Hello my readers!

So I had some good questions asked and I've been in an unusually good mood lately.

So I will now answer all the questions that were asked!

Live In Today: So, the Nick was Fang and the person they just delivered was Nick Nick. Right?

All I will say, is read and find out.

Weelich: Hmmm... question, question, question. It has to be a good one, I imagine. :) I could ask, "how many Nick's are there," which, of course, leads to the question, are Nick and Fang truly the same people? Of course, that wouldn't be possible, since Fang was outside the plane while Nick was inside before it crashed. What in the fructose did Fang inject her with, and of course why? Was it something to make her stop remembering, to start forgetting again? Why does Max seem to not remember Angel? O.O Is Angel behind all of this? Oh, and is this loosely based off of anything, or is this idea all yours?

Hm… well as of right now there are only 2 "Nicks".

What did Fang inject her with? Well it was a cocktail of chemicals, both natural and artificial, that is designed to stop her suppressed memories from returning. It will be introduced again later in the story and then you will know its name. As to your questions about Angel, Max's memories of her are the ones most severely suppressed. And if I told you whether she was really behind it or not would ruin some great parts to come.

As for the idea for this story, I remembered reading a story when I was just staring out on FanFic where the flock was split up before they left the labs and Max, Fang, and Iggy all ended up going to the same college or high school. I haven't been able to find the Fic again so I don't know if my story is even close to it, so I'm going to say for the most part this story is all my idea.

Candycanelover: How old are you/which grade are you in? Is there, like, a clone of Fang/Nick, like the real Fang that has wings, then a clone that doesn't have wings called Nick? Lastly, Max supposedly has wings, right? Hidden wings, or something?

How old am I? Well I turned 15 last month right after my last post and I'm a freshmen in High School. As for the other two questions, all will be revealed in time. Including the true identity of Nick, Fang, James, and the mysterious Experiment 64.

Now onto the story!

Max PoV

"Nick!" I quickly got up and went over to him. He seemed to be really disoriented.

My mind was still reeling after what I had seen. The body on the ground must have been Nick… but that didn't make any sense!

Nick had gotten in the jeep with that guy… but were there two of them?

What the fuck was going on!

I looked at this Nick closely, trying to see any little detail that was different.

A realization hit with the force of a truck.

This Nick had no line coming from the corner of his mouth, not even the faintest trace of one.

The Nick who had been with me this week was really…

Fang…

"Are you ok?" I asked him.

"Yeah… just hit my head…" He had his hand pressed to the side of his head.

After a minute he seemed to be ok. Back to his normal self. He checked his phone for the time.

"We had better head back, it's getting late and you still have work to do right?"

"Yeah, ok."

We headed back to his bike and were on the road in less than a minute.

We didn't speak until we got back to the school parking lot and he was throwing the tarp over his bike.

"Are you sure you're ok…?" I ask. I was still really weirded out and worried.

"Yeah, I'm fine." He smiled a bit at me as we headed for the door of the building. "Don't worry."

That, of course, made me worry more.

Things seemed to have gone back to normal now…

No one talked about the plane crash anymore, and Nick seemed to be ok.

Football tryouts were today at 2 so I spent the morning warming up by running around the town. I had my ear buds in as I ran so the rest of the world was at the back of my mind, so I could be lost in my own thoughts and focus on running.

I was on my third lap around the town when I ran into someone I knew.

I was half way through the park when a soccer ball came flying at my head.

I caught it as I slid to a stop on the slightly wet grass. I looked over in the direction the ball had come from and saw a bunch of guys from my schools soccer team on the field. A familiar strawberry blond haired boy was running towards me.

I couldn't help but smile.

"Hey James! Lose your ball?" I tossed it to him and he bounced it off his head straight up into the air.

"Thanks Max!" he called as he spun around and kind the ball back to the field.

His team (I'm assuming it was his since they all were wearing some shade of blue and the other team all had some shade of red on) got it and proceeded to score a goal.

"You wanna play a round with us? We need another player to make it even and you are wearing blue." He smiled a little when he said that.

It was true that I was wearing a dark blue tank top, and they did need another player. So I nodded.

"Sure, I need to warm up for football this afternoon anyway." I grinned a bit as we headed to the field.

I took off my iPod and put it at the base of a tree before I joined in the game.

We ended up playing five games. Every time Blue kicked Red's ass by at least 20 points. (A/N: if anyone knows Team Fortress Two and gets why the teams are those colors, I LOVE YOU!)

I was barely sweating as I went to get my iPod, where as everyone else (except James for some reason) had buckets coming off them.

"So are you heading to try outs now?" James asked behind me.

I stood up straight slipping my iPod in my pocket.

"Yeah, I've gotta walk so I'd better get going."

"I can give you a ride, I was planning on heading over there anyways, you know, just scoping out the competition." We both laughed a bit and I accepted his offer.

He left to go pull his car around to the front of the park as I walked towards said place. The park really was peaceful today, hell the whole day seemed peaceful.

There wasn't a cloud in the sky and a pleasant breeze blew every once in a while. It just seemed like nothing could go wrong.

I froze for a second when I thought that. Looking at my past, it was days like these that everything went wrong, down to the last. Fucking. Detail.

I groaned a bit and made my way to the street just as James pulled up in his silver Nissan Altima. He reached over and pushed the door open from inside the car for me.

I chuckled as I got in and closed the door. "Well aren't you a gentleman?"

"Hey being courteous can get you far in life." He said as he pulled away from the curb and joined the noontime traffic, which means there wasn't any.

"So how do you think you're going to do at tryouts?" He asked, keeping his eyes on the road like a good driver.

"I don't know… I'm hoping I'll do good… but this day is giving me some bad omens."

He glanced at the sky. "What do you mean? It's a perfect day."

"Exactly. It's days like this when my life take a nose dive down a shit hole straight to Hell."

"… wow. Well maybe today will be different."

I don't know what it was exactly, but there was something in his voice that made me look over at him.

His eyes were still fixed on the road and he was smiling slightly, but he was nervous.

I couldn't help but wonder what it was that was making him so nervous that his knuckles were white from squeezing the steering wheel too tightly.

I got my answer only a few blocks later.

"So… d'you have any plans next Friday?"

I swear to god my heart stopped for a few beats.

Is he really asking me out? It thought in the second my heart stopped.

"Not really, just a date with my Chem. Textbook."

… Did I really just say a lame joke like that?

It must not have been too bad because he laughed a little.

"Well if you're willing to cancel your date with a textbook I've got two front section tickets and backstage passes to the Disturbed concert."

"Really? That's awesome! I love Disturbed!" I was so excited I was practically vibrating. I always got like this when someone mentioned one of my favorite bands and/or taking me to one of their concerts.

"Really? I haven't met many girls who like them, or have even heard of them." I could tell he was relieved.

"I've always been into the harder stuff most girls hate. I don't get how a lot of people like stuff like rap. I mean there's a few good rappers like Eminem but most just say a bunch of stuff that's degrading." I was starting to babble…

"… I have never met another girl like you. You're awesome." He looked over at me, grinning as I blushed.

He looked back at the road, "So, I'll pick you up at 6? The concert starts at 7 and it'll take a bit to get there and inside."

"That sounds like a good plan." I smiled as he pulled into the parking lot by the sports fields.

We got out of the car and walked to the field were the football guys were converging.

All the time we walked all I could think was oh my god I'm going on a date with James on Friday!

We met up with Nick on the sidelines.

"Hey Max, James." He smiled when he saw us.

"S'up." James said as he bumped fists with Nick.

"Max if you're planning on playing you had better go find some pads that fit." Nick was already in full gear, minus his helmet.

"Oh, yeah, right. Uh… where…?" I asked, mentally cursing myself for blushing.

He chuckled and pointed over toward an equipment shed.

I thanked him and went to the shed. Inside was full of old football pads and equipment. I found a set of protective pads that fit me and ran back over to Nick and James, pulling my mouth guard case out of my back pocket.

We talked for a bit as I stretched my arms.

The coaches called Nick over, leaving me alone with James.

A slightly awkward silence fell between us.

Thankfully the coaches blew the whistle and tryouts began.

Well that's the end of another chapter. I'll answer more questions in my next post if anyone has some! and yess all will be answered!

~ D.S.I.T.N.