I'm kind of bored right now, decided to write. I'm still nt completely sure which story to do. I think I may do a totally different story. A Motal/Tax story. Total is caught, Max goes to save the day, whitecoats mess with Total, and Toal can turn human and becme almoost hotter than Fang. d yu see where I'm heading.

I own no one but a few characters.

Max's Pov

"Thrust your arm out, and curve. If yu throw your arm right, yu can land punch to his jaw, and stun him. When stunned, take the chance and land a kick to the chest. This should open the oppertunity, of over powered, get to saftey, or to help a friend." I watched as Fang parted his legs and slowly moved his right arm out.

"Now avoiding punch is simple. Duck downward to the side. It might even be a good idea to rip your opponet's leg out from under him. You grab around the thigh and jerk. Easy. But be careful. Your attack could counter-act." , Fang wrapped his arm around my thigh and jerked. I bended over, and slammed my elboow on his spine.

He gasped under me. I backed away, and stared at him. I looked up too me and smirked.

"What?" I asked. He shook his head. I turned to the kids watching. I narrowed my eyes, making them become uneasy.

"Never, let your opponet get the upper round. Fake hurt, fake weakness, trick your oppnets mind. Remember that."

It been nine hours already, just training. Iggy and Gazzy, plus a few skilled campers, made least hundreds of bombs. How they all plan to pack it from here to Canada, I don't know.

I looked out to the strawberry field, our border, and sighed. I wish I could go back, to the time Angel was captured. I miss just being on the run.

"Max?" Fang said, breaking me from my daze. I turned to him, his forehead crinkled in worry. "You okay?"

"Yea. I'm fine." I lied. Fang saw it. He saw how stressed I was, and how tired. Fang hugged me and placed a kiss on my forehead.

"Go take a nap. Care for our baby. Do something besides, this. I can handle it, I promise."

"Fang, we have a week left to train, before we start moving forward. I am leader, not baby sitter."

"Go. I'm not taking 'no' for an answer. Love you Max, and I love Alex, but you are going to be a useless bag of stress. Go Max. Now." , he ordered sternly.

When I closed my eyes, dreams replaced reality. I saw a boy, maybe 17 or 18, shake the door of his cage.

"Alex! Don't do this! The people you are leading this army to, did nothing! They're your family!"

"Father said not to trust anyone but him and his friends. Are you a friend?" A soft voice asked from a corner.

"Why the hell, would I be that monster friend?! All he does is bring death to his ememies and even his friends! He's makeing you a monster! Please! Just believe!"

"You are no friend. Either fight with my army," The voice paused. Alex, 17 year old Alex, walked into the light. "Or die in here. One word to my father, and you will never see the light of day."

"Alex, I know your family means everything to you. That monster is not your father. Fang. He is your dad, your mother never left you. Max and Fang, and they're first child, Alex." Alex showed no sympathy.

"I have no family, but my father."

"Your brother Alex. Remember your brother. From birth, you have been together. I've read notes Alex. Even at the age of 2, you were protective over him. What about your brother?" , the boy tried. Alex's cold eyes flashed. She looked guilty, and sad. She squeezed her eyes, and opened them again, ice in her eyes.

"Choose now. Will you fight, or not?" , she asked icly. The boy balled his fist and glared. He slammed his fist on the door, blue wings soon encircling Alex. He pressed her up on a wall.

"Remember Alex, remember your brother, your mother, your father. Your army will fall, you will fail. Wake Alexandra. Wake up. Wake up."

My eyes popped open. The flock stared at me, Fang shaking me.

"Time to wake up, Max. Wake up." , he crooned.

Angel, did you see?

No! What happened Max? Someone blocked me!

I don't know. I'll tell you later.

"Lunch time is starting soon, if you're hungry." , I stated. I nodded my head, knowing he could hear me.

My baby, my Alex, was 17. They ruined her childhood, given an army to lead. She's not even ready to fight in an army, much less lead it.

Haven's Pov

Alex glared at me, her arms shoving uslessly agaisnt my chest. I gripped her wrists to the wall.

"Get off me!" , she yelled. I brought my face close to hers and she froze. I stared into her cold obsidian orbs. I remember seeing something, her eyes were like her dad Fang.

"No." I breathed. She really was pretty. Her hair was blond, and freckled dotted her pink cheeks. She filled out, and I had to remind myself I was now older and fell for pretty girls like her. She was beautiful really, with brown and white wings, black streaks here and there.

"I am not of that monsters friend," , I whispered. "but yours. Don't lead this army, Alex, run. Get back to your familly, Alex, they miss you."

"No! I have no family. I am a leader! I lead great armies to victory!" Her voice was proud, but weak.

"You lead the victory of losing, Alex. I will stand by your side, always, I will protect you, but I will not fight against a winning enemy. Remember Alex." I brushed my thumb on her bottom lip, before bringing it to her forehead. I pushed her to sleep, and watched her eyes closed. I caught her, as she went limp.

Now an escape exit. Bars caged the only window. I quickly sat the sleeping girl at my feet. Power rushed through my veins. I tensed my arms, and jerked. My skin ripped, blood trinkled down my arm, metal making scars. Glass shards went flying,as I slammed my fist against the window pane.

I ran to Alex and picked up bridal style. Sirens went off. Okay, no one do this at home. I dropped her out of the window and watched as her body fell. I had to get out quickly, other wise she would break every bone in her body.

I dropped my body out the window, my arms around my chest. Come one. Alex only had mintues.

Come on! Alex! Wake up! Now!

Her eyes popped open, but she showed no fear. Her eyes went wide. I shot down, as her wings whipped out, my arms going around her.

"I got you. It's okay." , I whispered. She struggled to break my grasp, and failed miserably.

"I don't know what you plan to do with me, but I swear I will hurt you as soon as I get the chance."

"I bet you will."

So there you go. A Max pov, and Haven pov. I will do a Motal/Tax story. No one has ever done A Motal story. I've looked.