Story: The letter in the preface was written after all the events of the story happened. So the story is what led to that letter.

Info: 'Thoughts' : "Speaking"

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Max Pov

He has a secret. Fang I mean. He's always so, so secluded. Well, he always has been, you know the strong and silent type, but this is different. The look he has all the time, that far away distant look; its like the wheels just keep turning in his head, or like he's trying to find a way to stop it.

I learned not to ask him. The one time I did, he flipped out. It was so weird. It was like anti-Fang. He yelled, I didn't get why so I yelled back, he left before we could work it out. It was a week before he would even look at me again. I wish I just knew what he was hiding.

I don't want to invade his privacy, I really don't, but I just want, no, I HAVE to know. And, well, if he will not tell me himself, there are other ways to find out. Just a perk to having a six year old mind reader on your side.

'Angel' I called out to her in my mind. 'Can you come here please?'

She flew out of her position and over to my side, like any of my mutant bird kids would do. Well, except Fang, he would never listen to a call unless someone was in danger. Nope, no orders for him, that's for damn sure. That's something I learned a long time ago, like back when we were in cages long. Those white coats never did seem to catch on to that little fact however. That is after all why we started calling him Fang. Fang, like a vampire, he bit the scientists, not to mention the erasers, stayed up all night and, oh yeah, did I mention he could kill anyone he wanted to just by looking at them? That look? Whoa, scary.

"Yeah Max. He does look like a vampire when he does that." I was pulled out of my thoughts as Angel spoke next to me. I quickly looked over at her.

"Sorry, I got sidetracked, sweetie."

"It's okay Max. But what's wrong? You never try to call me over using my mind powers."

"Yeah Angel, I know I don't. I just didn't want to alert attention to us. Can you tell me if you know what is..." 'Going on with Fang.' I said the last part in my mind. Just incase he could hear. I mean next to Iggy, he has the best hearing. I mean seriously, how does he do it? Well I guess his major paranoia has a part in it.

"No, Sorry Max. He's hard to read."

"What do you mean?"

"I usually can't read him. Anyway, it won't do any good anyway."

"Why is that?"

"When ever I can actually get into his head…"

'And a think head that is' I thought

Angel smiled at me before continuing, "When I do get into his head, it's all mumbled up and confusing. He like changes his thought pattern every two seconds. Plus, he has been extra careful around me, and has been avoiding me as much as he can."

"Why would you say that sweetie? Of course he isn't avoiding you. He loves you."

"Well, he loves you…" I blushed. "and he has been avoiding you too. But I have the power where I can accidentally hear something I wasn't supposed to. I mean I try to not listen to private thoughts, but sometimes I just can't help it. I guess Fang doesn't want to take that risk. I'm sorry."

"It's okay. Thank you though." She nodded before flying over to Nudge.

I scanned the rest of the flock. Nudge and Angel were off to my left, Iggy and Gazzy were to my right with Total in Ig's arms. And Fang, of course Fang was far away from any of us. Now, he was under us, under me to be more accurate. He has a tendency to fly under me when we fly for a long period of time, you know incase of a Max Attack as Gazzy to kindly named my brain explosions, then he could catch me.

I don't get it. I don't get HIM. He's so, so, uhh! He has known me for forever! Why won't he just tell me? Why doesn't he ever tell me?! I mean God! I've only known him since we were in cages together. But no, that doesn't count for anything in Fang's book. Why doesn't it count? Why don't I count? How can I not count to him?

I mean he counts to me. In fact, he counts the most. I know he shouldn't, I know I can't, but I do. And it hurts knowing he's keeping something, anything from me. It actually HURTS. How fucked up it that? It's not right for someone to mean that much to me, but he does. Of course he does. It just had to be him didn't it?

You know what. If he's too damn stubborn to tell me what's going on with him, or ask for help, then I'll find out myself. I SWEAR I will find out.


Next Chapter: A little look in Fang's head. A surprise find.

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