Hey. I wrote this a while write after I wrote chapter 2. To me, this is progress. I figured that people would read it only if it had like a lot more chapters, so you might see a lot more coming your way!

Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride. The awesome JP does =P

Chapter 3

Jeb stared at me solemnly, and I glared back at him. I had started to calm down, but was still angered. I haven't seen him in months, and he suddenly chooses to pop up randomly at Dylan's secret hide-out? Something was going on.

"Yeah, unfortunately, we have," I snapped at him. Jeb sighed and got up from the table, walking over to me. I could feel Fang's arm tighten slightly around me. He knew that I hated it when he got overprotective of me. I ignored the urge to roll my eyes and glared at Jeb.

"I'm afraid I've got some explaining to do," Jeb told me.

"Uh, you just now realized that, Sherlock?" I hissed.

"Max, why don't you sit down?" Jeb asked me. I glared at him but grabbed one of the chairs and plopped into it angrily. The flock sat down around the table too.

"Well?" I asked. Fang looked intently at Jeb. Angel was closing her eyes, concentrating. She was probably trying to read his thoughts; to figure out what his intentions were.

Hey, Angel, sweetie? I asked in my head.

Max…before you ask, no, I can't seem to get anything from him. It's like he's as dead as a brick. Well, I do here things like Max, Flock, Dylan, and Itex, but that's it. Angel sighed. Itex? I frowned.

Okay, baby, keep trying.

He knows how to block me.

Yeah, that's probably the case. But still, try hard to pry the information away from him, okay?

Sure, Max. I smiled. Fang shook my arm and I looked up.

"What?" I asked.

"Jeb was asking you something," Fang muttered to me.

"What?" I asked Jeb.

"I was wondering if you knew anything about Dylan," Jeb told me.

"Hello! I just met the guy!" I exclaimed.

"Well, Dylan is quite similar to you guys," Jeb said silently.

"As in…" I encouraged him to continue, though I knew the answer.

"He is also a…uh…bird-kid," he told me. I sighed, rolled my eyes and stared into Jeb's worried blue eyes.

"Yeah, I figured that was true," I sighed.

"Look, Max, he was a project made a month before you along with Fang and Iggy. Fang and Iggy were just experimented upon most of the time. Dylan was, according to Itex, stronger. He didn't have another friend, or brother to care for like Fang and Iggy. They knew Fang and Iggy's biggest weakness; each other. You see, Dylan was a…mistake," Jeb told me silently, glancing at Dylan. Dylan's jaw clenched, but he otherwise said nothing as he stared down at the ground.

"Wow. That was harsh," I replied.

"You misunderstand me. He was a mistake to Itex. You see…Dylan was actually supposed to be programmed to eliminate half of the world and replace it with perfect people. I, along with some other scientists, created him. Of course, I had no idea that he was going to be used for something as horrible as this. I thought he would help the world," Jeb explained. I snorted loudly and Jeb's eyes flashed to me in annoyance. Fang looked amused and Dylan looked at me with…a really weird expression on his face. Like he was studying me. I felt really self-conscious so I let my hair fall in front of my shoulders, causing a curtain between me and Dylan.

"As I was saying, he was not created for the good of the world. However, the experiment was a mistake. Dylan was perfect and all in every way. He had amazing sight, hearing, had good reflexes, was stronger than any human in every way, could fly perfectly, had the perfect sized wings to carry him properly," Jeb trailed on. I glanced at Dylan who seemed to look smug. I rolled my eyes.

"Anyways… he wasn't bad. Itex tried programming him to do bad to the world, but it never worked. Dylan was too innocent. Later, I found out that they were planning on making another group of bird-kids in hopes of producing power-hungry life-forms. Instead, they produced you, Max, a very intelligent, successful, talented, and motherly bird-kid that has emotions and feelings," Jeb told me. He paused to let it all sink in. "Later on, the rest of your flock was created."

"So what happened to Dylan?" I asked.

"Well, I tried to run away with him," Jeb replied softly.

"Tried to?" I asked.

"Yes. I would have but then I saw your face, Max, and I knew that I had to save you to. You, Iggy, and Fang had so much chemistry. You guys talked and prayed for each other. You were so innocent that it hurt to watch them experiment on you. So, I called my agent. She shipped Dylan out and sent him to some billionaire. Dylan comes here whenever I want to meet him."

"Which billionaire?" I asked.

"Dr. Hans Gunther-Hagen," Jeb replied softly. I frowned. That name seemed familiar…then again, maybe not.

"Okay…then what?" I asked him.

"I sent Dylan away, Itex found he was missing, but never suspected me. Then they created you, using Dylan's DNA. And then the rest of you guys. After Angel was old enough, we ran away from the School and I created a home for you guys and cared for you," Jeb replied, a soft expression on his face.

"Yup, leaving your poor little son, Ari behind. What has that kid ever done to you? I don't even understand why you left him," I spat at Jeb.

"I had to. If he came, then he could have been easily tracked. It's all very confusing to understand. Besides, Ari's gone. Let's not talk about it," Jeb replied in a strained voice. I raised my eyebrows and was about to shoot back a witty remark, but Fang set an arm on my shoulder and slightly shook his head. I sighed and nodded.

"Okay, so you came, and then you suddenly left. Why?" I asked.

"It was only for your safety. To make sure that Itex's plans failed whenever they tried to capture you," he told me.

"Whatev," I replied, rolling my eyes. Jeb ignored that comment and looked down at his hands nervously.

"Um, actually, there is something that I had to say but couldn't for a while now…" Jeb trailed off, biting his lower lip nervously. Dylan stared at him intensely, and I did too.

"Max, promise you won't get mad," Jeb whispered.

"Just spit it out," I muttered through grit teeth.

"Max," he whispered, looking deep into my eyes. "Dylan was created to be your perfect half."

Okay. I hope you guys liked it so far. This chapter was kind of hard to write because I had to explain about Dylan and how he was formed and I don't know it just seemed a bit hard to explain… anyways please review and tell me your thoughts. Hated it? Liked it? Any ways to improve it? My ears are open. Thanks guys. REVIEW!!!