Okay, so I understand its been a little while since I've updated this - sorry guys. I've had this written for awhile and was contemplating whether or not to include Max into the chapter or not XD. I'm just having a little trouble writing the characters because it's been quite awhile since I actually sat down an read through the books (oddly enough I've only read as far as MAX).

If anyone would be willing to become my beta (one who either has experience in writing Twilight and Maximum Ride stories or has read the books recently and are good with corrections and characterization) please feel free to contact me :D

Once it gets to the parts with Fang and Nudge, I'll have it rotate between the two once it comes to them instead of just repeating the same story in a different point of view (which is kind of boring).

Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride or Twilight - if I did then there would have been a sequel after Breaking Dawn

Chapter 3

Angel

I stared closely at the cottage for a moment - and I knew for sure there were people inside.

'Four adults and one child…I thought, listening closely to the movements inside. Something seemed off to me. Nobody moved that silently unless you were Fang - and even then it seemed unreal.

For one, the only things I could hear were the small movements of the child - the adults were rather still in comparison.

A small click alerted me that the people were exiting the cottage and I kept as still as possible - holding my breath as I waited for them to depart.

The people moved so quickly that I didn't even bother to follow their path with my eyes - and I continued onto the house and shut the wooden-latched door behind me.

It was a rather homey place - a small room with a large crib situated right off the entrance. From there was a small kitchen, comprising of nothing but a fridge.

My eyebrows furrowed and I hesitantly made my way to the black fridge, opening it with a trembling hand as my stomach growled loudly - hoping to find something worth eating inside.

To my horror, nearly half the fridge was filled with sets of bottles filled with thick crimson liquid - that I quickly recognized by the strong iron smell that wafted from the fridge to be blood.

I covered my mouth in disgust. 'Oh dear god, I've found a home of cannibals!' I screamed mentally.

I kept myself from staring at the bottles, and instead divided my attention to the few glasses of baby food occupying the fridge. I quickly snatched as many as I could - not even caring for their flavor, and snapped their tops open before devour the milky contents quicker than humanly possible.

I grimaced and stuck out my tounge as I had finished off my thirteenth glass of puréed spinach and shut the fridge - deciding to go off and find myself something I could use to wrap my hands with.

In another room over, I found a near empty room - save for an enormous plush bed set in the middle of the room, a large set of french doors looking out onto a beautiful garden that took my breath away, and an equally large double-door on the opposite wall.

'This is the strangest house I've ever been into - although it's not like I've been in many houses before…'

I started to make my way to the doors before stopping and looking at the bed with envious eyes. It just looked so soft and inviting…And I hadn't had a good nights rest since our departure from Dr. Martinez's former home back in Arizona.

I reached out with a tentative hand and nearly moaned in pleasure when my blistered hands met contact with the cotton soft cold sheets.

Without a second thought I laid myself face-down on the bed with a sigh of happiness, rubbing my cheek against the sheets as if they were a soft animal - and they certainly felt like it.

Without even realizing, I had dozed off for some time - when I was awakened by a soft click from the front door - inaudible to a normal human ears from such a distance.

"Someone's in here," I voice hissed so softly I had to strain my ears to listen.

"It smells human…at least I think it is - there's something off about it - too sweet," another voice uttered - speaking just as soft.

My eyes widened and I slowly lifted myself from the bed, taking slow steady steps towards the closet in attempt to hide myself from the owners of the cottage.

"Well, they were definitely hungry - they ate all of Renesmee's baby food - although, it's not like she like them anyway," another soft voice whispered - this one I could identify as being female.

Although mind-reading came easy to me, it made it difficult to do once my body was exhausted - as it was right now, I could barely hear the whispers of words from their thoughts.

I had made my way into the closet, but unfortunately, lady luck did not seem to be in my favor today. Because the moment I shut the door - the springing mechanism made a small click as it sprung back into place - and I knew I had to hide quickly before they could search the room.

I turned to find that the closet was rather large - and in no place could I find any shelter as all of the clothes hung feet above the ground. I just settled into pressing myself between a small dresser in the corner and the wall - my small body accompanying the space quite snugly.

I couldn't hear anything anymore - almost as if the people had vanished - and I became to worry. My small heart beat rapidly in my chest, faster than it's normal hummingbird like rhythm.

Suddenly a face appeared above me and I let out a scream of fright, burying my face into my knees while wailing, "Please don't hurt me! I'm sorry!"

"Shh, shh. It's alright. Here, stand up."

I looked up shyly at the stranger to see a pale brown-haired woman, orange-crimson eyes staring down at me with a gentle gaze. She held her hand out to me as she crouched to my height, beckoning me out of the small space.

I sniffed as I could feel my nose begin to plug up with my stress and slowly placed my hand into hers - trying not to flinch when my skin met her cold stone-like flesh.

'This poor girl, no wonder she broke in - she looks like she went to hell and back' I could hear the woman think as she pulled me into a standing position and frowned down at me.

"What happened to you? What on earth are you doing out here in the middle of the woods?" she asked.

I lowered my gaze, not even bothering to look at the three other figures off in the corner of my vision. "I…I was in an accident - I got separated from the rest of my family." I looked up at her with my big blue eyes and let them water. "Please don't kill me," I whimpered.

Her eyes grew wide. "K-Kill you?" she said nervously. "What makes you think we'll kill you?"

"You had human blood in your fridge!" I shouted.

She gave a small sad smile and avoided my gaze. "W-Well…"

"Our daughter's heart has trouble producing blood, so we require to have large amounts of it in the house at all times," a male voice spoke.

I turned to see a copper haired man approach - his skin so pale it seemed translucent.

I stared at him for a moment as I peeked into his mind and said, "Y'know, it's cruel to lie to a child."

He cocked an eyebrow and his eyes flashed between the woman and back to me. "Well, why don't we get you fixed up? You look like you're in a bit of pain," he said, avoiding my statement easily.

I narrowed my eyes and watched as the man placed a fake smile on his face, his mind was betraying him - but his thoughts were going too fast for me to pick up.

But one thing I knew, they were hiding something - something big.

But, wasn't I doing just the same?

Fang

After Nudge's fussing about how we should look for the others in the immediate area - just in case if anyone was still behind, I had finally given in and allowed the twelve-year-old to have her wish and we flew over the same area for nearly an hour.

"Nudge, it's no use. That explosion was huge. For all we know they could have been blow to the next state!" I complained, pulling back and allowing myself to float in the sky with even down strokes.

"And how do you know that-"

"I don't, but the best thing we can do is wait for them at Dr Martinez's house."

Nudge frowned and stared at me with sad brown eyes. "I…I guess your right. Y'know what? I bet Max is there waiting for us with a big plate of chocolate chip cookies and milk! Oh, Max's mom makes the best cookies! Hey do you think-"

"Nudge?" I sighed.

She looked at me with a frown. "Yes, Fang?"

"Why don't we play a little game of silence, 'k?"

She nodded in bewilderment and followed me as I took back off in the direction we had been headed before the whole Eraser fiasco. After a few minutes of flight - the silence was broken once again by Nudge's voice.

"Fang…those Erasers…weren't they not supposed to be after us anymore? And how did they know where we were in the first place? They shouldn't even exist anymore!"

I shook my head slowly and dipped closer to Nudge, letting the tips of my wings brush against her's with each stroke. "I don't know how to answer that Nudge. But, right now we should worry about other things."

With that, the silence ensued again before it was broken once again several minutes later by the sound of a low growling coming from my stomach.

Nudge let off a small giggle and I blushed, but chuckled soon after when her stomach growled as well.

"I think now would be a good time to stop for food," I said, looking down at the road we flew over and the few buildings that we passed by. We landed behind a small town diner and made our way towards the dumpster.

"Wait!" Nudge squeaked, jogging off towards the front of the building, and I followed closely behind her. We peeked around the edge and watched as a woman pocketed a small clip of cash into her coat pocket before pulling out a phone and busying herself with a call.

"Fang?" she said, gazing at me with an unheard question.

I sighed and stood, lazily walking towards the woman. As I passed, I dipped my index and middle finger into her pocket, quickly coming back with the cash - the woman completely unaware that she was being pick pocketed as she continued her mindless babbling into her cell.

Nudge ran to my side and gave a small smile. "I know it's not right to do stuff like this - sorry - I just really am starting to get sick of dumpster diving."

I ruffled her dark hair and stepped into the diner after making sure I hadn't looked like we had gone through a blender - and we were seated at a small table in the corner by a small perky blond waitress who would flutter her eyelashes and lean her chest close to me.

Of course, none of this even fazed me - my eyes were for only one girl after all - and I simply let her take my order without paying her advances any attention.

"Six burgers, three orders of sweet potato fries, four cokes…Nudge, anything else?"

Nudge nodded. "Ooh! And two orders of cherry cobbler!"

The waitress nodded and stared down at the pad for a moment and said, "Do you have others coming too?"

We shook our heads and she simply gave a shaky grin before going off to put in our order.

My gaze wandered around the diner for a moment before my eyes settled on the tv hanging on the wall opposite of us. My eyes widened when I saw what was being projected on the news and I pointed at out to Nudge.

"We are currently flying over the source of the explosion from earlier today. Sources say the cause of the explosion is unknown - although experts say it was caused by a small home made explosive, most likely the attempt to-"

I stopped listening to it and looked at the area they were viewing closely, something looking different to me.

"The bodies…" I breathed, my eyes widening. "They're gone…"

"What?" Nudge said, turning back to look at me. "What are you talking about?"

"The Erasers and the fly-boys are all gone, they were everywhere - but they're gone!" I said to her, my eyes not straying from the television.

She looked at the screen then back at me with worried eyes. "You don't think whoever cleaned it up, is still nearby do you?"

I simply shrugged. "I don't know Nudge, but whoever they are - they know we're here too."

Nudge glaced fearfully around the room her hands clenching into the fabric of her pants tightly. "You don't think...they know we're actually still alive do you?"

My gave swept cautiously over the diner as I gave myself a second to think about what she was proposing. 'They couldn't possibly think we survived do they? Afterall, nearly every one of the Erasers and Fly-Boys were eradicated - and they were in the near ceter of the blast like we were, so shouldn't we also be-' I stopped that thought proccess almost as the thought came to me. I didn't want to think of the possibility of anything other than the Erasers being dead.

'Max...wherever you are, you better be alright...'