AN: Sorry for the delays! You'll know why in the end AN, so read that. Keep reviewing!

(Max POV)

Let me tell you, that bomb went over like a ton of freaking bricks.

If you thought I was serious, I laugh at you.

Everyone started talking at once, and Fang let go of my hips. He still looked murderously angry. I couldn't help but notice how cute he looked when he was like that. Unless that anger was directed at m-

No! Max, don't you dare finish that thought! I scolded in my mind. (AN: There's Miss Stubborn! I've been trying to get her in here for awhile)

At that moment, a voice raised itself above the chaos, asking a question that I definitely didn't want to hear.

"Max? What's up with your shoulder?" Angel chirped.

The room went silent, and I saw them staring at my shoulder curiously. I looked as well and my eyes widened.

Remember that silver mark on my right shoulder? It was around the size of a quarter. The mark I was staring at? It took up my entire shoulder. The thing freaking mutated. It spread like a skin- infesting mold.

The second I find out who gave me this thing, I'm going to screw their thumbs in.

My little silver crescent moon had become a large crescent moon surrounded by rune-like designs, completely covering my shoulder and starting to reach the base of my neck. It was branching off in other directions, and tiny crescent moons dotted the design in random intervals. It was glowing softly, and it shimmered as I moved.

As beautiful as it sounds, it gave everyone the creeps.

Jeb, being the nosy scientist he is, walked closer and inspected it, looking fascinated. He was touching it, looking for imperfections, and I automatically cringed away. I backed into Fang.

"Hey. It's fine." He assured into my ear. He started rubbing my arms, and I relaxed instantly. Jeb gave him a look and continued with his inspection.

"It looks… perfect. There are no flaws in it at all. Even the skin is perfectly smooth there. No wrinkles or normal stretch marks." He noted with shock. I shuddered slightly when he got to a sore spot on my shoulder. He breathed in sharply, and lowered his glasses to get a closer look. (AN: I had to give him glasses. It never said anything about glasses in any of the books, but I just pictured Jeb with glasses. Like, those sophisticated wireless glasses.)

"There's raised skin here. Right on the big crescent." He breathed. He let out a shaky breath, as if he was worried about something. "Max, do you remember being bitten here?"

My world froze then. I was sure the blood rushed out of my face at that moment. Fang gave a small sound of shock, but only I felt and heard it. It rumbled in his chest like a drum.

"Bitten?" I trilled. I paused as I struggled to get my voice under control. "By what?"

"I don't know," Jeb told me, sounding confused.

For some reason, I felt like I knew what bit me.

For some reason, I had a deep sense of dread settling in the pit of my stomach.

For some reason, I felt like my dreams were visions.

Like my dreams were going to come true.

I settled in my bed, not wanting to sleep. Despite my dreams, Mom had banned Fang from my room, saying that my dreams were over since the entire flock had died.

But she was wrong. Not everyone had died.

I was the last one left.

My room was dark, and my door firmly shut. It was deathly quiet in the room, not even the air stirring. All was still.

It freaked the hell out of me.

You know I'll be with you the entire time if you get another nightmare, right? The Voice chirped in my brain. It sounded –call me crazy if you don't believe me- almost loving; like a father or mother. Like a parent.

But… I'm scared. I'll feel everything that that Son-of-a-Bitch is going to do to me. And I don't think he's going to kill me. He's going to do something worse. I admitted silently. I knew the Voice heard, but it stayed silent.

Then I saw someone move in the shadows.

"Who's there?" I hissed quietly.

The figure moved closer to my bed, I finally picked out the features. It was Fang.

"What are you doing here?" I hissed. If Mom found him in here…

"Checking up on you," He told me softly, sitting on the side of my bed. I scooted closer to him. "I don't know about anyone else, but I know you're next. Your mom shouldn't ban me. Even she knows I'm not going to respect that rule."

I cracked a smile, and I scooted closer to Fang. He was warm. It was freaking freezing in here, despite the fact that it was summer, and we were in Arizona. He obviously noticed this, because he started rubbing my arms, like he did in the family room that morning. I snuggled closer.

The light in the hall turned on, and we both heard Mom's footsteps coming closer to my door. Fang got up and headed to a corner of my room, and he flickered out of sight.

My door opened a crack, and Mom stuck her head through the door. Fang had chosen the one corner that wasn't lit up, so he stayed invisible.

"I heard voices." Mom accused me. I smoothed my face out, looking innocent and tired.

"You're hearing things, Mom. And before you ask, no, Fang was not in my room. And don't look at me like that; I can tell you want to blame him." I lied easily.

"He wasn't in his room." She told me.

"On a late fly. He always does that." I told her. Okay, it was somewhat true…

Mom seemed okay with my explanation, so she bid me goodnight and left the room. Fang flickered into view again.

"I better go before I get murdered." He told me softly. I nodded in agreement, and he climbed out my window, looking at me briefly before disappearing.

I sunk into sleep, and was sucked into my nightmare.

AN: I have bad news. My laptop broke. I'm using the home computer right now, and it has horrible internet. And school is going to be starting up again in a couple days, so I won't be able to update as much as I have been. I'll try to update as soon as possible, but I can't make many guarantees. But, I can guarantee that I will update on the weekends, but until my laptop gets fixed, you won't see me in the middle of the night much.

On a better note, Max's torture is up next! I'm writing it right now. Do you want it in Fang's POV, Max's POV, or BOTH? Tell me. Expect it soon, if not tomorrow or the next day. I WILL CONTINUE THIS, but keep up the reviews if you want to see more!