As I said in the A/N I will not be posting any more after this chapter so someone please e-mail me to take over or it'll just end up ending like this. The way I was going to end it has everyone hatin' so somebody, anybody, ask to continue please. Here is chapter nine. Oh, and by the way, the tick, tock, tick, tock really doesn't mean anything at all so... yeah.

Max's POV

Can't, believe, that, I've, been, so, freakin', STUPID! The second member of this family, KIDNAPPED! I'm not even that good of a leader! Sure, I make sure everyone is okay and stuff, but the one person who looked out for me is gone. We walked on and on in silence, my wings were killing me and it felt as if they were about to fall off, maybe they were, I didn't care. As long as we got him back.

After what seemed like forever, a black SUV passed, it stopped in front of us and, of course, Ari, with other Erasers… of course. (A/N: Just to be clear this happened before the third book, alright?) They came out smiling, surrounding us in a circle. A couple of them even licked their lips.

"You really don't want to mess with us now."

I said coldly, I really wasn't in the mood to kick their asses. He curled his lip up into a menacing grin, and snapped his teeth. His buddies chuckled.

"Yes, I do. Josh called and, we were bored."

He gestured to the Erasers behind him and when his back was turned, I kicked him in the back of the throat. He fell forwards and landed on his face. It was funny, especially to what we've been dealing with all day. Then the fight started.

Fang's POV

Tick, tock, tick, tock, tick, tock…

The sound was driving me bonkers! Tick, tock… yeah… Somebody turn off the dang clock! Sheesh! What I can't help but wonder and still don't know is why Jake's alive, or why he's here, or why he's a freakin' Eraser out to eat me. Tick…

Jake used to be a cool kid, and yeah, he was my brother. My blood brother. Tock… I'm pretty sure about that, we have the same eyes, the same hair, the same facial features and all that jazz. Tick, tock… He saved my life more then I could count, took the punishment for doing it and still did it again and again.

I was about… two and Jake was five – and I still remember this - we were sitting in the same cage when some whitecoats came to pick me up, I remember, they were going to test strength by how well I could fight an Eraser by myself. Tick… Jake was fuming up. He literally tore off the whitecoat's hand when we tried to pick me up because he'd been through it already the day before.

The whitecoat screamed and ran off. Tock… Jake looked down at me with satisfaction written all over his face. A few moments later seven Erasers and four whitecoats came. The whitecoat whose hand was missing had a tranquilizer in the other one and shot Jake. He fell over on his side and his eyes closed. Tick, tock…

Now it was my turn to scream. The Erasers yanked the door open and dragged me out. It took four of them to hold me down. Tick, tock, tick, tock… They took me to a room much like the one I'm in now, and shoved me inside, and just like this one there was a mirror, it was also two-sided. I went mad, crazy mad. I was punching and kicking the walls like some lunatic at an asylum. Some time passed and a silhouette shaded the mirror on the other side. That someone was waiting, watching for something.

But what was it waiting for? My question answered in the next second when three Erasers and my brother stepped in. Tick, tock… He was grinning, and I didn't know why. Then he brought his foot to my face. I was flung backwards and I hit the wall. The other Erasers laughed, holding their sides. What had happened to him? I'd thought that he was there to look out for me. Tick…

I'll spare you the revolting details, but let's just say that, afterwards, I couldn't stand, couldn't lift my head, and when I coughed my chest heaved and blood spurted on the floor. Tock, tick, tock… I don't remember much after that except that that was the day that I met Max for the first time. I'd lost a brother, but I gained a family that was closer then blood-relatives could have ever been.

Tick, tock, tick, tock, tick…

Max's POV

Damn Ari. Damn Ari to the darkest pit of hell. He swung again, this time catching me in the stomach, making me double over. The rest of the flock was flying overhead fighting at the advantage with their non-patchy wings. From what I could tell we were winning.

I stood up, heat rising in my face. I dodged the next punch, caught the second one in my hand, and then lashed out at his chest. He collapsed on his butt, and grunted. I'd told him I wasn't in the mood and he didn't believe me. What an idiot.

All the other Erasers were in the van urging Ari to hurry up so they could go home. Home? To the School? Well, there was one way to get there fast, without flying. He scrambled to his feet and went to the van. I turned around, it was a mistake.

My flock was telling me to run, but from what? Stupidly, I spun around to see if Ari was doing something… Ari-ish when he threw a knife at me. It spun through the air and collided with my stomach. Last thing I remember was my head hitting the cement and I passed out.

Fang's POV

The Q and A went pretty smoothly because they were all like… "How are you feeling?" or… "What was that like?" or… "Where's the flock?" But then my answers were (in order) "Like I want to rip your throat out" and… "………" and… "Not here." Did they actually think I was gonna answer realistically?

Then a different whitecoat came in and wheeled me down some halls, through some doors, and out to the fields. I lifted my head to see what was out here when I caught a glimpse of Jake. Leaning against a tree he stared at me wearing a grin that covered his whole face. Slowly he walked over to me, taking all the time in the world, when he reached me he said,

"Let's see how strong you really are."

Max's POV

When I woke up, my stomach ached, and wind was brushing through my hair. I groaned and opened my eyes to find Iggy's face. Before I could say anything he shushed me.

"How did Fang carry you all that way without complaining?"

He asked. I chuckled at the memory. Fang carried me when I had a brain-explosion and couldn't feel my senses.

"Oh, he complained. He asked me if I've been eating rocks. Put me down."

One of his eyebrows rose.

"But you can't fly. What do want me to do? Drop you until you hit the ground and ka-spat?"

I made a disgusted face. Ekk.

"No. I want you to fly down to the ground and put me down so that I can walk."

I sucked in a breath and grimaced, that hurt.

"What happened?"

"When you turned around when we kept yelling to run Ari threw a knife at you and it hit your stomach, you don't have internal bleeding and it didn't hit any arteries or other organs. So, you're welcome."

"Thank you. Now let me down."

He descended to a near forest, followed by the rest of the flock. There he set me on my feet and made sure that I wasn't about to fall over. I blew out a breath and headed once again to the school.

"Wait!"

Angel called out. I froze, we all did. Instinctively we crouched down where we'd become invisible. Then Angel moved forward and before I could take hold of her she headed straight to the middle of the road.

I looked in the direction she was facing, making sure there were no cars. But, there was, and it just so happened to be that black SUV full of Erasers. Reading my mind she threw a look at me that said Wait. Trust me on this. So I did. The van came to a halt when Angel smiled. She mouthed some words and then all the doors opened and all the Erasers came out.

They walked together in an orderly fashion towards the way they came. I stared in amusement. Wow. We all got in and shut the doors. For the first time Nudge spoke.

"Please take it easy on the turns this time, okay?"