All righty. Chapter 2. Awesome. I love the number two. It's more than one, but less than two. Speaking of fun, ranting is almost as fun as the number two! While I'm at it, let me make it perfectly clear that I do not own Maximum Ride. This story is purely fanmade. Other than that, please enjoy!

I looked at Fang. For some reason, he seemed older, as though he had seen much more than any other teenager on the planet. And the way he was looking at me, well, it was creepy. It was like he hadn't seen me in years! But…well, if I say impossible, I know it will come back to haunt me in a paragraph or two.

"Hi Fang," I said, brushing off the shock of recently being attacked by Erasers. I looked at Dylan. He was on his knees behind me. I'll be honest, I smiled. Heh.

"Max," Fang said with something like yearning in his voice. "But how? It's been years!"

Great. You see what I told you?

"Uh, years? Fang, I only left to teach this dud to fly a few minutes ago!" Dylan was up by now. He moved to stand next to me, but I none-too-subtly sidestepped away.

I guess something I said clicked inside of Fang, because his eyes widened and he looked side to side. Actually, the looking side to side part wasn't so unusual, us being on the run all the time and so on, but the emotion in those eyes. Very un-Fang like.

"You all right?" I asked. Without answering, he grabbed my hands and led me on a spiraling route that zig-zagged between trees, through bushes, and, once, off a cliff. It wasn't a big deal, since it was like a four foot dropped, but you couldn't see the ledge from the edge. Ha. I rhymed. Yep. I's got skillz.

Finally, he stopped in a very lush area. There were bushes and trees everywhere, with the ground being wet. There was a small pond a little ways off, and you could actually hear the water running.

Suddenly, I heard a rustling of the leaves behind us, and instinctively turned and kicked…and hit Dylan square in the jaw. "Hey! I'm on your side!"

"Whoops." I guess you could say I was sorry, but not really. I ended up making his jaw swell, taking away from his godly good looks. Ha, serves him right for trying to take me away from Fang.

I glanced at Fang. He immediately wiped away the huge smile that was spread across his lips that made my heart sing. Yep. I wasn't sorry.

Once more, Fang looked carefully all around. Then he motioned for us to follow as he went into a bush…and disappeared.

That sounds really corny, doesn't it? I mean, he just walks into this bush that doesn't even reach up to his hip, and all of the sudden, he disappears? Well, sorry. I can't help it. I'm trying to be accurate, here.

So, yeah, he disappeared. I didn't gasp or anything, to my credit. Instead, I trusted Fang. I always trusted Fang. Always will. He's just that awesome. I walked into the bush, and all of the sudden, the ground beneath my feet disappeared. Yep, just like that. It really wasn't that big a deal. I mean, hello, bird kid! I just opened my wings up a little, and it was a pretty easy glide.

I suppose Dylan went right after that, since I could hear him tumbling against the metal walls that went in a straight line the whole way down. I landed with only a gentle sift marking my presence. Then Dylan fell right on top of me with a huge crash! Really, what am I? A pillow?

"Get off me! I'm not a pillow, Dylan!" I exclaimed. Nothing like getting right to the point, eh?

Fang seemed to come out of nowhere, which is easy for him since he's got that camouflage-shadow power thing. Sometimes, I think he actually likes making me jump out of my skin. I'd get him for it, though. And then we'd giggle about it.

"Shh!" Fang shushed in a rather loud whisper. "Be quiet guys. We can't get caught here."

"Why?" I asked. Fang looked at me pointedly. "All right, all right. My lips are sealed." I locked my lips. Fang smiled and helped me up to my feet. Dylan slid off of me. Ha, guess he lost consciousness. And he's supposed to be my other half! He can't even take a few bumps and falls and kicks and punches. He's got a lot to learn.

Fang tsked. He was probably thinking the same thing. See? There's my other half in the real world. Who's big idea was it to try to perfect that? Huh, oh wait. Yeah, Dr. God. Whoop-dee-dooh-dah-day.

Quietly, Fang snuck up onto Dylan, lying on him. Then he said in a high, girly voice that I sure hope wasn't an imitation of the girl who makes his breakfast, "Oh, Dylan. I love you so much!"

I rolled my eyes. "Aren't we supposed to be quiet?" I whispered.

Fang smiled and my heart melted again. I've gotta get that fixed. Not. "For this, I'll risk it." Risk what, now that was the question.

Dylan started mumbling as he tried to get up. "Max? I feel the same way!" Oh great. I got the feeling things were going to be really awkward.

And they were. For Dylan. Fang slapped him, getting off of him and walking toward me. When he was next to me, he put his arm around my shoulder. Dylan looked flabbergasted, so I wouldn't have to worry about him for another day.

But Fang was all business like again. He put his finger to his lips, obviously forgetting that he was the first one to break the silence, and leading us through a maze of metal. I wondered where all this came from. They eerily reminded me of the School, and let's face it, I didn't want to be reminded of the School. Ever. So I just stared at Fang's back. Wow. He was wearing one of his old shirts that survived the first Eraser attack from when they kidnapped Angel. It was a little tight…but I wasn't about to tell him that. Dylan was behind me, sulking.

Finally, we reached a door. It was metal (duh) with five locks. With an agility that only comes when one has been unlocking things for years, Fang got through each of the locks and opened the door before I really got a good look at what he was doing. He led us in, once more careful to make sure we weren't being followed.

When he came in after us, he locked the door, turned to us, and said the most obvious thing I've ever heard in my entire life. "The Erasers are back."

Well, duh!

All right. There's a little something to think about it. I hope to upload the next chapter quickly. Just a little warning…I'm one of those people who's in love with cliffhangers. But, if they bother you like a flea bothers a dog, I'll make my chappies a bit longer to erase the really bad cliffhangers.

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