A/N Wow, I haven't updated in over two weeks. But to be honest I haven't really had time. Anyway, I wasn't really motivated to update due to the fact I only got two reviews. Two reviews, seriously people you can do better than that. All it takes is read the chapter, click the review button at the bottom, and tell me what you think. Not that hard! Well on with the story.

Disclaimer: I'm pretty sure you already knew this but, just in case I do not own Maximum Ride

It has been one week to this day since I first caught sight of Fang. Proper people lessons are still a pain in my rear-end. Honestly though, how would you like to be compared to your older and sometimes even younger sister every day? All I can tell you is it ain't fun. I have to say Lissa has been slightly off lately. When Dylan came to visit she wasn't all happy, excited, and in love. She seemed distraught and often times she would drift into a world of her own. I think it may be somewhat due to the fight she got in with mom. Although I'm not sure what it was about I know for a fact it wasn't very appealing to my mother. You could practically see the steam rolling out of her ears as she stalked out of Lissa's room.

But on the other hand I have actually made progress with Fang. Yes he still doesn't talk very much but he has said enough that I now know how old he is, 20, and he isn't as much of a pain. His progress physically is the most impressive. Instead of seeing a jumble of limbs, skin, and scars like the first time him he caught my attention, I see the pieces of a once handsome man coming back together.

His eyes which used to be dead and dull even painful to look at are now still painful but, in a different way. They used to show no hope for life and no wish to even live. When you see them now you see a cold vengeance a hurt in them that is most difficult to read. His orbs look as if they could bore into and read your innermost thoughts. Eyes like those are eyes that could control anyone.

Because of his remarkable progress the doctor has given me permission to take him out of the hospital ward in a wheelchair. Only if I knew where to take him, I think. Somehow I know where I take him can't be ordinary. I rake my brain for all possible places then it hits me like a tidal wave. The place came to mind, why don't I take him to my own favorite spot? Currently it is the only place that I feel free, the only place I can think clearly. If I like it, Fang might just like it too. So through the winding hallways we go up to the tower.

When we reach the top of the turret which currently was not in use, Fang's face became less tense. I could sense his relief when he realized I did not take him to where more people would be. Knowing he would be able to move on his own with the help of his crutches, I abandon him in his wheel chair and walk to the edge of the castle walls. Leaning over the side, I open my arms up as if I was flying and let I wind entangle it's self in my hair as it slaps my face and blows my clothing around me. Whenever I am up here I imagine I have wings like a bird. How nice it would be to fell the freedom of the air everyday all day. I close my eyes a take in a breath of the cool evening air. I stay this way till someone interrupts my thoughts.

"What are you thinking about?" is the simple question from the silent intruder that draws me out of my dream world.

His deep voice causes goose bumps to line the back of my neck. I turn my head to see Fang standing there with his head tilted to the side looking genuinely curios. While he walks over to my side using his crutches I answer him.

"I would love to have wings, to be away from my life, my duties, and my family here. I would fly a free life going wherever I please."

A pause in the air, all you can here is our deep breaths mingling in the breeze. Slowly as if picking his words carefully he starts "Be careful what you wish for Max." his gaze shifts from me to the stars forming on the horizon. Letting go of his crutches he leans over the edge of the castle and begins. "Max, have you ever heard the story of the swan princess?" thinking hard I rake my brain for the story, but don't find it in the many childhood stories I committed to memory. Simply I shake my head no in reply.

"It starts this way," he tells me. "There once was a young peasant girl, who lived in some far off land. All she ever wanted was to be able to break free from her life in the fields. An evil sorceress who lived in her town found out her wish and decided to make a potion to 'help' the girl. When the potion was complete she traveled to the girl's house in the dead of night to avoid all people. Soon she found the restless girl and gave her the potion and promised the peasant if she drank it she would be free of all her worries," he pauses giving me a stern glare telling me this is when the story gets important. Then he continues "little did the girl know the potion would turn her into a swan to forever be hunted for beauty. The potion freed her of her family and bondages to the land as she wished but, in the time that passed she was constantly on the run. She had to fly from hunters that wished for her feathers. Till her last day she was constantly lonely without the company of her family. Every year her family mourned her disappearance. They never saw each other again and all the swan wanted was her life back but, it never could be given" Fang finishes the story regret in his voice and a dark look in his eye.

He looks over at me and adds "don't ever wish your family away Max."

By the way he says family and the sorrow in his voice I can tell there is more to this story than he lets on. I take the risk and ask what I know I should not "Fang, what happened to your family?" Stiffness replaces sorrow and Fang, once again, becomes his closed off self. "Mind your own business" he warns me in a hushed voice before heading back to his wheelchair, ending our conversation.

I leave the subject alone for now and ask no more questions, but I will now let this go. I promise myself to find out Fang's past even if it's the end of me. In that moment I never knew how true that promise was. I never knew how far I would have to go to find out his past.

A/N Well that's the end of the chapter. Please, please, please review! I am begging you people. It would make my day! Just tell me what you think quickly then you can get back to watching American Idol or whatever it is you are doing.

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