WASSUP GUYS? So I finally moved and I'm kinda bored so I decided to work on this chapter… I didn't get that many reviews the last chapter and I have admit, I was bummed, and I really was. SO REVIEW OR I'LL HAUNT YOUR DREAMS UNTIL THE DAY YOU DIE! ….anyways….yeah…so hears so answers to some questions…
Derpy Walrusness: Just had to say…awesome name…
Miss Fallen-Talent: I look forward to your kidnapping
Anyways….enjoy….
Max's POV
Only to have a hand curl around my mouth to muffle my scream. "I have neighbors you know." It was obvious that Fang was pissed at my reaction. But who wouldn't when someone you meet only a few weeks ago whips out a pair of 20 foot, midnight colored wings, feathers and all.
My eyes were still wide as I stared at his…wings. They were only out so far because his living room wasn't large enough to fit his extra appendages. Seeing as I calmed down, Fang dropped his hand from my mouth and stepped back only to curl in his wings a second later from self-consciousness.
"You have wings." I whispered into the air.
He rolled his eyes. "No, I never noticed them before."
"Wait a second." My head whipped around trying to figure this out. "What does this have to do with me?" I looked up at him and saw the pain that reflected in his eyes. It wasn't for him though. Fang decide that he should sit down when he told me so I scooted over on the couch to make room.
He sighed. "Max…" he groaned. "There are a lot of reasons why this involves you but right now you need sleep. I don't want to dump all of this shit on you at once. What kind of person would I be if I did that?" He looked down on me with hooded eyes.
"A helpful one." I muttered dejectedly. He sighed.
"I'll tell you more about it tomorrow when you've rested." I looked up at him at the end of his sentence.
"Why do I get the feeling that you're telling me I need to stay here?"
"Because that's exactly what I'm doing." Fang stood up from the sofa and stepped into the other room which happened to be the kitchen.
I laughed apprehensively. "Yeah, like that's gonna happen." He didn't say anything at my comment and I took that as a bad sign.
"I'm not gonna just let you leave after you found out my biggest secret while you're still shocked about it." He turned around to face me and pointed at my dazed appearance for emphasize. He walked back into the kitchen and got something to drink before turning to me again.
I shook my head to clear it but it only made me feel dizzier. "I'm not staying here! I have my life I have to get back to!" I explained hysterically, trying not to mention that I had a baby sister at home that I was protecting.
Fang's eyes closed when he took a deep breath and slid open once more to look at my angered expression. "Max, I know you have a little sister, Angel, right? If it makes you feel safer she can stay here to. I have the room for the both of you." I gaped at him. Just a second ago he was shivering in fear of me seeing his wings and now all the sudden he brings up my baby sister that I never told him about and demand we stay here? I barely know this guy!
He walked over to me and lifted my jaw back in place and I felt a hot flush bloom on my cheeks and glared at his figure that was walking to the front door. "You coming?" he yelled to me.
"Where?" I asked warily.
He picked up his keys that were sitting on the table next to the door. "Where gonna go pick up your sister and gather your stuff so you can move into here." My glare intensified.
"There is no way I'm going to let that happen. Especially from a stranger like you."
"Face it Max, I'm not a stranger to you. Not anymore."
Fang's POV
"So…can you like fly? And stuff?" I snorted at Max's blunt statement. "Well, sorry for being curious." She muttered.
"Curiosity killed the cat." I told her gravely. I got punched for that comment but it was worth it. We were walking towards the edge of town and Max was leading me to her house, quite tentatively too. Considering she grew up on the streets, I let it go. I was usually not this open enough with people to let them see my wings, but Max let off this vibe that said 'I don't care how strong you are, I can still beat the shit out of you'. That's what made me trust her so easily. We had the same thinking process and soon enough she would be exactly like me. Well, besides the obvious traits…
Don't get me wrong, I don't wish this fate on anybody. But I couldn't stop the process of Max's wings this far along or at all for that matter. Besides, she was probably injected with the avian serum when she was just a baby and had no recollection about it. I could only help her get through it at this stage.
Max stopped in front of me and I had to break out of my thoughts to realize what she was saying. "When we go in, you have to be quiet. I don't know if Angel is awake or not and she doesn't take well to strangers anyways."
She turned her head to look me in the eyes and I gave her a nod to tell her that I was listening. Max turned around again and shook her head as if she was reassuring herself about something.
We continued ahead for a few minutes in peace. It wasn't one of those awkward silences you typically have but more of a comfortable stillness. Another thing about Max that we had in common: we didn't mind the silence like other people did. We didn't need words to communicate to one another. It was a nice change of pace for once.
I bumped into Max when she abruptly stopped in front of a large tree. She jumped up and grabbed an old and rusted ladder that was above ground a ways that I didn't see before and started climbing upwards. I followed her onto the small porch that was wrapped around the small tree house sitting high up above the ground. Max unlocked the door and it slowly creaked open. A blond little head popped out behind a couch and her blue, innocent eyes widened at the extra person in the tree house before ducking out of sight.
Max called out to the little girl. "Angel, I want you to meet someone. He's going to help us." I blanched at the lovable tone of voice she used. How could a girl like Max-hard as stone and sarcastic as ever- change her identity as quick as a snap of a finger for only one person? She and her sister must have been pretty close. Which makes sense because Max was the little girl's mother figure for most of her life.
The little girl – Angel – poked her head up again and stared at Max for a moment before launching over the couch towards Max. She clung to the older girls legs and looked up at me frightfully. Max bent down and lifted Angel into her arms and whispered something into her ear. "This is Fang, it's a bit confusing but he wants to help us out and live with him in his apartment. He's a good guy." I think, her eyes told me. It would take more than a few days to gain both of the girls trust.
Angel had her head buried in max's hair but she rotated her head to watch me. She decided I was worthy enough and grinned up at me. I gave her a small smile in return.
Max determined it was time to get ready and told Angel to gather all of her things in a bag. "She's adorable." I told Max.
"Yeah, she really is something." She was watching Angel pack with a distant look on her face. I gently nudged her shoulder and she shook her head before looking up at me questionably.
"You should probably get ready." I told her softly.
"Oh, uhh. Right." She walked over to where Angel was and put a few things in a backpack before kneeling down and helping Angel. It looked like Max sacrificed everything for Angel. It was Angel that looked the most fed, had the most clothes, and that was all Max's doing. She kept Angel in high spirits; she probably considered it her job to make sure that she stayed happy and healthy while trying to conserve all of the purity the little girl had left.
Both sisters stood up with backpacks strapped on their backs and walked over to me. We carefully descended the later and Max picked up Angel when she reached the ground. The little cherub wound her arms around her sister's neck before burrowing into her hair.
Soon enough Angel fell asleep in Max's embrace and we continued on in the quiet forest with the sound of the leaves crunching under our boots to fill the noiseless void.
! TIME SKIP !
I unlocked my door and held it open as Max carried in a slumbering Angel in her arms. "Where can I set her for the night?"
"There's an extra bedroom to the right of the living room. That's probably where you guys will stay unless you want my room. I mean I can sleep on the cou-" She interrupted my rambling.
"Fang, that's fine. Where not gonna kick you out of your own bed too. We sleep on the same bed at night anyways." Max looked over at my flustered face, amusedly might I add, before walking into the bedroom with her sister. She seemed a lot calmer since we went back to get Angel and she fell asleep in Max's arms.
I sighed tiredly and sat on the couch to wait for Max to come out. I heard a soft click of a door being shut and Max padded her way over to the couch in bare feet and pajamas. Before she could sit down I stood up from my slouched position to say goodnight.
I was surprised when to wiry arms wrapped their way around my torso and Max's head was nestled neatly into my chest. "Thank you, Fang. You don't know how much this means to us. G'night." I was too shocked to reciprocate the hug but it was short anyway. Her warmth disappeared when she walked back towards the spare bedroom and I stood in the middle of the floor thinking of how odd it felt to be enveloped by a person who's trying not to kill you.
I suppose there's a first for everything though.
I shook my head to free the bizarre thoughts and decided to go to bed myself. I dragged myself to the room I occupied and fell onto the mattress. Soon enough sleep came to me and I plunged into a cloud of - for once - good dreams.
Anonymous POV
The plan was finally coming together. In a few weeks I would possess all of the members of the flock. The two experiments where meshing well together and the others were in isolation tanks until the time comes to capture the three freed ones.
I watched the computer screen eagerly as the girl wrapped her arms around the dark haired one. Before long, they will realize why they were put on this earth. It was their destiny to fulfill the mission that no one else could. The six genetically altered children will be the greatest creations the world will ever know.
In due time, that is.
There you guys go, the…seventh (I think) chapter of Fighting Dirty in the Fighting Grounds. Hoped you liked it. It's a filler chapter but important none the less. Angel finally met Fang and he showed Max his wings. But that was slightly in the last chapter too… oh well. Look forward to the next chapter and I want people guessing on what's gonna happen next. If you get it right or even give me a great idea, you get a virtual, shirtless Fang…they're in high demand…
This chapter had a total of 2,127 words…I'm getting better…WooHoo
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