To QuickStar: Lol, it's still romance! XD

Chapter 3

Max POV

"You need a lift?" he repeated. "You look like you're lost." he said, giving me a weird look. I could see why. I was a fourteen-year-old girl that was very dirty and in a tree.

"Is there a place to eat nearby?" I asked, still cautious.

"Uh, yeah. There's a burger place a couple miles down." he said, flicking his gaze toward a road that led into a thick forest. Well, I couldn't fly away in front of him and I needed to get food for the flock. Cycle-dude, here I come!

"Uh, yeah I need a lift." I said. I crept down the tree with expertise and jumped down the last of it to stand in front of him.

"I go by O. What's your name?" he asked, walking over to the motorcycle and grabbing a helmet.

"Uh, I'm… Ella." I said, using my half-sister's name. She wouldn't mind.

"Well, hello, Ella." he said, walking back and handing me a helmet. The helmet was black with three red arrows on it. I put it on and waited for him to put his on. He did and got on the motorcycle.

"You ready to go?" he asked. I nodded and got on behind him.

"Hold on!" he called. I caught his shirt just in time as he blasted off. I sneaked a peek backwards and immediately wished I hadn't. Ugh, motion sickness.

We were still going when we passed a place, that undoubtedly had a huge chocolate shake statue with, uh, eyes beside it.

"Wasn't that the burger place?" I asked tugging at his shoulder.

"Yeah." he said, laughing manically. Okay, insane person. I need to get off now.

"Well, why didn't you stop?" I asked, getting a little annoyed.

Suddenly he did stop, and might I say it was very painful. I lurched into him. Motion sickness has returned…

"You seriously thought the School was gone." he laughed, surprising me. Uh-oh got to get off. I was about to take off, not caring who saw my wings when he caught my arm. Wow, he was strong for a kid my age.

"Aw, you don't remember me." he said, holding my arm tighter. I let out a gasp of pain.

"Back in Germany." he leaned closer to me. I gulped. Who was this kid?

"I'm Omega." he smiled. "Version 2." I gaped. This was the kid I had beat into the ground back in Germany. Before I could do anything, he had my arms behind my back.

"They gave me feelings toward you, Max." he smiled ruefully. Gross, did this kid love me?

"I hate you." he growled. Well, that answered that question.

"Max, we had backup files for everything. You didn't destroy us, you barely scratched us." he laughed.

"Well, that's not good." I growled. Suddenly a thought sprung into my mind.

"I guess it isn't good for you." he pulled my hands together, tighter.

"See ya, Omega." I said, grinning.

"Huh, what do you-" he was cut off by me unfurling my wings so hard that it sent him flying. He got up as if it was nothing and flicked his fingers. There were Flyboys everywhere. Uh-oh.

Fang POV

I was worried, no, I was more than worried. I was scared out of my mind. What if they had already gotten Max? What if she was dead? I cringed at the thought.

"Fang, pull it together. You just got to save her." I growled to myself angrily. Max would be fine. They probably hadn't even touched her yet. I looked down and saw… That thought was out the drain. Max was surrounded by Flyboys and… a kid on a motorcycle. Jealousy shot through me. So, Max had accepted a ride from another boy. She didn't even know him, and we could barely talk together.

"Max!" I shouted, swooping down. She looked up to see who had shouted.

Suddenly, five Flyboys were right in front of me and they had guns. Big guns…