The Angel's Revenge Chapter 4: Trouble's heading our way, a maximum ride fanfic

Sorry for the uber long update. We just moved and you know its christmas and all. so to be nice im posting two chapters today maybe even more if i have the time.

im still in the need of a beta so if your interested hit me up.

read and review people!

disclaimer: As you know im not an old man that lives in like flordia. so sadly i dont own any maximum ride characters.

claimer: Ashley. and the boy in the photo. well not really hes his own person but i own him in the story. XD

FANG P.O.V

I heard her get in the shower and turn it on. I bet those beautiful brown and black wings look great when they're wet.

"Fang?" "Yeah Iggy?" "Why are you standing in front of the bathroom door?" "No reason." If he could see he would see straight through that lie. "You're lying." Told you. "Who's in there?" I'm definitely not going to tell him who's in there. He would get on me for going soft. "Ashley." Dang it, I need to stop that. "You like her don't you? The emotionless Fang showing feelings. That's a first." Told you. Again. "Iggy stay out of this. It's between me and her." He just stared at me blankly. "Whatever Fang," he muttered walking away. God. Why can't anybody leave me alone?

Damn it. She's coming out of the bathroom. I don't want her to think I'm stalking her. "Too late." Damn. I turned around to see her standing there in a towel. Damn. "Must you cuss so much in your head?" She asked, looking at me with her big, gorgeous, brown eyes. "Uh…I…uh…" Dam…Crap. "You want to move so I can change or do you want me to move you myself?" I would love that. And maybe her towel- "Dream on. The only way this towel is coming of is if I take it off myself. And that's not happening until I get in my room." Crap. "Yay. Fangy used appropriate words. Bye Fang," she said as she walked into her room.

Angel?

Yes Fang?

What is Ashley thinking?

Max said…

Max doesn't have to know.

I can't tell you.

Why?

She doesn't want me to.

Why?

"So I can tell you myself." I turned to the voice and saw Ashley standing there. "What?" Was all I could get out. She pointed to her head and said, "mind reader silly." "Oh yeah." These two word sentences are killing me. "So you want to know what I'm thinking?" All I could get out was a nod. What's wrong with me? I'm turning into someone with feelings. "You know normal people have feelings. Like right now I'm mad at you for trying to get Angel to read my mind. Let's go in here and talk." She led me into a room, which turned out to be mine. "Ashley, what are you doing? Why are we in my room?" "Wow Fang. You haven't changed a bit, besides talking more; your room is as dark and gloomy as you are." "Ashley stop playing. Tell me." "Okay," she sighed. "Well, when I said that I was staying with other experiments, I sorta…lied. I'm staying with my family. My real family." By the way she was looking at me I'm guessing my eyes were the size of dinner plates. "And the reason I have to leave tomorrow is because my brother would kill me if I don't get back by the time I told him." Again, eyes the size of dinner plates. "Brother?" Who knew one of us, besides Max and Iggy, would find their family.

"Oh crap!" I snapped m head towards Ashley who was standing there in shock. "What's wrong?" I was already in a fighting stance ready to fight as many fly-boys as I could. "I left my car at the mall!" Car? Since when? "When I turned sixteen, I bought a car. Unlike you, my parents got me a birth certificate and social security number directly after I was born. So technically I am a legal citizen. I've gone to school ever since I broke out. If I don't get my car, they will tow it and I will be in deep shi-"she looked at me as if she knew I knew what she was going to say. "Don't make me say it, Fang. You know what I was going to say. I'll be back in an hour because it'll take me forty-five minutes to get back here."As she was walking out the door, I grabbed her arm. I can't let her go right after I just got her back. "I'll go with you." She looked at me and sighed, "Fine, grab my bag." And like that we were off. There was no point in telling Max I was leaving. She'll get the point that we're together. Not together as in…You get the point.

"You wish," Ashley said beside me, our wings brushing on the down strokes. I shot her the 'what-are-you-talking-about' look. "You were thinking that if Max sees both of us gone, she'll think we're together. Dream on. Now give me your hand. I gave her a confused look until she said, "you loser, super speed. I want to go faster. Since you're here, I have to fly slower, now grab my and before I leave you here." Of course I was going to grab her hand, it was starting to get dark and I don't want to leave her by herself. "Fangy a widdle chicken?" Even though she was mocking me, she still made me smile. "Nice smile. Since when do you smile?" Have I changed that much? "I've changed a lot since you last saw me." By this time we were near the mall parking lot. Oh God. That can't be her car. She zoomed by me and headed straight for the car. When did she turn so girly? By this time I bet your wondering what car it was. She landed next to her car with such grace, she could make hawks jealous. She dug into her bag and pulled out the keys to her light blue Volkswagen Beetle Convertible. How could she ride in such a small car? Evidently she either read my mind or saw my face because she said, "not all of us can live in big houses and drive huge cars."

"What are you talking about?" I choked out. "Nothing. Just get in the car." I obeyed immediately. Who knows if a fly-boy is going to attack her? "I can take care of myself," she declared as she started the car. I noticed a picture of a blonde guy who sort of reminded me of an older Gasman. "Who's the guy?" I asked, wondering why she had a picture of him in her car. "He's a…friend. A really close friend." So she's got a picture of a guy, who is her friend, in her car. Does that sound strange to you too? "He know about the wings?" Did that just come out of my mouth? She sighed and gripped the steering wheel tighter. "Yes Fang, he knows. His mom is really good friends with mine. Now can we stop talking about him?" I nodded. Can I really be jealous of him? Ashley turned on the radio, obviously annoyed by me and not wanting to hear my thoughts. Secondhand Serenade came on and she started to sing.

The best thing about tonight's that we're not fighting
Could it be that we have been this way before
I know you don't think that I am trying
I know you're wearing thin down to the core

But hold your breath
Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you
Over again
Don't make me change my mind
Or I wont live to see another day
I swear it's true
Because a girl like you is impossible to find
You're impossible to find

This is not what I intended
I always swore to you I'd never fall apart
You always thought that I was stronger
I may have failed
But I have loved you from the start
Oh

So breathe in so deep
Breathe me in
I'm yours to keep
And hold onto your words
Cause talk is cheap
And remember me tonight
When your asleep

Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you
Over again
Don't make me change my mind
Or I wont live to see another day
I swear it's true
Because a girl like you is impossible to find
Tonight will be the night that I will fall for you
Over again
Don't make me change my mind
Or I wont live to see another day
I swear it's true
Because a girl like you is impossible to find
You're impossible to find

Wow. She never ceases to amaze me. Her voice, smile, eyes, laugh, heck her face, automatically make me smile. It all made me forget about the boy in the picture that was her "friend". Yeah right. Dang it I remember him now. Ugh. After about ten to twenty minutes we were home. Pulling into the driveway I could already see max running out to us.

"Where have you been? I thought some fly-boys found you and dragged you away!" She yelled I got out of the car. "Where'd you get the car?" She asked with a puzzled look. "Ashley's." I said going through the front door, not even looking at her, not wanting to talk to anyone actually.

"What's up with him?" I heard her ask Ashley, but that's all I heard because I slammed my door.

MAX P.O.V.

Something's up with Fang and I intend to find out. He's been moody ever since SHE came here.

Now Max, is that anyway to treat your guests?

Now before you think that was Angel or Ashley, you're wrong. It was my Voice. Not me talking in my head but another. What? You don't have one? Well you're not a bird-kid now are you?

Voice not now.

If you want a future you might want to treat her nicely.

Why? She just left us there earlier.

She's more than you think.

You mean she's not a backstabber who left us all, especially Fang, to suffer? I doubt it.

She had her reasons.

Like what?
You'll find out.

Great. He's not going to tell me. Like always. I didn't tell you? The man behind the Voice is Jeb/ my father. That's right. My father. He's not the picture of the perfect dad either. Back to the Fang thing. I walked to his door and knocked. I heard nothing so I walked in. What I saw shocked me. Or what I didn't see for that matter. Fang was gone!

Muhhahah. Evil cliffie. not really. youll find out what is going to happen in the next chapter. XD