So we're finally getting back to Fang: Part Three. This starts out with Fang and Jeb having a heated discussion. I don't know where it will go yet, but I'll just let it flow into something. It takes place months after Max 'died.' Oh, and if you need an amazing depressing movie, I just watched Remember Me, with Robert Pattinson in it. It's AMAZING! But it's for older teens, definitely not for ppl that are like, 13-14 years old. Anyway….

"Fang, I've been over this with you before: Max died weeks ago." Jeb lied. He and Fang were in Dr. M's living room, Fang was standing in the middle of the room, with Jeb leaning casually against the wall. The flock was spread out sitting in various parts of the room. "Unless you can give me proof that she's alive, than I would keep my mouth shut and begin the healing process."

"Give me proof that she's dead first." Fang challenged.

Jeb sighed and took a long look around the room before he took out a small cream envelope, opening it before withdrawing a small item that was in the shape of a circle. It was gold, with colored stones placed in it.

Fang practically sprinted forward. "Where did you find this?" he asked as he snatched the ring from Jeb's hand. "You're right." He whispered.

"She would have never just handed it over Fang." Jeb told him quietly. Another lie of many, which were mounting up faster and heavier everyday. Jeb nodded and shuddered at the memory.

FLASHBACK: Max was sitting on the windowsill when Jeb went in the room. "Hey, I need to ask you for a favor."

Max jumped up. "Sure, I'd do anything for you. Especially since whatever trust I had in you before is now shot because you promised me that I would have been out of here months ago." She rolled her eyes.

"This is actually important Max, and it does have something to do with you getting out of here."

She rolled her eyes again. "Tell me Jeb, since you are keeping me here, how are those plans for saving the world coming?" she taunted.

"Actually this is part of it." Jeb said, looking her straight in the eye. "Max, I need the ring."

"What ring?" Max asked.

"The ring that Fang gave you." Jeb clarified.

Max took several steps back, until she hit the wall. "No. Way. In. Hell." She said really slowly, getting her point across. "And that reminds me, since you are planning to save the world without me, go ahead and enjoy yourself there."

"You are still going to be a part of saving the world Max – "

"No Jeb I'm not…If I can't control how everything will go, I won't do it at all. I know that sounds vain, but this is my mission. Nobody else is fulfilling it." I told him.

Jeb stood silent for a moment, unsure about what to say. Max took his silence he wrong way.

"Fine." She said, sliding her ring off and tossing it to him. "Take it. You have taken everything else from me." END OF FLASHBACK.

"This isn't the real ring." Fang told Jeb. "The ring I gave Max was smaller; this one would have fit on her thumb." Fang said, handing the ring back to Jeb, where he turned it over in his hands with wonder in his eyes.

Fang wasn't about to give up so easily. He stomped out of the room, unnaturally loud for him. Max was walking next to him. He knew it; he could feel her presence in everything he did. When he eat, he could practically hear her munching on cereal next to him, when he was asleep he could feel her hugging herself close to him. But he couldn't see her anymore. She didn't even talk to him anymore.

Nudge tapped him on the shoulder. "I'll still go to New York Fang." She told him, her big brown eyes looking misty.

Fang patted her head, shaking his head. "I think I am going to have to go at this alone." He said, walking to his room. Nudge disappeared down the steps, and Fang had his back to Max's door when he heard a loud squeak.

He looked over his shoulder at her now-open bedroom door. He and Iggy had silently put in a new wall and ceiling so the room was protected from the elements. It was an unspoken rule that no one was allowed in Max's room anymore, the pain you endure from it would be too great and everyone would need to get over her death all over again.

But Fang went in anyway. He walked to the bed where he saw a glint of gold, nestled on top of a blue sheet of paper. Max's handwriting was on it.

Dear Fang, I understand what you're telling me. You aren't going to save me anyway. Oh well. I'll get out Fang, but don't expect me to come back to you. Why should I when you obviously don't care about me? Take the ring back; I don't need another reminder of your empty promises. –Max

This was the real ring. How Max tricked Jeb into thinking that he had the real one Fang didn't know, he just knew that he had proof and he had a logical reason to go to New York.

He put the ring in the box that it had come in that Fang always had in his pocket as he bounded down the steps, taking them three-at-a-time. He slapped the note down on the table in front of Jeb.

"There is your proof." Fang fumed. "I just found it. If anyone else wants to come with Nudge and I, we're going to New York." Fang said, getting his backpack out of the closet as Nudge followed behind him.

They took off into the night, and soon Nudge talked. "Where are we going in New York?" she asked.

Fang looked behind him and saw the rest of the flock catching up to them. "Well, we need to stop by the Bronx."

"What's there?" Iggy called.

"There's just some unfinished business I have to take care of there." Fang whispered, not knowing if they heard him.


Twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three…the door to my 'room' opened. I pulled my back up off the floor and propped my elbows up on my knees. "What do you want Jeb?"

"One day. You have my word on that Max. Your note was genius." Jeb told her, smiling in a comforting way.

"Wait, my note? What note? I didn't write a note." I said, shaking my head while standing up.

"The note you wrote to Fang, leaving your ring on it." Jeb clarified.

I shook my head again, feeling horror grip me and hold me tightly. "Jeb, I gave you the fake ring, but this is the real one." I pointed to my right hand, where the real ring was still on my ring finger. "Do you think someone is trying to hurt the flock?"

Jeb looked down at the floor and crossed his arms. He looked back up at Max. "I don't know Max, but maybe I should let you out of here, take you somewhere safe."

"What? But the flock would come here for nothing." I pointed out.

"I'll get in touch with them."

The lights in the room went out, and the emergency lights went on seconds later. "Jeb, I'm having a really bad case of déjà vu right now." I told him, remembering the day I was taken from Mom's house. The door behind Jeb burst open and people came in, and soon there were guns pointed to both Jeb's head and mine.

"Talk when we tell you not to, and we pull the triggers." One of the men said. The emergency lights cast an eerie red glow everywhere.

One man grabbed me by the waist and threw me over his shoulder, and another put Jeb in hand-cuffs and then pushed him out, taking me with them. I hoisted myself up, so I didn't have a stranger's butt in my face and saw another man looking right in my eye as he said, "Time for the mutant to die." Then everything went dark.

Let's hope Fang gets there in time. Review please.