I don't remember where Max went wit the girls, so I'm guessing here, got it?

"You're welcome. Plus, who needs to be sad with the weather like this?" She asked, looking up into the sky. It was still a dreary night, the rain clouds never left.

"So, you came from the School, too?" Iggy asked, seeming to have no good ways to start a conversation.

"Uh…no…I don't know where, exactly, I came from. Uh, our creator, whose name is –was- David, when he made us, he took us to his own underground lab. He did experiments, tried to make us better than normal. He was always trying, hard, to prove himself to….himself? And it was almost sad when the other people in white coats came in and tried to take him. He killed himself so that he didn't get captured. A man in the group of 'whitecoats' noticed us and sent the rest of them ahead of him. He left a note saying that he'd be back for us. When he did come back, he'd brought a car and took us somewhere. I was about seven, I think. He took our files and put us in a small house. Aqua and I shared a bunk bed on one side of the room, while Poison and Demon shared one on the other side. Crush and Milli shared a room, and so did Kit and Ryan. Frank had his own room. He was really cool. (A/N: a href" src" border0 br Make your own awesome doll at he left when I was about ten. He just, walked out. He told me to take care of them, but not to act too old. When he was leaving he told Ryan that we'd better run for it, and that he didn't mean it." Wit took a deep breath, looking over at Iggy. He looked mildly interested in her story.

"What happened?" He whispered. Poison noticed them talking and sat next to Wit.

"Uh…well, Ryan was confused, but he made us get out of the house quick, in case Frank had accidentally like, made something blow up. Nope. The house was fine. A year went by, fine. After that, we found the lake. And then they came. I'm not sure what they were…but they came to get us and attack us. They had guns. Understand, we all thought that we were all together. We thought we were fighting back to back. Milli was fighting the fiercest. And then, a gun shot, and someone screamed. Blood splattered across my shirt. It used to be pink, but I had to get a new one." Wit said, tears spilling down her face. Iggy was looking a little shocked and a little out of it.
"I…I'm sorry. So…what happened after that?" He asked, looking at her. She shook her tears off her face.

"Uh…we ran. I kept thinking 'I just imagined that. It didn't happen.' And of course I was crying like a little baby. Ryan was shaking and shivering, but he had to take charge. He led us to a little neighborhood -what your little dark friend calls a ghetto- and asked for someone. A girl came out and led us to an abandoned house. That was the first night I'd ever stayed up ALL night. None of us really slept, but we held each other and cried. Ryan left to get food and money, telling us he'd be back soon. Crush was crying and lying in the corner. She didn't get up for a few days, didn't eat what food the girl brought us while Ryan was gone. It was a few days later that Ryan came back, gave me a new sweater, and told Crush to get up. That she had to eat. When she said no, he asked her 'How would it make Milli feel if you followed her? Do you think she'd be happy to find out her sister starved because she finally got to heaven, where she deserves to be?' I was crying with Poison, and Piper. They said that it'd be okay. Kit was sitting in the corner, staring at nothing. He was really shocked. Aqua didn't talk for a while after that," Wit continued, staring ahead and trying to block out the dark images popping into her head.
"Where did the rest go? Go on! I want to hear the rest!" Iggy hissed. Wit laughed slightly, wiping her tears.

"Okay, Okay. I'm sorry. When we left it was okay for a few weeks. Then Piper got really sick, she just wouldn't admit it. She had a fever and kept vomiting. When her fever spiked too high, she fainted and we had to take her to a hospital. For about a year after that no one bugged us. I was twelve when Piper came running in, looking wired. She told us that they were back. We jumped up and ran out to get away, but it was too late, they'd surrounded us. So we fought. For some reason, they backed out, leaving us alone. We were hurt, bleeding, and short one friend. Piper was gone. So we'd lost two friends in two years. Ryan thought there was something weird about that, but it wasn't a good time to talk about it." Wit stopped to wipe her eyes and sniff a little. Poison was breathing deeply next to her, probably trying not to cry. "Another year went by untouched. It was snowing out when they came this time. I was thirteen and a half. We were in a building, waiting for Ryan to get back. Kit had recently acquired a gun, Crush had 'found' a hunters knife, and Aqua had somehow managed to enchant -don't ask- a knife, so it was lethal, Poison had bought a sword type thing –the same one he has- and planned on using it. Demon had a gun too, but he got rid of it after that battle. So I guess I should tell you that I had found a rail road spike in the house we were in and used it, right? Well when they attacked, we all fought, praying that Ryan would stay away. We were scared that they would kill him next. We heard a shot and everything seemed to stop, we thought we'd lost someone else. But no, Kit got up the guts to use the gun. And he has awesome aim. Demon followed his lead and we all got back to fighting. Demon yelled something unintelligible, then we heard another shot, and another yell, only this one was more high pitched…Aqua fought on, she didn't stop. She was one of the toughest of us all. She fought, stabbing and hurting. The things grinned, leaving us. Ryan came back, saw Aqua lying in a puddle of her own blood, and broke down. She was still alive, but just barely. She told him to get over it, and that she'd be watching, so don't mess up." Wit stopped talking, feeling more and more tears spill down her cheeks. Poison wrapped his arm around her shoulder.
"I…wow. I'm sorry. If you want to stop, you can. I just really want to know what happened after that." Iggy said so quietly, it sounded like the wind was blowing strangely.

"You sound like you're reading a book. But I'll tell you." Wit said, laughing slightly and taking a few deep breaths. "Okay…well we had to leave, but we didn't. Not until Aqua was really dead. We gave her a grave and made a tombstone. It will be there forever. Ryan borrowed her power one last time and enchanted it. We left and went to another 'ghetto', where Ryan got us into a house that only a couple of kids were living. They'd run away from home. Then after another year of crying and sadness, we all went to get food together, the monsters showed up and attacked. This time we were ready to fight to the death together, if one fell, we'd all fall. But Ryan made me run. He told me that at least I should live. I heard the gun shot and cried, but kept running. I had a feeling that they wanted all of us dead this time anyways, because someone jumped all of us. And here we are." Wit finished sadly, letting herself cry into Poisons shoulder.

"Wow. That was deep." Nudge said. The whole flock had gathered around, listening. Even Fang, though he was trying to be inconspicuous about it by leaning against a tree.

"Uh, yeah, but can you guys just drop it now?" Poison asked, keeping his arm tight around Wit. Iggy was patting her wings as though he knew her forever. She let out a small laugh.

Max

"Hey, guys, I got a place. Ready? It's not that far from here." Kit's voice cut through the now thick silence. "What happened?" He demanded when he saw Wits red eyes.

"She was just telling them what happened since we ran away with Frank." Crush said, smiling.
"Okay. Well, c'mon." I stood and motioned for the flock to follow, as did the rest of the kids.

We flew to an apartment, where we met a boy. He was wearing clothes in worse shape than ours, he had a black eye, and he was wearing bandages up and down his wrists.
"What happe"- Before Nudge could finish the boy unwrapped his arms and showed us long scars and I found myself wondering if he did that himself.

"Don't worry, I'm not suicidal. I didn't do it. C'mon, we've gotta get you all in before the cops come." He said, leading us in. The apartment had two rooms, and it was furnished with old and tired beds and couches. Things that people must have put in here in hopes of helping someone. "The kids from here, they wanted to help, so we got what ever we could. Any of you know someone named Fang?" The kid asked. I looked at him quizzically. "I know where the library is, you know." He added defensively. I shrugged.

"Yeah, we know 'em. Why?" Demon said, standing in front of us all. It's weird, because he isn't even the oldest. I should be up there. Fang shook his head at me. I rolled my eyes.

"Well, because. I thought all the winged kids would be together, not separated." The boy said, rolling his eye. (Other one was blacked and wasn't going anywhere.)

"We know him. But we can't tell you from where, sorry Pete." Kit said, sitting on the ground. I was standing in front of a long couch, old but good enough to sleep on. A total of three couches were counted in here. One looked to be a pull out bed and I think there was another in one of the bedrooms.

"There's a bed in that room, and another in that room. I just got a couch put in that room so be merry. And me and my friends got the water and electric back on for awhile, which is more reasons to be merry." Pete said. My eyes flicked to his arms again and he nodded grimly. "We had to climb the wires. But I've had worse." He said, walking towards the door.

"Thanks!" Wit called after him. He smirked and turned again. But as I watched through the window, I saw him shiver as he entered a house that looked scarier than ours.

"M'kay guys, let's get the sleeping down, kay?" I said, standing again. The 'others' heads whipped towards me like a practiced habit. Their eyes were glowing in the dark.

"I'll sleep on the floor." Kit said, turning towards Demon and Poison. They nodded at him.
"Not if there's enough room for everyone." I sighed. "Okay, so this couch pulls out to a bed, so like Gazzy, Nudge, and Angel can sleep here. Let's see, Fang you can have the black couch, and Iggy, you sleep on the one your sitting on. Crush, if you don't mind, could you and Wit share a bed?" I asked. She smiled and nodded, yawning. "How about, Poison, you can sleep on the couch in there. And Kit, if you want, you can sleep on the other bed, and I'll sleep on the floor." I said.

"Naw, you can, I want to stay up for awhile." I shrugged and turned to my flock.

"I guess someone has to stay up for watch…" I said, looking around. Crush was waving a hand in the air.
"Can I take the back door?" She asked.

"What?" I asked in confusion.

"You do put someone on each end of the places you sleep in, don't you? Incase someone sneaks from the other end…right?" She looked shocked that I didn't already do this.
"Not normally, but knock yourself out. Fang, you mind staying in the front?" I asked. He shook his head and stepped towards the front door and sat down.

"Great! That means I get the roof." Poison grinned and went for a window.

"What?" I asked, shaking my head. Crush looked devastated.

"Never mind, I'll call if anything gets out of hand." Poison rolled his purple eyes and jumped out the window. I shook my head and walked to the back room. It was just an empty room with a bed on it. There was a blanket and a note.

'Keep trying! We all believe in you! And I knew you had Fang there, I'm not stupid. Lemme guess, he's the dark guy, right? –Pete' Aha. He did know. He just wanted to see if we'd tell him. I sighed and sat down. I probably wouldn't sleep a wink, but it was worth a try. Fang was on watch, and if anything took him down, no one had a chance.

I put my head down on a pillow and closed my eyes. I head the floor creak and the wind blow. I'd hear everything tonight. The springs of the bed in the next room squeaked as Wit went to sleep. I heard Demon talking to Crush by the back door.

"Do you think Piper really died when she disappeared?" Crush asked, sounding lost in her memories.

"Yes. I'm sure she did. They didn't want us alive, remember? We're not supposed to be alive."
"You are." Crush whispered as I heard Demon walking away. I shut my eyes tighter and drifted to sleep.

Good morning sunshine!!!

"Por que, que hubo!" Someone said above my head. I batted at them, trying to get them away.

"Get up Max! Kit got us some food!" Angels' voice said.

"Should we tickle her?" I heard Crush suggest.

"Yes!" Nudge said happily.

"No." I said, sitting up. Crush, Gazzy, Angel and Nudge were gathered around my bed. "And who spoke Spanish?" I asked. Gazzy raised his hand and grinned. Aha!

"Well? Come on! We're hungry!" Nudge said, leading me out to the living room thing. The flock was sitting around a table without legs. It was covered with food.

"You guys eat a lot too, right?" Kit asked, staring up at me questioningly.

"Have to. So, where did you get this?" I asked, letting them know with my eyes that I didn't approve of stealing.

"We didn't steal it Max. We got it from the store around the corner." Kit sighed, rolling his eyes. It's funny to think that he's actually nineteen, and not nine.

"Well, in that case…" I sat next to Fang and took a bagel. It was buttered and hot. I made "Mmm." Noises and enjoyed it. Nudge was talking rapidly to Crush now, and Total was listening with a strange doggy expression. Poison, Iggy, and Gazzy were speaking about some sort of prank, I'm sure. Kit soon joined them, leaving Wit with Angel and me to talk to Fang.

"I still don't think we should trust them. I know youre just keeping them around because Jeb doesn't like them. But they were never supposed to be alive." Fang said, looking over at me.

"No, I don't believe that. Everyone has a reason to live. Even if they weren't supposed to be created the way they were, they WERE meant to live." I said, looking over at Wit. She had heard him speaking and was now speaking stiffly to Angel.

"So, you think your friend is still alive? Because they didn't kill her on the spot? That would be kind of good, but kind of bad. If she's alive then she's trapped somewhere, right?" Nudge rambled.
"Right. And if not, then she's lost, and this world is a big place to a winged kid. She knows what she's doing, but I'm afraid to ask Demon to check if she's alive. What if he doesn't see her? Does that mean she's dead, or is his power blocked from her some how then how will we really know if she's really dead?" Crush babbled, looking over at Demon resentfully. He gave her a shrug and turned around to ignore her. I saw his face turn slightly sad and slightly sly as he looked at something I couldn't see. Aww. He was checking to see if she was still alive.

"Anyway, do you like kitties? I do. I love them. But I don't really like dogs. 'Specially big ones. They scare me. They look like Erasers…but they're dead so I don't have to worry about them. But I do have to worry about Flyboys. They're worse than Erasers, because they're robots and can't feel pain. And Angel can't control a mind that isn't there. So we're in for it. Unless you guys plan on helping us fight them, which I guess you are because you're here. So yeah.." Nudge stopped talking and looked over at Demon, who'd just fallen over.

"What's up, D?" Kit asked, walking over to him.

"She's...she's…" He kept stuttering, not saying what he wanted. Crush was out the door by the time Wit got up and picked Demon up, holding him up by the top of his shirt.

"What is wrong?" She hissed, showing her mean side.

"She…Piper…she's alive." He said. The other kids all literally fell over. They all sat really hard and something seemed to have hit them.

"Watch it Wit!" Poison snapped, rubbing his chest.

"I'm sorry. I still can't control it." She muttered.

"Can't control what?" I asked, stepping in front of Gazzy and Angel.

"My power. See." Something whooshed through the air and hit me in the chest, hard. I fell onto my butt and gasped.

"What was that?"

"Some sort of air whip. Sorry. Demon, what do you mean Pipers alive?" She turned and asked.

"I mean what I said. I just saw her. She's in somewhere dark. She was glaring at someone and talking, but as you know, I can't hear what people are saying, but I saw her. It looked like a dungeon that she was in." Demon said in a rush, looking at the door out of the corner of his eye. Then he seemed to remember his power and looked up.

Crush

She knew what he was going to say before he said it. It was going to be a good thing, but a bad thing. Piper was alive, but she was captive. So was this good, or bad? She could be crazy by now, from being kept in a cage for so long. Or maybe not. Maybe she knew that they're coming to get her. No, that was impossible, cause they thought she was dead. Until now. Why had we never thought to check before?! Were we that blinded by sadness?! I can't believe-what is that thing!? Crush back flapped, scared of what she just saw. A huge wolf like thing was in front of her, glaring with robotic red eyes.

"Ahh, so you're a Flyboy. Ugly thing, aren't ya?" She laughed. The Flyboy lunged at her, grabbing air.

"You will come, and you will die. Or you will lead us to Maximum, come willingly, and die."

"Or, I could just kick your big, ugly butt here and now, getting this over with." Crush hissed, disappearing and reappearing behind it. She slammed her foot into its legs. Or that's what she was aiming for, but she caught it in between the wings. "Oops." She breathed as it turned around to face her. It took out a gun and aimed it at her, suggesting that she come quietly so she could die in ease. "Uh…no!" She yelled. It was a good time to try out her 'crushing' power. So she concentrated on it.

A terrible crunching noise told her that she was doing it right. The wolf ish thing started towards her, but its hand crunched to its side, making it stop. Slowly it started to curl into its self, the metal turning into a large ball of fur and metal. Her anger at it for taking her sister and friends made her power stronger, soon she found herself glaring as it quickly turned to scrap metal. Crush felt her energy leave her, her green wings soon stopped flapping as the ball of metal fell to the ground. Falling, falling, squish.

Demon.

He saw her falling and sped up. She should never have ran out on them! He caught her and tucked her wings in. It wasn't her fault.
"Demon, what happened? Did you see?" Wit asked, finally catching up with him.

"Yes, she fell. I think she was using her power." Demons voice shook.

"Why would she be using her power?" Kit asked, looking down.

"I think this could be why." Max came up, holding a ball of furry metal.

"Is that a Flyboy?" Gazzy asked. Demon shook his head, looking down at Crush. Her eyes were flicking underneath her lids. He would have to make sure not to loosen his grip, or she'd teleport while she was unconscious. She'd been known to do that.

"I think it was, but she got to it first. One down, millions to go!" Max said sarcastically.

"Are we going to get Piper?" Wit asked, turning towards Kit.

"Nah, we're going to leave her." Demon said, clamping his mouth shut afterwards.

"Shut up, Demon! I always let you be a jerk to me when you're scared or worried or something else! It's just so freaking annoying and sometimes you hurt my feelings!" Wit snapped, staring at him with cold eyes. He went back about a foot. She was usually in a good mood. That was a first, for him. First she threatened to choke him with his own shirt. Now, she's yelling at him.

"Wit, Demons just got his own way of dealing with things." Poison said, flapping his wings and putting a hand on Wits shoulder. She shrugged it off; Kit must have seen what was coming and took Crush from Demon. Wit surged forward quickly and punched him hard in the face. He felt warm blood seep from his nose and down into his mouth. He wiped it, so he didn't have to taste the ickly stuff.

"What the hell was that for!?" He shouted, seeing her flinch.

"For you being a jerk!" She yelled back. He flew towards her slightly only to be stopped by Poisons wings, blocking Wit. "No! Move Poison! If he's going to hit me, let him! Let him be a big man! Let's see it!" She yelled, pushing Poison and sticking her chin out. Demon was more aware of what was going on now, and not blinded by anger. He turned and flew forward, slowly so they could keep up.

"I think you gave him a good taste of his own medicine." Nudge said. Max just looked shocked.

"Do they do that often?" She asked, sounding like she was behind him by far.

"No, usually it's the guys that get into fist fights. Girls are usually the ones to break us up. Crush got hit once, and now she never let's Wit break us up," Kit mused, remembering. Demon remembered that day really well. It was an accident. Demon and Poison had been fighting about a prank Poison had pulled that left Demon drenched in ink. They were fist fighting, street fighting, whatever you'd want to call it. Crush and Wit were running to stop them, and just as Demon swung his left fist, it hit Crush right in the eye. She didn't cry, she just looked shocked. And then teleported to her room. Smooth, he thought, real smooth. Let the youngest one beat you up. Then again, I can't exactly hit her. Well, I could, but I really don't want to. I do value my life and motor skills. He looked behind him; Crush was flying by herself again. She looked depressed and wasn't talking to anyone. He slowed down and let everyone go in front of him. Wit smacked her wing against his head. Demon sighed and flew next to Crush contently, feeling scared that she'd fall again.

"What happened?" Crush asked, sounding emotionless. So unlike her.

"There was just a slight flight fight." Demon said.

"Lemme guess, Poison hit you? Then you hit him?" Crush guessed, raising an eyebrow.

"No, Wit hit me and I"- she cut me off.

"Did you hit her?!" She clenched her fists, ready to hit him again. Demon shook his head quickly, wiping the blood off his face.

"No, I flew away, thank you very much. I have some self control you know." Demon sighed, looking away. He felt a warm hand on his shoulder and shivered, wanting nothing more than to reach up and touch her hand.

"Good. It's nice to know. What did you do? Wit never hits people…" Crush said, amused now.

"I was just…being sarcastic. She asked if we were going to get Piper. I mean, how hard is it to figure out that of course we are going to get our friend?! She's not four years old anymore and she needs to grow up!" Demon hissed, looking to Crush for help. She was always the one to calm him down. That was just how it was. Even when they were in cages. She was right next to him and was always right, though he didn't want to admit it.

"She misses her and she's scared. What do you think she's going to do? Be all peppy and happy?" Crush said, defending her friend.

"No, because not everyone is like you." Demon grumbled, flying forward. He heard Crush sigh and shake her head.

"Do you know where your friend is?" Max asked from beside him.

"No, I can only see what her environment looks like. And would you know where she is? Never been in a cell that looks familiar?" He shot, looking at Piper again. She was angry now, yelling something at a wall. She was chained by the ankle and was glaring down at a plate of what was probably supposed to be food. She looked dangerously skinny. Oh, Piper. You're so stupid. In his opinion, Piper was stupid. She always did things that would never get her anywhere. She never got angry unless someone was hurt or on their death beds. She only got even. And if you wanted to mess with her, better believe she'll fight dirty before you declare that you'll fight her. Something like that. But you also better believe that she was always the first to say "Take me first! Here, I wanna see you try big guy!" When David said he was going to do an experiment. It was funny, cause he never wanted to start with her, he wanted to start with Kit, but Piper was too tough for that, wasn't she? Back to the present.

"Actually, I was once in [enter place Max was captive with the girls." Demon felt himself fall a few feet.

"Do you think…?" He asked, feeling light headed.

"Possibly. But not likely. Did that make sense?" She said, looking around.

"Not at all. So where to now, Max?" Angel said, looking up at Max with wide eyes.

"Uh…I think we're going to…France, to get Piper. I think she's in the dungeon that we were in when we saw the director." Max said, looking over to see if she was right. Angel shrugged. Demon sighed.

Wit

Wit was seething. She could feel anger rolling off her in waves. Demon was always taking his anger out on her and she let him! If he would learn to freaking be scared instead of angry, then this wouldn't have happened. She didn't want to be mad at him, but it was impossible with him having an attitude like that! So her only solution was to punch the words out of him. Silly, but effective. Poison didn't want to be near her right now, she could tell. But too bad. He was. She really wanted to apologize, but it was better just to let the subject rest.

"Hey, Wit, why'd you-

"I don't know, Poison. I just did. Now would you rather have a matching bruise or be on my good side?" She asked. Poison put his hands up, obviously choosing choice B.

"Sorry. I just wanted to know. That's all." He said, looking down. Great, just great now two of my best friends hate me. Perfect. This is so nice. Wit thought, tears stinging her eyes. She fought them back, blinking a few harsh times.

"I'm sorry. I guess he really got me mad." Wit sighed.

A few days later, Wit was sitting in a tree, waiting for Kit to come back with a place to stay. It was a warm night, too warm. Poison was asleep next to her, Crush and Demon below her and the other flock was across from them. It was weird, because she could tell they still didn't trust them. What could she do to gain their trust?

Max

I don't know why we were going to [France but we were, and I think I might be too trusting of this new flock. They weren't really a flock though. More like a really broken group of friends. It wasn't pretty. Fang sat on a branch with Iggy, while I was with Angel, and Gazzy and Nudge got stuck together on another one. Total was whining about it being too warm. I sighed. I could really get used to this sleeping in a house every night thing. Fang didn't like it too much, but he really didn't like anything too much. (A/N: Hey, guys, I just had this weird thought. If the voice was Max's dad which happens to be Jeb, then it was him saying that she was growing up, and it was him that was saying that she was crazy about Fang. Isn't that weird? And-I'll shut up and tell ya later…sorry).

"So, if you added that stupid stuff you carry around to the crap Max has in her bag with some hair spray, you would have one major bomb!" Iggy was talking, seeming to be thinking of something to blow up. I don't know why he got so talkative all of the sudden.

"Sure, cool. Yup. Uh-huh." Fang was saying, looking at nothing.

"Dude, that is so un-cool. I already stopped talking. You can stop drooling over Max now." Iggy said, grinning. Fang, still looking forward, smacked the back of his head and rolled his eyes, which were still in a daze. "What'd I do? I mean, I was just speakin' the truth. We're not that stu-

"Shut up." Fang said, looking at the sky. I sighed and looked down to see what Nudge and Gazzy were talking about.

"So we should have gotten a kitten instead of a dog, because we already have had enough of dogs in our lifetime. Not that I don't like Total, because he's nothing compared to an Eraser, but really now. How can we want a dog over a cat? Or why didn't we get a bird?! Cause then it could fly with us, instead of us having to carry it. And I tried to carry Total once, but he was really heavy. My wings didn't like that much. Or, what if …" She continued, but I went on to listening to Crush and Demon across from us.

"When do you think this damn bruise will go away?" Demon asked her.

"I don't know. Maybe next time you'll think before you piss her off." Crush snapped, crossing her arms and turning away. I laughed slightly. Poison was asleep next to Wit, who was staring over at us.

"Guys, I got a place!" Kits' voice made Nudge and Wit fall off of their branches, but before Wit made it to the ground, Poison grabbed her wrist and pulled her back up.

"You guys ready?" I asked my flock. And the others. I really need to come up with something better than 'the others'. It's sad, really.

"Yes!" Nudge exclaimed; the rest nodding. I looked over at Wit and the others, they nodded.

"Uh…I think it's going to storm pretty bad tonight." Demon said quietly.

"And how would you know that?" Crush asked.
"I dunno, I guessed. Why don't you ask Wit? She can taste the air, and I can sense the storm." Demon laughed. It was weird for me to see him laugh, because for the whole four days I'd known him, he didn't really come off as a joking kind of guy. That seemed to be Poisons job.

"The air? It tastes like…well, it tastes cold and hot. Not good. And it tastes like danger. Yup." Wit said, looking at Poison, whose mouth was open.

"Uh…Wit, that taste is tornado. Have you ever seen one?" He asked gently. Wit looked confused. What did they never watch television in their old house thing?

"Let's get going!" I said, hopping down from my branch. Angel followed me, landing on her feet (unlike me, I landed in a squat, with one hand in front of me to stop me from falling on my face.) and smiling at me. Gazzy jumped down, then Fang and Iggy. Total was in Fangs bag and complaining about the air bugging him. He was whimpering.

"Shut it! We're about to get into a place for the night, so shut up!" I hissed at him.

"Shutting up." He mumbled.

"Uh…it's this way. We can walk, it's not that far." Kit said, walking towards a light. We followed slowly, me picking up the back with Fang.
"Are you still mad at me?" I asked, looking down at the ground.

"Never was." He said, looking forward.

"You acted like it." I accused. He sighed and shook his head, still walking. I saw Wit glance back at me from the corner of her eyes. "They aren't that bad, are they?" I asked him, wondering if he really thought I was doing the wrong thing. If I had to, I'd make them leave. The last time I let someone stay, he left, along with Gazzy and Iggy. We were separated too long, and even though he promised never to leave me like that again, I figured if he could do it once, he can do it again.

"Nope; but I still don't think they're very…trustworthy." Fang said, keeping his pace with mine.

"Why? Because you don't like Wits attitude?" I asked, remembering their glaring contests.

"I just don't trust them." Fang said, meaning yes, that was why. Man, sometimes, we really need to swallow our pride.