I am so, so it took so long, I had writers block and couldn't get a update in, but here it is. And sorry its still so short, I decided to post it now instead of waiting even longer. Well you guys now the drill, Review.

I know Mrs obsession, I've been working on that for a while. And Max isn't sure when Dylan started mocking him, and it was more his flock than Fang, thats why he came so close to ripping his head off, you can mess with Fang, just not his flock. I'm really sorry the chapters are so confusing, with how my mind has been running I'm starting to wonder of my moms putting something in my water, cause I feel like I'm on some kind of counter-productive-anti-hallucination-drug.


I know I sound insane, so surprise there, I had a Voice in my head and my life hadn't exactly been gumdrops and roses, so waking up in a mental institution wouldn't be a surprise to me. Or maybe it would be, the waking up part at least. But there you have it, I'm fairly convinced that I'm insane, your not insane Max. And there of course is reason number one, I have a Voice in my head trying convince me that I'm not insane.

"NOT THE TUNAS!" Not of course like I'm the only one around here with certain... issues. "No tunas Tay, no tunas." I rolled my eyes, apparently this was what Tay was like every night... Fang's flock never even twitched a feather about it. I could hear Iggy and Gazzy in the corner with Ardethian, discussing their latest plot, those four were a team now, I didn't know where Xavier was, but from what I had seen, he was sticking close to Fang, probably because of me.

It was nice to have a house again, and I couldn't deny it, they had quite a place. Fang and the twin's rooms had balcony's, apparently because they went on midnight flights a lot, thats something I remembered about Fang. Nothing calmed him down better than flying during the night, that much about him, didn't seem to have changed. Ratchet still scared me sometimes, it seemed that he could be everywhere at once, because at any point he can appear behind you, Fang had told me that he was trained as a scout, I still didn't quite now what he meant by 'trained', because from my experience, you learn from the times when its life or death, apparently, Fang didn't push them that hard.

I couldn't push aside the feeling that they weren't normal, the only time they ever spoke was to us, and even that was brief, like they weren't used to having to. I didn't know why I even bothered to think about it anymore, it was simple, in someway, they were Telepathic, my only question was how.

I didn't know what I was doing here, I guess I just needed time to think, but things weren't that easy on me, wherever I went, they always seemed to be there, right now, it was only Star. I wasn't sure what I was seeing as I watched Star, her hair lifted by the wind, her lilting voice rising to the wind. I couldn't hear the words, but I understood what it spoke of. Love, heartbreak, friendship, it was so like her. I guess I was learning to understand, all of them.

I felt like I couldn't move, like there was some force holding me there as Taylor landed next to her, her soft, childish voice joining Star's. I felt someone brush my wing and turned, Fang. "Their all I have you know? Ever since I left, it felt like things would never be right again, then I met Ratchet, I guess after that things started to fall into place again. Thats why I haven't been talking to you, I couldn't risk being tempted to go back, they need me." I closed my eyes, I could never have guessed that it was anything like that, but hearing it put that why... I knew that he was right, this was where Fang belonged.

I hated this, I hated losing him. But I understood now, I couldn't keep holding on to him. I remembers that year of crying to sleep every night, I remembered that moment when I just stopped, I thought I had let go, but I could see now... I had never really let him go, and now, I felt like I had to. I heard Star and Taylor's voices fade into silence as I just nodded, I had to let him go.

I didn't speak as I turned, opening my wings. I didn't know why I expected him to just let me go, but he was right there, in front of me as I took off. God, I couldn't even out-fly him anymore, he was almost faster than me now, and certainly faster at the take off. He didn't say anything as he barrel-rolled to my side, we never had learned to do that, I wondered how he had learned.

I watched him out of the corner of my eye, his dark wings glinting midnight blue and purple in the sun, I noticed now how much graceful he was, like he had learned a lot more from the hawks, he probably had. "Why?" That was all I said, he understood. I knew he had explained in his note, but that wasn't enough. I needed to hear it from him. "You know why Max." Apparently, I wasn't going to. I ground my teeth as he folded his wings, dropping from the sky, I let him go, I didn't think I could handle fighting with him again.