Ok. I have some questions to answer here. First off, this book does not take place after The Final Warning. My pervious book, Wings, Weapons, and Whitecoats, was a replacement for the Final Warning, cause let's face it ...it was pretty bad. No offense JP. Question #2: Her eyes were more vampirish red than bloodshot red. I know,corny, but I like it better than the whole bloodshot deal. ( and I'm a twilight fan! hehe...XD )

Ok, another thing. I'm going to make a deal with you. I am one paragraph into Chapter 10, I don't believe it will be finished anytime soon. So, instead of making you waiting, I'm giving you Chapter 9 now, so you can wait a little longer for Chapter 10, k? Good. It's just with school starting (ahh!) and everything, it will be ALOT harder for me to post chapters. BUT. But, I will do it as much as I can. Believe me, I prefer this Fanfic stuff to school work!

-MandKxo

Chapter 9:

MAX POV:

I don't know how long I cried for. It could have been minutes, could have been hours, days even. I wouldn't know. I was so out of it. A war could of broken out merely a hundred yards away from me and I wouldn't of noticed. Slowly, my sobs changed to shuddered breaths and I moved away from the tall Oak that had been supporting me.

The crying was over, now it was my thoughts to take care of. So many questions were swimming around inside my head I thought it was going to explode.

What had happened back there?

I knew what had happened, why had it happened I had no clue. For some reason I had lashed out at Fang. I mean, yes, it annoyed me that they were so concerned and protective of me, but I wasn't that annoyed to start screaming like a banshee. So, why did I lose control of my anger like that? Another question I think I could answer. Like Fang said, the poison was doing this. Turning and twisting my emotions every which way. It only made sense. What other explanation could there be?

And then, Angel's voice ringed in my ears.

"Max…your eyes…they're red!"

It hit me then. I was dangerous. If I had waited a second longer back at the house with Fang, I would of killed him. Ripped him apart to shreds. Sure, I was calm now, but what if one of the others did something that annoyed me? Would I lash out at them? Would I kill them? Most likely, yes.

My hands were trembling now as I reached to pull my windbreaker even closer to my body. I needed to leave. For now anyway. Until Jeb found an antidote to the poison in my body.

If he can find an antidote. A small voice in the back of my head thought snidely.

I ignored the nagging voice in the back of my head, and took off into the air. I would leave a note, telling them, no begging them, not to come looking for me. I would tell them that I was to return, and not to worry. I would meet Jeb, have him give me the antidote alone. When I knew I was completely safe, I would return.

I landed in viewing distance of the house, hoping that everyone was asleep. There were no lights on, so so far so good. I walked quietly to the front door and opened it just enough to my body could fit through. Fang was not on the couch, so I guessed he had relocated to another room. I glanced at the microwave clock. It was three in the morning. I had been gone about two hours! And they still hadn't gone looking for me. I guess I did look pretty mad.

I rummaged through the kitchen drawers as gently as I could, afraid to make a sound. I stopped when I had found what I needed. A sheet of stationary and a pen. I took a long breath, opened the pen and began to write.

To My Flock,

I have to apologize for my behaviour tonight. I am so sorry. I did not mean to, and I believe it was the poison inside my body. I also apologize to you about that too. We, being Fang and I, should of told you all the truth right away. I'm sorry, I guess we just didn't want to worry you. From now on, I promise to tell you the truth. Promise.

As for this note, I am writing to tell you that I will be leaving for a bit. I don't know how long, and I won't tell you where, because you will follow me. I think it's best if I keep my distance after what happened tonight. Don't worry, I'll be back.

Sincerely,

Max

P.S Mom, I hope you don't mind, I borrowed your cell phone. Don't think you'll reach me on it though, I won't pick up. It is for other purposes.

I read over my letter again, satisfied. It was apologetic, but not corny. I put it in a small envelope and addressed it to "the flock." Then, I lay it gently down on the table. I grabbed my mom's phone out of her purse, tucked it in my back pocket and ran out the open door. I ran as far as I could without having to fly. When I was a good kilometre away, I jumped into the air, unfurling my wings as I did so. It was then that the tears came. Silent tears, unlike those of before, streaked my face. You're going to see them again. Your going to be fine. Jeb will find an antidote. I told myself over and over again for the next half hour.

As I flew I realized I didn't know where I was going. Where Jeb was, or how I could reach him. Then the little cell phone in my back pocket vibrated.

"First call of the day" I muttered to myself, reaching behind me to retrieve the little cell phone. I glanced at the little caller ID on the screen. It was Dr. Martinez's house number. My bet that it was Fang. Too bad I will never know. I thought glumly, opening the phone and then slamming it back down again without even talking.

"Now, where or where could Jeb be?" I sung to myself quietly. My first thought was at the School in California. I know, it's sad that I thought of that first, but it was a very good chance he was there.

The phone vibrated again and had a sudden thought. I opened it and slammed it shut again, and then reopened it. I went under contacts, under J, and saw Jeb's name. The first on the list. I clicked on it and put it to my ear, waiting silently for it to ring. It rung and rung, and after the third ring, Jeb answered.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Jeb. It's Max."

"Hello, Max. I'm sorry, I haven't found an antidote yet."

"That's fine, I don't need that."

"What?"

"I mean, I don't need that right now. Right now, I need to know where you are. I need to meet you, Jeb. It's important."