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Chapter 12…don't forget to review! Puppy kisses all around!

Isn't it funny how imminent death really snaps everything into perspective? That is when I figured that out. I remembered saying that we would only have a few seconds to find out the meaning of life, well, I think I did in that moment.

I was seeing my whole life be played right before my eyes, just like a TV. I then realized how different my life would have been if I didn't have Fang in it. I couldn't think of a single memory, whether it was good, bad, depressing, or frightening, from my childhood where Fang wasn't there. There were those bad times where we split when we brought Ari with us on our quest to save the world, and then there was when I got shot and met Mom for the first time, but any other memory he was there, standing silently in the background, the center of attention, he was just there, all the time.

Fang was the only one who I could appear weak to. He understood me; he knew when I needed to cry, he knew when I needed to kill something, he knew when I needed to laugh, he knew when I needed him.

But Dylan, he looked so amazing. And he was an awesome fighter, he could protect me anywhere anytime.

Except…he wasn't Fang. Fang was an amazing fighter too. And he was still incredibly good – looking, even sexy. Fang actually had feelings too. He let me choose him, where Dylan was pressing me to be with him.

Yes, the meaning of life is there. There is no point of life if you don't love, love teaches you how to feel. That is why everyone in the world that had anger problems has those problems, they never had the love that taught them to be happy.

If Fang was never in my life, where would I be right now? I had a brief vision of a girl with a hard face, ice – cold eyes and was holding a gun to her head. That girl was me.

My heart thumped harder and my breathing got shallow. I transferred breath to my air sacs, my breathing pattern turning into the same one I used at ten – thousand feet.

I burst through the doors, and I felt my heart sink. I knew the answer to where Fang was before I even went in the lab: Fang wasn't in there.

I pushed onward, and when I got to the middle, panic set in. Maybe I was wrong, Fang could be in here. In that shear moment of fear, I forgot my way around the lab. The lights went out. I fumbled around and found my way into a small holding room. I pulled my flashlight out of my belt loop, and shone it around the room. What I saw made me gasp, and right then of course, the alarms went off.

Dylan ran after Max, but then the explosion of the lab brought him into reality. He saw a dark silhouette running toward the flaming building, and Dylan sprinted toward it. When he was twenty feet away, he whipped out his wings and flew feet first to Fang. But Fang knew what was coming, and grabbed Dylan's feet in his hands and threw him over his back and Dylan fell hard on his back, his breath leaving him in a whoosh.

"We are going to take this somewhere more appropriate." Fang said coldly, his eyes were dead, the spark in them from before was gone.

Dylan knew why. As he walked into the nearby woods, Dylan was jealous of Fang for the first time. Fang had just lost the bane of his existence, his one soul mate, his true love. Dylan could never feel that. He knew that. He wasn't created to have emotions, he was created to be the perfect other half for Max. But Max was gone, and even if she wasn't, Dylan knew the truth. He couldn't have a relationship with Max because you can't have a relationship based on science. It wouldn't last.

Fang would always be the one for Max. Dylan knew that when he heard Fang start to sob behind him.

It was sad, I know, but the climax is either intense or sad. This is both. Anyway, don't forget to review!