Fang's Sorrow
(I do not own Maximum Ride! I own nothing!)
A/N- To understand this story, you would need to read this-
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I didn't write that. My brother and I just saw it online and had to write our own ending. I do not own it! BUT IT STILL ROX!
FANG'S POV-
(Sixteen years after Fang's Sorrow)
They say you can't run from your past. But I can try.
I still have her picture though. I keep it in my pocket always. I suppose I should start at the beginning though.
After I killed Max and flew off, I stayed in hiding for some time. I traveled the country, just trying to keep one step ahead of my misery.
When I turned 18 I settled down, sort of. I got a job and rented an apartment. I still live in that apartment in San Juan Capistrano. I bought a guitar and learned how to play. I tried every job out there, but I was happiest playing guitar. So, I'm one of those guys who goes to the pier- the only place this is legal- and play with my case open. People toss in money and I make my living.
I was at the grocery store when it happened. I was on my way to check out. I nearly screamed, sure that it was a ghost come back to haunt me. There was just no way that anyone else could have eyes exactly like hers, hair exactly like hers, or a slight bulge from wings beneath her shirt. Max.