A/N: In this chapter I put some of my own characters. You officially meet Carolynne (Lynne) in this one. The rest are introduced in the next chapter. Enjoy!

Chapter 4: My Lynne Café (the alleged café of crazy super-chick extraordinaire)

I opened my eyes my eyes to find that Angel was over me, very close to tears. Nudge was on my side, her expression not so forgiving. Her hands were on her hips and she looked furious compared to Angel's expression. I blinked and again and the world was tinted yellow. Like heaven.

"Fang, I was so worried about you!" Angel exclaimed. She looks funny. Her and Nudge's faces could never seem to come into focus. I refocused on Angel who was now staring at me. I stood up and reached for Angel's shoulders. I missed and wobbled a bit.

"I'm okay babe."

Then I fell down. When I got up, I could swear Angel was blushing. Or maybe her face was just red altogether. "See?" My voice sounded very odd and slurred. Weird. I stumbled over to the other bed.

"Hey Gazzy!" I laugh-yelled.

He woke up and looked at me. I laughed. Then I walked to our window to jump out and fly when a hand grabbed my shoulder.

"Where are you going?" Gazzy asked. He just got up and was sleepily rubbing his tired eyes. I put my hand on Gaz's shoulder to steady myself. "To find Max."
He eyed me suspiciously and said, "Are you drunk?" Gazzy's worried face turned into a blur of color.

"Psshhheesh, no!" I laughed and turned back toward the window. STOP! (Underlined is a command)My mind went dry and blank. Then my whole body was rigid; I couldn't move at all. I tried, but my legs wouldn't budge.

Come. Lay. Down!

I, against my will clumsily made my way to the bed. Sleep . My eyes closed and I drifted out of consciousness. Dreams of Max and me appeared, and for the moment, I was at peace.

"So let me get this straight. I fall asleep for two minutes and Fang is high? You guys are terrible!" I smirked.

"It's not what you think!" Nudge and Angel cried.

He was so happy-looking. Does that mean he's sad all of the time? I don't want him to be like that, he's like brining us down.

"So, what did happen?" I asked.

"I can't tell. His mind is all hazy and drug induced. I'll ask him in the morning." Angel said.

Then Nudge yawned. "How about we all just get some sleep. We need to be alert when Max and Iggy get back." They left my room and went to theirs. I could hear them whispering through the wall. Suspicious.

I woke up to see Fang still in bed. I got up and stood at the head of my bed. Then I glanced at the digital clock. The red numbers glowed, with the time 2:38. Whoa! I must have really been tired! I slept for a really long time. Is everyone else still asleep? I tiptoed into Angel and Nudge's room. No one was there, weird. I searched every part of our rooms. Now I am really worried. Where is Nudge and Angel? I ran back to Fang and shook him violently to wake him up. He didn't even move.

Oh, now I remember. Angel commanded him to sleep. I could tell because she got this really creepy look on her face and then, Fang got one too. He was completely under her control. Now, how do I wake him up? Could I imitate Angel's power by imitating her voice? This is my only idea so…

"Fang, wake up!"

His eyes fluttered for a minute but he eventually fell back asleep. Cool, I could imitate Angel's powers by mimicking her voice. Hmm… for this to work I need to do soothing more bold, more awesome. I then tried Max's voice.

"Fang," (insert Maxish giggle), "Want to go make out or, er- something?"

Nothing happened. Wow. I never thought the day would come when he is immune to Max. I sat on my head and sat on my bed. A great idea popped into my head.

Angel?

Yeah?

Where are you and Nudge?

Getting food. We'll be back soon.

Okay, but can you fix Fang? He won't wake up.

Oh yeah, sure.

Thanks, see ya later Ang.

I turned my head to look at Fang. He had just woken up and was sitting on the edge of his bed. He looked better than usual because of his long hours of sleep. This reminds me, I should start my project now. Flock Hype? Yes, I like that.

Now I started to think. What makes Fang happy? Max.

How come that was the only thing I can think of? Doesn't he love the rest of us? Max does, in fact she is just like our mother. This thought of him only staying because of her made me very angry. Even if it is true I will change his mind. I will get him to care about us and show his emotions, no matter what.

I added this to the list. Perfect. Now all I had to do was wait for the rest of the flock to get back. I heard Fang get up. He walked over to the desk I was at. "What are you writing?"

I panicked and hurriedly hid the paper behind my back then I stood, facing him. "Just drawing a picture."

I learned never to say 'nothing' because that makes them more suspicious. This must have not worked because he gave me this weird look and I improvised. "Fangy, I missed you so much." I said in Max's voice. Fang turned around and then in Angel's voice.

"Go to sleep."

Fang entered this drowsy state. While he was wobbling round, I hid the notebook deep in my backpack. Whoa! That was so close. I breathed out a sigh of relief. Then, I remembered Fang. I watched him for a second and then said "Wake up."

Fang instantly fell down. When he got up he looked puzzled for a second. Then, he grew angry. "Gazzy!"

I sat there and batted my eyelashes. "What are you talking about?"

He just got angrier and started chasing me around the room.

I can't believe him! One second I kissed him on the cheek and he decides to go goody-two-shoes on me, which was somewhat admirable and yet I am still mad at him. So, that morning at breakfast I was extremely hungry for some reason. It just so happened that Iggy was cooking for us this morning.

I came down to eat after washing my face. I sat down in the seat farthest away from Iggy. Then, I ate bunches I food. Mmm… he is such a good cook. No, he sucks! I slow down my pace and act as if it wasn't that good. When I am done, I quickly wash my dish so I can do some quick exploring.

I run to my room and pack up my clothes and things. Done. I swing my pack over my back and head down the hall. I close my eyes and point out my finger. Eeenie, meenie, minee, moe. Door number three. I open my eyes and step inside. The room is so beautiful. Amiele can really decorate. It blue walls and a. There are pictures everywhere; in frames on the walls, taped places, and even just lying around. I stand there for sometime, just in awe.

"This is my memory room."

I jumped in surprise. I didn't see her come in. I turned around. She must think I was snooping around, which I was, but I don't like to be accused! I was just exploring until Iggy was done stuffing his face. There was also something about her face, like, she wasn't angry. Her expression was more like wonder and excitement. Her eyes were happy and her mouth was turned in a smile. Then, I noticed that I was smiling too. "This is really nice." I said and really meant it. This room was beautiful and could remind yourself of all of your loved ones. So that even when you're lonely they are with you always.

"Thank you, Anne." She showed me all of her pictures and the stories behind them. She even told me about her sisters, brothers, sons, and daughters and nieces and nephews. I even learned about her husband Stephen who was visiting his brother in Maine and loved every bit. I don't know why I feel this way. It was like I was missing my own family. I would ask Iggy about it later.

When she was done I left her in the memory room and told her Iggy and I were leaving. She nodded and I headed to Iggy's room. I made sure he didn't see my face because when I was with Amiele, I cried. I just felt like I needed to be with my family. I was unmistakably homesick.

"Come on, Iggy we're leaving."

"Yeah, whatever," He continued packing without even looking up. He thought I was still mad at him. I was but I wasn't going to lead him otherwise (or was I?). I went out side and wiped my eyes. I cleaned up my face so that there was no way that you could tell I was crying. The only give away was that my face was a little pink. I sat on the steps. What is taking him so long? I sat there thinking and seeing if I could remember anything else when a teenager in the next yard over came out.

I admit, he was cute. His hair was a dark sandy color and his eyes were light brown. He had one of those cute button noses and was my height. When he saw me staring, I blushed he called out, "Hey, I've never seen you around here before."

What am I supposed to say? I'm not related to Amiele at all and my parents aren't here either. They're in Arizona. Calm down, Max. Just Improvise and you will be okay. "Oh, was visiting my Grandma with my friend, Jeff."

He looked puzzled. "I've never seen you visit here before. Her grandchildren come here all the time." He ran up to me.

I started to get nervous, "It doesn't matter anyways. I'm waiting for my friend Jeff. We're heading back home with some friends."

The expression stayed with him. ''Really? You don't look like her. My name is Sam and its okay if you're a runaway. She takes them in all the time. I just don't see that many that are as pretty as you are."

"Oh, hi Sam and you're pretty nice yourself but I have to get going. Things to do and places to be, that's me," I really wanted to get out if here he was starting to creep me out.

"Are you sure you can't stay? I would love to get to know you." He leaned closer to me.

"All of you." He leaned in closer. I started to pull away but he slung his arms around my waist.

Then Iggy came out and saw me. He dropped his bag and pushed him away from me. Before I could thank him he punched Jared in the face and I heard a sickening crack. I gasped as I saw the blood spurting from his nose.

"Jeff, you didn't have to do that! I can handle myself!" I yelled. "He's just a sexist pig." I don't know where the term came from but coming from my mouth it sounded right.

Iggy said nothing he just picked up my bag and his and started walking away. "Anne, let's go." He sounded grave when he said it. I was about to tell this guy off.

"But-" He turned around.

"Let's. Go." He sounded so angry but so calm.

Sam got up off the ground and said, "You can't get away with this. I know people, if you travel on the streets they'll come get you as soon as I say the word." I laughed.

"Don't even try it. If you think Jeff was strong just wait until you meet our crew. Don't mess with us. We'll beat the crap out of you and it doesn't even matter anyways. We're leaving tomorrow; our business here is done." I picked him up with ease and deposited him on his porch even though he kicked and shoved me the whole way but was speechless at my strength. I don't want her to think badly of us.

I ran after Iggy and took his hand in mine.

We wandered around for a while for a place to take off so we could get a bird's eye view. We eventually found a park. Besides a few odd stares because we were headed to a secluded part of the park, we were unnoticed. Then we took off into the air. I was afraid that I wouldn't know how to but it came naturally, like a bird instinct. We were sailing for a few minutes when he noticed my face was still pink. I had tried to hide it from him but as soon as I stopped trying to hide it he saw it.

"Were you crying?"

I didn't want to answer him, so I tried to fly faster but ended up going really fast for a second. I didn't even see Iggy anymore. Cool, I have bird-flying speed. Since I was going too fast, I figured I would stop. I was in the hovering in the air for a few seconds. Then it felt like the winds pushed me, hard. I flew forward and started falling a few feet when I landed in a pair of strong arms. I look up and see my hero was Iggy. Sigh.

"What are you trying to do, kill yourself?" She is acting like such a baby! I ask her a question and she uses her flying speed to get away from me. Ugh, I can't wait until we get back to the flock.

"No it's just that- " she frowns and says "Never mind. Do you even know where this place is?"

"Yes, I asked Amiele. We're almost there." I started to land and she squirmed in my arms the whole way down.

"Let me go of me!" she yelled. I ignored her and landed in an alley then let her go.

"We're walking there since you can't seem to fly right. We'll re-teach you later. Anyways it's only a few blocks away. Let's go." I started out of the alley and she followed suit. We walked down the blocks in silence. She stomped behind me but when I stopped she bumped into me.

"Why'd you stop?"

I sighed. "I don't know where to go. There are too many people to tell." Now I was lost. Great!

Max grabbed my hand and I stiffened immediately but she ignored me and led me through the crowd. Why would she do that? I thought she was mad at me. Even before I could really question anything she said, "I'm still mad at you but you're part of the flock so I have to help you, Jeff."

So much for forgiving Max. She's still mad at me. Oh well, at least we're going back to the flock and she's holding my hand. It's still tingling from her touch. It's a sort of win-win I thought.
"This still doesn't mean anything."

Well, just crush my dreams why don't you? That still made me sad. It shouldn't have though.

An idea sprung into my head. "How about after you have your date with Fang, we start over? I don't like being mad at you. Just go home and act like we are in a fight with each other. After the date we'll just be friends, okay?"

Max stood for a moment; contemplating this thought. Would she go for it? Probably not, if she was the stubborn Max I knew, but that was the great thing about this. This time she's different and won't shoot me down because of Fang. She could be stubborn but some of that is gone and she is more open. So when, she led my hand in a different direction I wasn't surprised.

I am running for my life! Fang is so angry ay me. After all, I did impersonate Max and use my (sort of) mind control on him (twice!). I expected him to be mad but I didn't expect him to act all crazy on me! He chased me around the room for a minute, until I locked myself in the bathroom. He is currently banging on the door like a madman.

"Let me in!"

"No, not by the manly hair of my chinny-chin-chin." I liked to mess with him but this only seemed to make him angrier. Then he stopped and sighed. I heard him slide down the bathroom door.

"Fang, Gazzy open the door!" Nudge said. "We have groceries! Lotsa food and stuff so, open up or you aren't getting' any cause' I am sooo hungry!"

"Gazzy, if that's-" Fang yelled.

"It's not me," I squeaked. Fang sighed again and went to the door. Angel and Nudge were there, luckily. If they weren't I would've been a little scared myself. I mean seriously, that is scary.

When I hear Fang open the door is when I feel safe to open the door. He can't kill me with witnesses. Heh- heh. I run into the kitchen. "What did ya get Nudge? Angel?" I asked super-eagerly.

"You'll just have to wait. We're gonna be in a fight today. This weird thought came to me. When I get those they are usually important." Angel said happily. Wow. Maybe my project is working already. But, wait…I haven't worked on Angel yet. Something's up with her. Don't get me wrong but she is usually a lot creepier than this. Not that I don't like it, but it seems forced. Hey, she probably read my mind and was trying to contribute. It's nothing at all.

Maybe this was pushing it bit it could work. I tugged at Iggy's hand in the opposite direction. After a second's hesitation, we were off. There was this small café I saw on the way back, and this was I was taking him. It was called the My Lynne Café. What made me remember was it's unique name. This café just had something about it that was drawing me to it. It was a feeling so familiar and new at the same time.

"Come on, Jeff. Let's go." I pulled his arm some more and he followed me back the way we came. After backtracking a block or so we reached it. "Where are we going, Anne?" Iggy says.

"Look we are already here." I opened the door and lead him inside. The place is really nice. It looked like how I would've decorated it.

It's a 50s style diner. The walls are cream with a checkerboard floor. The tables are midnight blues, hot pinks and ivory-like grays. It looked like a teen hangout and apparently was. We went to a blue table for two and sat down. "This place is called the My Lynne Café. We can discuss it here."

He smiled his dazzling smile and said "Okay," pause. He leaned in and whispered in my ear. "When we go home and act like we are mad at each other. Don't think otherwise. Our little Angel is a mind reader. She'll talk to you in your head sometimes too." I nodded and smiled.

"A mind-reader? That is so exciting. Now I can't wait to see her." I whispered back. I was excited. Angel! The only person I remembered. Oh, I miss her just thinking about it.

"It's not as great as you think. Beware of the mind-reader, Anne; she knows all of your secrets!" I laughed.

"Too funny, Jeff." He laughed with me.

"After your Fangilicious date, act normal. By then I would have made sure someone saw us talking so they can assume we made up and we did but I don't want them to think anything happened."

Hmm… okay. I guess that makes sense.

"Let's practice!" I started to act mad. I dropped my idiot grin and she slapped a grimace onto my face. Iggy did the same.

"That's good! What about me?" His face twists up really weird. I laugh at him.

"You look like you smelled bad milk." I say (not whispering). This gets him laughing too and before long we are laughing like idiots. An employee hears us and said.

"Excuse me, but you guys are too loud."

We stop laughing but small giggles still escape our throats. The Ig lost it again. "I'm sorry," I say as I gasp for air. "We'll stop," I look at her nametag "Carolyn."

Then I stop laughing. "You're the Lyn from the sign. Ahh… I get it."

She nods. Oh cool, she must have a lot of money or something. I look at her more closely. Her hair is long and dark. Her eyes are light blue but her pupils are unnaturally huge. I am lost in them. They take up like half her eyes. Suddenly, Ig shakes me and snaps me out of it. "Max, Lyn?" Iggy is staring at us.

"Um, yeah, right, okay." We say at the same time. Her pupils shrink to a regular size.

"Who do work for?" she asks me. I turn to Ig and gave him the we-need-to-get-out-of-here-now look. He nodded and I took his hand and stood up.

"None of your business. Now if you excuse me, were done here."

As soon as we were out of there I started to panic. Who was that girl? What do they want? That Lynne girl seriously freaked me out. When she looked at me I felt like she was boring into my soul. Her pupils growing like that, it wasn't right.

"What do we do Jeff?" I cried. I am so worried. Ugh, what if they want us because of our wings? Is it the person who gave them to us in the first place? Do I even want to know?

"We need to disappear, quickly. There are two guys following us and I don't want this to get ugly, for them." Iggy whispers in my ear. I take his hand and lead him into an alley. Now people won't see us fighting. Can I fight?

"Do I know how to fight, Jeff?" Do I know how?" I asked because, if I didn't this wasn't going to end well for me.

"Yeah, babe. We have abnormal strength. Just hit em' and it'll hurt." He says.

Wait … did he just call me babe? That is so … I don't even know what it is. Never mind, I'll tease him later. It's time to kick some bad guy butt! We walked to the end and turned around.

"Who's there?" Iggy said bravely while squeezing my hand tighter. Oh, we were still holding hands, right. I have a plan. It'll only work if my flock gets here on time.

Angel, we're in a pickle.

Hi, Max. I'm so glad you're okay. What's wrong?

There is this group ganging up on us.

Where are you? We'll be there in two seconds.

Wait ... tell them that when I say … I told her the plan.

Okay, Max. Where are you?

One more thing, call me Anne and Ig, Jeff. I don't want them to know our real names.

Okay, call me Ariel. Call Nudge, Tiffany-Krystal, Gazzy Zephyr, and Fang Nick.

Great, we're in this alley a block from the My Lynne Café. We stopped there for lunch and we think there's a new breed of people after us.

Kay, we'll be there in a sec, Ma- I mean Anne.

I whispered it in Iggy's ear. He nodded and two guys stepped out of the shadows. One guy looked the same as the girl from the café but he had green eyes. The other had olive skin, brown hair and hazel brown eyes. They were both pretty cute. Don't think like that now! We have to fight them, or something.

"We just want answers." The Lyn look-alike said.

"Well, that information is classified," Iggy, said fiercely. This seemed to piss them off. They came closer and I didn't like that.

"U and A Jeff?" I asked. They looked at me like I was crazy. I didn't like their vibes.

"Not yet … run!" They got ready but we didn't move. 3… 2… 1! We ran past them and they were amazed at our fastness. We stopped at the end of the alley and turned around. Now we have the advantage but that didn't last long. Three girls and two other guys stepped in behind me. I grabbed a blonde and a smaller boy and quickly deposited them with the others.

Iggy picked up and dark-haired guy and a short brunette girl. I returned and got the girl from the café and put her over there too. Advantage eliminated. Only a few more seconds until they will be here. Oh man, were screwed. Even with them here we'll be out numbered by two. No, I have to trust my flock. Ig and Fang can take out two of them.

"Check our tel!" Ig understood and closed his eyes. He nodded and I knew they were almost here.

"Just tell us who you are and who you're working for and we won't hurt you." I laughed. I was really just stalling for time.

"I warned you." He motioned for the others to fight.

Max we're here. We'll turn the corner in a second.

Great, just in time.

They separated into two groups and went at us. I put up my fists. I am not going to lose. I was filled with rage and had to take it out on them. I ran to a wall, to my surprise I was running up it. Super speed, cool and I guess it made sense.

I jumped off and landed in front of Lynne. She punched me in the nose and it cracked. I snapped it back into place and she gasped. I then punched her in the face. I heard another sickening crack. I broke her jaw. She landed on the ground in a crumpled heap. I was about to kick her but the olive-skinned guy caught my foot fast.

"You're mine." He said, his voice dripping with anger.