A/N: So it's been awhile eh? I've been so busy with track and stuff. Plus I've been reading a ton lately. I recommend 'The Cabinet of Curiosities' by Douglas Preston and Lincoln Child. Oh Agent Pendergast… Now back to the note, I apologize for the delay and I love all of you supporters with all my heart but you can't all beg me to have Fang stay true to Max. This is where the good love-ish drama part comes in friends. I ship Max/Fang all the way, but I need a story here.

Oh, Fang's P.O.V. and Max's take place on the same day in this chapter. They're outside of the mine while they're inside. Funky eh?

Chapter Three: Surprise

Fang's P.O.V.

"I did that time," I muttered quietly.

I took a deep breath before continuing forward, what did we just get ourselves into?

I spun back toward the flock, "Stay here," I warned. Blaze and Sonya nodded obediently. Tex and Harley looked disgusted. But I was the leader and they needed to listen

I sighed before trudging forward and deeper into the mine. I'll admit it; I was a tad scared about what I'd find. I felt something brush the back of my neck and spun quickly.

"Harley, I told you to stay!" I hissed. I glared at her. She gave me an innocent look. Those damn bambi blue eyes.

"Sorry, I couldn't let you do this alone!"

Whatever happened to listen to the leader? We weren't playing a game here. I had to understand that they've never been in a situation like this.

"Fine, whatever just stay quiet," I hissed before turning and continuing to creep down the long hallway.

It felt like we walked for hours, trudging along and dragging our feet. Then, we saw light. Harley spotted it first.

"Look Fang!" she whispered loudly. "It's a cavern…I think."

I quickly led her into the cavern and we were instantly blinded. The light was intensely hot. I was caught, like deer in headlights.

"Why, Fang. It's been awhile hasn't it?"

"Who are you?" I screamed as my skin started to sweat.

"Only your favorite flock member. I used to read your thoughts. Remember how you used to love me more," the voice seethed.

I was drenched in sweat when I felt the pinch of a needle.

"Harley," I whispered, trying to grab her before the ground rushed up to meet me.

Max's P.O.V.

I was in the driver's seat of our 2004 Chevy Lumina. Sure, this would have still been in good condition back in the day. But now it was considered a junker.

"Why did they have to call today! I mean, I got to 2nd base!"

"Gasman, shut it," I warned as we sped back to our Colorado home to get the rest of the gang. I didn't want to hear about my little guy's sex life.

"Why didn't we just fly?" the young blond boy complained.

"I didn't want to leave the car as Rosaline's house," I retorted quickly. I swerved onto our road; cutting off an oncoming pickup up who quickly flipped me the bird. How pleasant.

"Max, you're gonna kill us!" Gazzy cried loudly, gripping onto the door.

"We're almost there, shut it!" I warned again.

Our car skidded to a halt out front of the house. Nudge and Iggy stood there with two bags at their feet.

"Nice to see you made it," Nudge commented with a bright smile.

"Where's Dylan?" I asked quickly after I counted heads.

"Here!" came a deep voice from inside the house. He carried another bag and a bright smile.

"Okay, we ready to head out?" I asked the group.

"As ready as I'll ever be," Gazzy replied sourly. Oh, young love. If only he knew.

I ran towards the trees surround our house and snapped out my wings, taking to the air. We were off.

I flew out in front, with Dylan to my right and Nudge to my left. Gazzy and Iggy brought up the rear.

I filled them in on the location we were heading too, Nudge had already known since I had her do some research on the place.

"We're off to Bearcreek, Montana," I announced to my flock.

"Where's that at?" Gazzy shouted over the wind.

"Uh Montana," Iggy retorted intelligently.

I ignored the quarrel as I soared ahead. I loved feeling the wind in my face and being free. No stupid ex-boyfriends to hold me back from what I wanted to do.

"Max, why do they call us on that certain phone?" Dylan asked as he soared up beside me. Oh no, I hated giving this speech.

"Well," I started, "we're all publicity stunts, they like how the 'flock saves the world' and what not. Yeah, there are actually evil people, or whatever you'd call them. The government is just too lazy to take care of them and think it's cool that mutated kids do it. We swoop in when there's actual danger. Usually the flock gives up or something. It's really stupid."

"What if they didn't give up?" Dylan asked again. It was getting annoying with the questions, didn't he ever catch on?

"I've never been in that situation; maybe it's a trap or something. But that's never happened."

Dylan didn't respond. Max went back to thinking to herself. Maybe this mission would be a quick one. Montana was pretty close to Colorado. Maybe a day trip up, then save this dumb flock, and then trip back. Maybe they'd head over to Utah and ski some.

"Bearcreek, dead ahead," announced Nudge.

"Where do we started looking first?" I questioned our little computer genius.

"I'd say in the mines, they were shut down a long time ago. It'd be a perfect headquarters for a villain and their diabolical plan."

"Then to the mines!" Iggy shouted loudly with a grin on his face.

The mines weren't hard to locate, they were a few miles outside of Bearcreek. There were practically signs pointing us there the whole way. We stopped to take a look at the memorial of the miners who died in an explosion.

"These names are so….old fashion," Gazzy observed.

"Well it's not every day you see people named like us," I retorted and quickly rolled my eyes.

We walked down the worn path towards Mine #3. It was a rocky, short trip.

"The rock covering the entrance was moved," Dylan said, eyeing the spot in the ground where the rock used to sit. It was now a located off to the side of the path.

"Someone's been here," I said biting my lip, "let's head inside."

We crept inside the hole leading down into the mines. Gazzy went first, leading the crowd. I was right after him.

"Oof!" It almost happened to quick to be seen, Gasman was attacked.

"Who are you?" I hissed loudly, my head on a swivel. Whoever had just punched Gazzy in the gut was going to get their ass kicked.

"I have a better question, who are you?"

They came out of the shadows, two boys and one girl.

"You're the flock that needs help?" I asked with confusion.

"Who said we needed help?"

A/N:Not a very good place to end but I have to go mow the lawn. And so they meet. Angel is there, is she the evil villain? I foreshadowed a bit, my first time ever, did ya catch it?

And so we go.