Just a reminder, Terra fainted in the last chapter, so that's why she's waking up here. This was originally going to be a filler, but it turned out to be pretty relevant. Without further ado, here's the story.

Terra

I was woken by Talon leaning down to kiss me. It was hard to tell if I was dreaming this, or if this was real…until I felt his leg hit one of my bruises, then the pain told me it was real. Freaking out, I did the only thing I could think of.

"Ew, you perv, get off of me." I screamed, blushing like crazy and throwing him off of me.

"See," Bree said with a smirk. The other part of the pack giggled, "I told you that if you tried to kiss her, she'd come out of it."

I was really pissed off now but more in a humorous sense. I got out of the bed and glared at Bree, who was starting to inch away towards the door.

"BREE… GET BACK HERE! You're gonna get it now!" I screamed.

"No thank you. I like living!" she laughed back.

A comical chase scene ensued, making everyone laugh. Then suddenly, Max came in and totally killed the mood with "Wow, you're doing well for being on the School's most wanted list." Almost immediately, everyone became depressed again.

"Maybe I shouldn't have said that," She said, with just a hint of blush.

"Ya think?" came the universal response from my group. Myself included..

"Well," Max started, "If you're done moping, I need to start teaching you all about basic survival skills."

For the next four hours, Max gave us all a crash on Survival 101. We learned about setting watch shifts for at night, making a fire, which Talon became infatuated with, how to catch food to eat, and how to cook a decent rat. After that, came all the boring stuff about blending in that we already knew. When Max finally finished, I could hear everyone either yawn or breathe a sigh of relief.

"What are you all relaxing for?" Max said in annoyed tone that made me a little wary, "There's still the final test."

"Final test?" I asked hesitantly, pretty sure I wasn't going to like the answer.

It turns out, the 'final test' sounded quite simple, the Neo-flock goes out in the woods for two days and nights with only the clothes on our backs. On the final night, Max and the others would try to sneak up and attack us, to simulate Erasers and Hunters.

I could tell that it was going to be an interesting experience and an excellent chance for revenge for the whupping Max's Flock gave us when we first met. Me and the rest of the flock flew off into the deepest part of the woods surrounding the house and tried to remember all the things Max tried to teach us. Needless to say, it was painfully evident that we were going to be lacking in the survival department for a while.

"How did Max say to start a fire?" Demi asked.

"She said to rub two sticks together and try to light some tinder, like leaves or something." Juli answered.

"I'll make the fire you guys," Talon said, looking eager, "go ahead and relax. I'll have it lit in no time."

If anyone else on this planet knows more ways to rub two sticks together, I'd like them to talk to Talon. He must have spent hours rubbing the sticks furiously in different ways until he finally got a small flame going.

"I did it!" he screamed when the little flame sprung to life, "I AM THE MASTER OF FIRE!"

"Um, Master of Fire," I said, stifling my laughing, "a breeze just blew your fire out."

Talon cursed so violently, Juli and I had to hold Lexis' and Zell's ears to prevent their pure, innocent minds from being corrupted. He sat back down and grumbled, re-starting the fire while the rest of us divided the watch.

"I'll take the first watch," I said, "Talon might be the best for the job, but he's too tired from making the fire."

"Dang right I am!" Talon grumbled from where he was squatting, "I lost feeling in my arms hours ago."

"Right," I said, "I'll take the first watch, Demi, you'll take the second, Juli will take the third, and Talon will take the last shift."

"What about me?" Bree whined, "Why didn't I get a shift?"

"Oh," I said with a devilish grin, "you're going to be much too tired after catching and making dinner to keep watch."

"Oh okay, that makes-" she said, "Wait...what?"

"Make us something good Bree!" Zell said.

"Why me?" she moaned.

Bree had a little trouble at first, but after Talon gave her some hunting tips, Bree managed to catch four wild birds that were unlucky enough to be on the ground. By then, Talon had managed to make his fire suitable for cooking. While the birds were cooking, we sat around the fire in silence. We all knew what the awkward tension was caused by…our escape. I was sure everyone was staring at me, even though I never looked up.

I knew why they were staring. I mean, who doesn't want to stare at a monster? They had all seen the massacre at my hands, and they all feared me because of it. Or did they? They were my family right? They would still love me no matter what, right? I needed to see their faces to know the truth, even if that truth killed me. I slowly raised my eyes and looked around.

The only person looking in my general direction was Talon, and I was pretty sure that was only to avoid looking at Demi, who never let his eyes off Talon. I could see something in both of their gazes; Demi's a hint of concern and pressure, Talon's a desire to be left alone thinly veiled by a calm face.

I could only see these things because I had known these two guys since forever, and I always know when something is up between them. I was about to grab Talon and go someplace alone so I could make him explain what happened, but then I remember that whatever he did paled in comparison to what I did, so who was I to give advice?

"Terra?" Lexis asked from the other side of the fire with a worried tone, "is something wrong?"

Now all eyes were on me, and they would remember what I had done and hate me.

"No sweety," I lie, "I'm just thinking, that's all."

"She's probably just thinking of revenge for the way we woke her up this morning," Bree snickered beside me.

She then proceeded to pucker her lips and lean towards me with her arms wide open. Everyone burst into quiet laughter, and I surprised myself when I started laughing too. How could I have doubted my flock, the people who would have my back no matter what.

"That reminds me," I said, grinning mischievously at Bree, "COME HERE YOU!"

I grabbed Bree in a headlock, then noogied her head until she begged for mercy. Now there was nothing that could keep down the laughter that ensued, so we just laughed as loud as we wanted. For some reason, the bird we accidentally let burn on the fire still tasted good. I think it was the fact that for the first time in a while, we had all laughed without some new fresh hell ruining it.

As everyone else got settled in to sleep, I made my way to the nearest tall tree, used my wings to help me leap fifteen feet to a relatively high branch, and settled myself in for the first watch. As Max had explained to all of us, keeping watch was one of the most important, and the most boring jobs we had to do. I followed her advice and set up a pattern; fast three-sixty, slow three-sixty, listen fifteen minutes, slow three-sixty, repeat. This at least kept my mind occupied for the first few hours, but when it eventually became routine, then my thoughts wandered.

By now, everyone else was asleep, albeit lightly; Max had instilled us with paranoia that she said would keep us safe. As I kept my eye on everything, my mind kept flashing back to when I slaughtered those Erasers back at the School. I remembered their screams of pain, and later on, their screams for mercy.

I was genuinely scared. Not that I had slaughtered those Erasers even though they pleaded with me to spare their lives, but what scared me was the realization that I had enjoyed it. All that power, speed, bloodlust, I had wanted it more than anything. I stared at my right hand and watched as I transformed it back and forth from wolf paw to human hand and back again.

I knew now that my flock would always have my back, no matter what…but what if I couldn't be trusted to cover their backs? I went berserk back at the School, and who knows what could have happened if one of my pack had tried to stop me. My mind took these thoughts and assaulted me with images of my pack, mutilated by my hands.

After my watch was over, I hopped down and woke Demi up quietly. I knew I wouldn't sleep a wink that night, because the only thought my mind kept thinking of was what would eventually happen if that primal fury was accidentally released at my pack…I mean flock. I was already starting to think like a mindless, bloodthirsty wolf, so how much longer until I started killing like one?

AN: Troubling Thoughts in Terra's head...so many things happening…But luckily, there's an opportunity for fun just around the corner! Can anyone say…BEACH PARTY? XD