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-preface-
Its time Max. Okay I was going to murder that Voice when I figured out who he was. Time for what? I lifted my hand, my signal for 'annoying Voice in my head, please hold' You know what max, its been two years I went rigid, never had the Voice mentioned Fang's promise to meet me again in two years, but it was right, it had really been that long. Why do you want me to see him? I didn't expect a answer and I didn't get one. "Okay flock... its time to go see Fang."
It had been a week since that event, since the Voice had proclaimed that I needed to find Fang, thats where we were, standing in the center of the hawk cave, waiting. I didn't know if he would come, I didn't even know if I wanted to see him again, but I could see Nudge shifting her weight, anxiously trying to see him in the distance. She hadn't spoken much since he had left, we knew now that it wasn't just because she was depressed, but because half of what she had to say, was mostly for him.
I still felt that surging anger towards him, for leaving us, but the Voice and Jeb had gotten what the had wanted, I was with my 'perfect other half', Dylan. I guess it had started when I felt that need to forget, to move on, after that, things had just taken off. I heard Nudge's faint longing whimper as she shifted her weight again, Dylan had his hand on her shoulder, trying to comfort her even as she completely ignored him. "Try and keep the spontaneous combustion to a minimum Nudge." I felt like a couldn't breath as Nudge squealed and tackled Fang, standing in the shadows behind us, he had probably been there the whole time.
He looked different, older, seventeen now I realized. His hair was cut again, short in the back but with croppy bangs in the front, covering his left eye, still blacker than night. He was more filled out now, but still lean like a black panther, but what really drew my attention was the thick-rope-like scar that seemed to drag along his neck, from under his jaw, disappearing into his shirt, I had a feeling that it didn't end there. I didn't know I was biting my lip until I felt the blood, looking at him, one arm half-wrapped around Nudge, stiff as a board as he always was when he got hugged, I couldn't deny it... he was still Fang.
I couldn't help but think about Angel, she had been kicked out, after one to many tries at leader-ship, the last one resulting in Iggy being captured by the School... Fang had broken him out, but I had only seen him flying away, just a black speck in the sky. I felt Dylan's possessive hand on my elbow, could practically feel the icy glare he was giving Fang. It made it clear, that to Dylan, Fang would never be one of us, not again. I couldn't tell which one of the I hated more there, Dylan for hating Fang after being the one to tell him that he was endangering the flock by being there, or Fang for listening to him.
I looked up again as I heard the twin crashes, Iggy and Gazzy slamming Fang against the wall with simultaneous bear-hugs. I couldn't help but smile a little as Fang tapped Iggy on the back, "fresh from the hospital buddy, I'd rather not go back with broken ribs just yet" I smiled as he drew out the word, Iggy releasing him immediately while Gazzy tried to wrack him upside the head with the words "you can handle it." Classic Gazz. I finally decided to speak up, problem was, after all this time, I had no clue what I wanted to say to him. "So Fang... the flock hasn't been the same without you." A small smile traced his lips, Fang's version of grinning like a lunatic, "you seemed to have handled just fine."
Thats when Dylan took a threatening step forward.