Okey-day then, so here is Chapter 2, thanks for all the Reviews!

Disclaimer: I'm not even a guy, so how would I be James Patterson? Sorry to say, I do not own Maximum Ride.

Claimer: The plot is my own invention! Mwhahahahahaha! Erm...okay, I'm done now…

"Hey Fang, where are we gonna go now?" The Gasman looked over at me, the question written all over his face.

I looked back at him and sighed, "I don't know Gazzy. I guess we'll just head north up the coast." I saw his face fall and suppressed another sigh. As hard as it was to admit, it was the truth. I didn't know. We had spent the past six years looking for Max and the girls, ever since we had heard about what happened in Germany. We had started on the west coast and worked our way across the country, exploring just about every inch of the US, but we never found anything. Right know we were somewhere over Georgia, and heading north. I had even stopped at that Dr. Martinez's house, but she hadn't seen Max for over four years.

The constant searching was wearing on the guys, I could tell. Gazzy didn't smile as much, Iggy was more quiet, and neither one seemed to be near as exited about building bombs anymore. I was afraid that they were starting to lose all hope that we would ever find the girls.

God, I missed Max. Of course I missed Nudge and Angle too, but without Max, I just wasn't me. She was my person, the one person that I could tell everything to and not be worried about what they would think or say about it. That was Max. Well, I guess I didn't tell her everything, even though I should have. I never told her how I felt, and then I decided to move up a couple rungs on the latter of idiocy and leave. Now that I look back, that was the biggest mistake that I possible could have made, and I did it. Well Fang, I guess that you really are just that smart. Way to go genius!

I was suddenly yanked out of my wandering thoughts by Iggy slapping his hand to his forehead, dropping about five feet in the air, and yelling, "Oh my God! I've got it!"

"What did you get Ig?" I asked

"I can't believe we never - I never - thought of this before! I am so stupid!"

"Iggy," I yelled, "I would be really nice if you told what exactly you got! Spill it man!"

Iggy looked at me and smiled, and then stated matter-of-factly, "New York."

"What about New York?"

"Fang," said Iggy seriously, "Max loved New York."

I dawned on me. Max loved New York, so why wouldn't she go to live there? "Iggy, you are a genius! I can't believe we never thought of that!" I was actually exited enough by this to forget about being Mr. Calm and Cool.

Iggy smiled again, "I try"

"Okay guys, let's go! To New York it is!" I tuned more to the North and started to pick up speed. Max, here we come!

I am so stupid! I thought, how did I ever think that we would be able to find her in New York? We were flying above the busy streets of NYC. Hundreds of cars honked on the street as thousands of people crowded the side walks, trying to get where ever they needed to be. I looked over at Gazzy and Iggy, who seemed to have picked up on my train of thoughts and were flying around gloomily. This is impossible.

"Well, it was a good idea at the time guys. Come on; let's go find a place to stay." I turned, tilting my wing slightly to go into a graceful arc, and headed for a part of town that looked quieter. I guess that it would be called the Ghettos, and I figured that it would be a good place to find some old abandoned building to stay the night in.

After about ten minutes, I landed, saying that we should walk from here to cut down on suspicions, since for some reason three guys with wings landing in the back yard of an abandoned house to stay the night, might be somewhat odd. I wonder why? It's completely normal to me.

We started walking down the street, stuck in our own thoughts. My head snapped up though as we were passing and old three story house. I could hear someone yelling in the back yard, and one voice, a girl's, sounded oddly familiar, so that it sent shivers down my spine.

"Hey Rico, how long until you are done with those things? I'm starving!"

"Not long Max, how many do ya want?" came the reply, it sounded like a guy.

I looked at Iggy to see him listening intently, "You don't think…?"

"How many have ya got?" Asked the girl, Max apparently. The thought make be shiver.

"Six." yelled the guy.

There was a laugh, "I'll take five then, that way you can still have one! Sound good?" The girl laughed again. I stared hard at Iggy.

"That's her." he whispered.

I immediately turned to walk up to the house, the guys' right behind me. I opened the gate to the chain-link fence around the front yard, and stepped through. As soon as we stepped foot into the yard, two big guys I hadn't noticed before got up from the front porch and started walking down to us.

"Erasers?" Asked Gazzy. I shook my head. the guys weren't perfect enough to be Erasers. They were both Hispanic, and amazingly built. One guy had his head completely shaved and was shirtless. There were tattoos scrawled all over his chest and arms, and one of a tiger getting ready to pounce on his head. The other guy was wearing a loose sleeveless shirt, and his head was shaved so that there were two wide strips of hair on either side of his head that joined in the back to form a singles Mohawk. It kinda reminded me of a skunk actually. Like Pepe Le Pew. He too was covered in tattoos similar to his friends.

"Whoa whoa whoa, mis amigos. Where do you think you are going?" Asked the bald guy as the reached us. I put on my impassive mask and stared them at the. "We are looking for Max" I said quietly, deciding to cut straight to the point. The guys exchanged a look.

"And why would that be?" Asked Pepe.

"None of your business" I said easily.

"Oh really?" The first guy asked, "Well, let's make it my business." At that he let out a shrill whistle, and more people started appearing and surrounding us. I stood still, watching carefully.

"Hey guys, look at what we've go here, three little boys on the wrong side of the tracks." yelled Pepe. He was awarded with laughs and snickers all around. I was really starting to hate this guy.

Suddenly the crowd parted as another guy walked right up to me. He was Hispanic also, but he had blue eyes. He was tall and muscular, with a shaved head. His shirt was stuffed into his back pocket, hanging out partially. I figured that he must be the leader.

"What do you want here?" he asked, "this is Dark Angel's turf..."

"The Dark Angels, huh?" I replied, "Cute name."

That seemed to have struck a cord. The leader guy frowned and a couple of his buddies stepped forward threateningly. I slid into a fighting stance, and felt Iggy and Gazzy do the same. Suddenly a voice rang out from the door way of the house.

"Hold up!" The crowd parted again to reveal a young woman walking toward us. She was wearing a pair of low cut camo cargo pants, and a tight white tank-top that was short enough to leave about an inch of skin showing above her pants. She had pale skin and brown eyes, and I could see tattoos on her bare arms, though not as extensive as the other guys. Her blonde hair fell in a flat sheet down to the middle of her back, and it swished back and forth slightly as she came toward us.

She stopped right in front of me. I stared at her for a second before finally managing to whisper, "Max?"

Max smiled slightly, "Hello Fang."

I gaped at her, she was, amazingly, even more beautiful now than the last time I saw her. "Max?" I whispered again. She smiled a little bit bigger.

"Boss, you know this guy?" Asked the guy who I had thought was the leader.

"Yes Rico, she replied. This is Fang, the one that I told you about. On his left is Iggy, and to his right is the Gasman." Max turned and smiled at Iggy and Gazzy. "How's it goin guys?"

Suddenly Gazzy launched himself forward and wrapped his arms around Max. Just about everyone around us started to step forward, but Max said, "Don't worry guys, its fine." and they backed off.

I looked at her. "Max," I asked, "what does he mean by Boss?"

"Well, Fang," She said calmly, "This is my gang. The Dark Angels."

I gaped at her some more. Gazzy, who had dislodged himself from Max, looked like his eyes were going to pop out of his head, and Iggy just stared at he with a confused and surprised look on his face.

"Your gang? As in you…"

"As in I lead them" she said. She looked at my face and her smile disappeared. "We have a lot to talk about Fang. Come on, let's go inside." I just nodded. She turned back to her gang "everyone go back to the barbeque" She ordered, "Make sure someone brings us up some food to my office. Rico, Fang, Gazzy, Iggy, you all come with me."

And with that she turned and walked up the steps, disappearing inside, Rico, me and the guys following behind her.

Well, that definitely took a long time to write. So, what do ya think? Reviews are always good!

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