A/N: Me: Sorry it took me so log to publish this, but I had track meets, guitar recitals, and had to wrap up Various Phobias.

Fang: Took you long enough.

Max: Why are you even breathing?

Fang: ….

Me: That's what I thought. :) Me Fact: My dad used to play drums in heavy metal/punk rock band sin the old days. He was in over 13, including "Liquid Kitty" and "Beef Eater"… which has a YouTube video O.o

Fang: That's creepy.

Me: Very. I do not own MR… still.

M/F/I- 4

Max POV

It had been… oh I don't know… a couple months since Fang and I had met. It was… not enjoyable… but a little bit less soul crushing and heart breaking with someone there, even if he does talk annoyingly little. We stayed up at night, and Fang would tell me stupid fart jokes to make me laugh. I would fall asleep to him rubbing between my wings, just where I like it.

"So- least favorite test?" My latest attempt at conversation.

*shrug* "All of them."

"No, you have to pick one!"

*shrug*

"Fang tell me, or I'll… not talk to you until tomorrow!"

*shrug*

"Ugh!" I yelled, throwing my hands in the air. I turned my back to him, and didn't talk to him. I was just getting fidgety when the door slammed open. I whirled around to see what was going on.

It was a white coat, half-dragging a boy. He looked about Fang's and my age, pale with dirty blonde hair and bright blue eyes. But… he had wings! They were mostly white, with some brown in it, like the opposite of mine. He was thrown into the cage on my other side.

"Hi. I'm Max! That's Fang!" I said, gesturing to him behind me as I faced the boy.

"H-h-hi." He replied nervously.

"Do you have a name?" I asked softly. He shook his head. "Fang!" I said, forgetting my threat not to speak to said boy. "He needs a name!"

Fang just shrugged. Typical. I faced back to the new boy.

"What do you like?" I asked him. He looked confused.

"Um… I like… fire. I look into the labs when I pass them and I like it when white coats make things go boom!" he said excitedly.

"Hmm… I don't think 'Fire' or 'Boom' would be a good name…." I said, thinking.

"Ignite?" Fang suggested. I didn't even know what that meant! He saw my confused face.

"It means to light." He shrugged. "I'm observant."

I just shook my head. "Good idea," I said, "but it's kind of hard to say."

"Ya think?" the boy said. A pause. "Iggni… Ignit… Ig… Iggy!" The boy said, eyes lighting up. I nodded. "Yay! A name!" Iggy cheered. I smiled, and Fang nodded.

"We're gonna make it out of here." I declared. "All three of us!"

"And we're gonna blow this place up!" Iggy yelled. Fang smiled, for real, and nodded.

Iggy POV

I got dragged into a big, white room. There were cages all around. Most were empty, although a few were occupied by scary, dying mutants. The dumb butt threw me into a cage. I looked to my right. I was right next to a girl that looked as old as me. She had light brown hair, big brown eyes, and… wings! Pretty, brown with white wings. To her giht was another winged boy, with black hair, eyes, and wings.

"Hi. I'm Max! That's Fang!" the girl, Max, said, gesturing to the boy, Fang, behind her.

"H-h-hi." I replied nervously.

"Do you have a name?" She asked softly. Ishook my head. "Fang!" she said,turning around quickly to talk to him. "He needs a name!"

Fang just shrugged. He doesn't talk much. She faced back to me.

"What do you like?" She asked. I was confused.

"Um… I like… fire. I look into the labs when I pass them and I like it when white coats make things go boom!" I said excitedly when I remembered my one happiness.

"Hmm… I don't think 'Fire' or 'Boom' would be a good name…." I said, thinking.

"Ignite?" Fang suggested. I didn't even know what that meant! He saw my confused face.

"It means to light." He shrugged. "I'm observant."

I just shook my head. "Good idea," I said, "but it's kind of hard to say."

"Ya think?" I said, out of habit. I had learned to be sarcastic a year and a half ago. It was the only way I could not feel so empty. I was sarcastic because it was the way I fought the darkness in this stupid place. I hated this place, and I didn't like being so sarcastic, but it was the way I survived. "Iggni… Ignit… Ig… Iggy!" I said, playing with the name. Max nodded. "Yay! A name!" I cheered. Max smiled, and Fang nodded.

"We're gonna make it out of here." she declared. "All three of us!"

"And we're gonna blow this place up!" I yelled. Fang smiled, whoa, and nodded. I was so glad to have some friends.

A/N: Yay! Iggy! Although, I like Fang better.

Fang: *smug smirk* Ya, cause I'm hot.

Me: But you're not as funny as Iggy.

Fang: Don't even start that again!

Me: Whatever… killjoy. Fact #2: My dad knew the drummer from Nirvana, and they were like, mortal enemies. My dad still hates him.

Fang: Dude, I love Nirvana. I likeMCR. Green Day, 30 Seconds to Mars, and I li-

Me: *coughcoughemocough*

Fang: Grrrrr!

Me: Aaah! Review please! *runs away*