to get her to Max, Fang, SOMEBODY!" My sister, 3, screamed

"Calm down 3, it'll be fine! Max was teaching m some stuff ever since that last experiment with the chemicals." I told her, perfectly calm. After all, I'm 15 and she's 12 anyways.

"It's ok Jay. It's gonna be ok." Switch told the scaly girl. I silently walked over, and the warehouse echoed with the sound of bombs. Then, that set me off.

"Garrhhhhhh!" I screamed, pain ripping through my body. My bones crunched, and bright fur sprouted out of my skin. My arms hit the ground, and I started running. Did I mention I'm part arctic wolf, too? (Sorry thought it would be AWESOME to do!)

"9! Come on we have to leave!" Jay's voice echoed from behind me. A girl with pale blue eyes and waist length, naturally loosely curled golden blonde hair emerged from the office door, her white wings spread to their full 14 feet of glory. She pet my head and my blue eyes closed. The familiar feeling of cold air washed up and down me, returning me to my sort-of-human form.

"Angel, to what do I owe this magnificent pleasure?" I asked the 14 year old girl in front of me. She kissed me, gentle, yet pure bliss. I smiled when our lips met and felt her do the same. Man, I love my girlfriend.

We broke apart and she said, "Nothing dear Prince 9 of Wolves. Gazzy just saved your butt, though." She told me. Her brother, Gazzy, was 16 now.

A blonde haired boy came out from the now blown open office department. His hair was dirty blonde, and was cut shaggy at the bottom, but reached his shoulders. He looked like a copy of his now 21 year old best friend, Iggy.

"HEY LOVEBIRDS! LETS BOUNCE!" Called Gazzy. "MAX IS WAITING FOR YOUR EXPLANATION!" I sighed, and took my girlfriend's hand. She flapped her angelic wings once, and we rose into the air. Since I didn't have wings like the rest, my friends had to help me sometimes. Other times, the wind decided to help out. I have 3 to thank for that.

"Ange, go faster." I whined up to her. She rolled her eyes, but grinned down at me.

We had left the Flock to find some other mutants, and also to destroy some other lab, child testing facilities around the world. We left about 2 years ago, but then it had just been me, 3, and Phoenix. Max was gonna have a fit when she found out what happened...