Max POV

This is 200 times worse than when Fang left, at least I can see him again, I will never see Angel again. My baby. Gone. Not coming back. Dead. No, I don't know for certain. But I must entertain the fact that after 6 hours of searching and finding only a shoe that she is dead. But life goes on. We need to find my mom, Ella, and Jeb. We all fly to Washington D.C in surprisingly good time. We finally arrived at my mom's house to do more research on the DG. We're sitting at the kitchen table in my mom's house. Nudge is in the center of the table with the computer, doing what she does best, hacking.

"I found something." Nudge exclaims.

"Great, what did you find?" Iggy asks, looking towards sound of Nudge's voice.

"The DG's headquarters is in Seattle, Washington, and it's huge, you could fit 5 Sears towers in it laying down, if I could redesign it I would make it a house and I would have the worlds largest- MUHRHMRH."

Iggy slaps a hand over her mouth with surprisingly good aim.

"Just tell us what else we need to know before our ears start bleeding. Please." Iggy says angrily, his hand still on Nudge's mouth, just in case she starts rambling again.

Iggy removes his hand from Nudge's mouth.

"Ok, pushy." Nudge says putting her hands up in submission.

"Sorry I just upset about losing Angel. I shouldn't have gone off on you like that."

I flinch at Angel's name. I turn away from the Flock. I don't want them to see their leader cry. Iggy's insane hearing picks up on my "silent" whimpers.

"Oh, Max," he puts an arm around my shoulder. "I'm sorry I know it's too soon. We're all upset, but the best thing we can do is destroy the people who killed her." Iggy says quietly.

I cringe at the word "killed". We don't know if she's dead, I just don't want to believe it.

Dylan walks over from the table over to me. Iggy goes back to the table next to Nudge.

Dylan hugs me, he actually hugged me. I push him off. He looks taken aback by being pushed.

"Get lost." I say, anger evident in my voice.

"No need to be like that." He says walking back to me. He pulls an ice pick from out of nowhere and tries to stab me. I of course being the great Maximum Ride, missed the first thrust. He came after me again but Nudge and Iggy we're there fighting him off. Nudge kicks him where the sun don't shine. But he was still standing and he again thrusted his ice pick out and Iggy is caught in between it hits him in the upper left arm. He screams out in pain, holding his wound, blood seeping through his fingers. He hits the ground with a thud. Dylan goes for the kill.

"Iggy!" I scream.

I get in between him and Iggy. I punch at his face, getting his nose, there was a crunch and blood started pouring out. Eww. He still seems unaffected by his now broken nose. But Nudge comes up behind him and hits him in the head with, no joke, a frying pan, knocking him unconscious.

I ran to Iggy, he was holding his injured arm, squinting through the pain. I sprinted into the living room, and on the bookshelf, was the first aid kit. I quickly walked back in to the now bloody kitchen. Nudge was had a dish towel wrapped around Iggy's stab wound.

"Here, I have the first aid kit." I say sitting on the ground next to Nudge.

"I don't think that a first aid kit can fix this. I know how much you hate hospitals, but he needs professional help." She says looking down at the white dish cloth now tie-dyed with red.

"Fine. Let's go. Wait, where's Dylan?" I ask.

"Oh he's over there." Gazzy looks over to where the unconscious Dylan was supposed to be. "He was there a second ago." Gazzy says.

"Oh crap." I mutter.


Fang POV

Maya and I finally found the rest of the gang in the massive amount of people in the line of shops near JFK.

"Ok, what's next?" Maya asks.

"Research." I utter.

"Great, let's find a McDonalds. I'm starving." Ratchet exclaims.

I hear someone calling my name from a little ways behind me.

"Fang! Wait!"

I turn to see a black haired girl with swoopy side bangs covering one eye, wearing a black ruffled, belted cocktail dress, with black, white, and gray checkered Converse with black and white striped knee socks, a delicate black star necklace, and a shiny black ring styled like a belt with diamonds for the buckle, running to catch up with us. I notice the only color on her was the bright, shiny orange belt.

When she finally caught up, she immediately started talking.

"Hi I'm Raven, and believe it or not, I'm your twin sister." She says breathlessly.

Let me tell you right now, I am not easy shocked but this blew me away.

"Wait. WHAT?" I say incredulously.

"I'm Raven, you are my twin brother, and I also have wings just like you."

"Why don't you come with us? We're going to McDonalds." Maya suggested.

"Sure." My "sister" agreed.

We proceeded to the McDonald's across the street from the line of shops. I casually got 5 Big Macs, 4 large fries, 2 large sodas, and 3 apple pies. Why yes of course they looked at us funny and asked us sarcastically if we wanted to super size that.

Everyone else ordered and sat down at the table closest to the door. I guess old habits die hard.

"Please explain why you think that we are twins." I implore, taking a bite out of one of my five hamburgers.

"I found out very recently from a man named Jeb." I froze.

"Jeb told you this?" I question.

"Yes, why do you know him?" She asks with a quizzical look.

"You could say that." I say angrily. My anger not directed at her, but at Jeb.

"Anyway I heard you left the Flock and started your own. So, I wanted to ask you if I could join. I can see the future. You need me."

"Fine, you're in."

"Just like that?" she asks.

"Just like that", I say.


I own nothing.

I do not own the characters, except Raven. James Patterson owns Maximum Ride.

Please review. I will have the next chapter up before the weekend.