Hi! Sorry for not updating for ages. I was out enjoying the… rain. Over here we're having one of the 5 wettest summers in the past hundred years, actually. Anyway… moving on.

I had mega writers block when I was trying to write this chapter, so I ended up copying an idea from a book called GIRL, MISSING. Obviously, I changed it almost completely to fit in with the story, but 1 or 2 lines (and that's all, I promise!) were taken directly from the book. So, sorry about that.

And none of you got either of my questions right. Tsk tsk.

And about getting questions wrong- you all got the last one wrong because you all said Fang. But the clone of a person is not the person that the clones were cloned from. So a clone of Fang isn't Fang because Fang is Fang so a clone of Fang can't be Fang cause they're clones of him, not him. Ok?

I'll reply to your reviews first, anyway.

Fang eye witness: Wrong. Glad you liked the chapter though.

bluehyperpixie: Oh poor you! I'd really hate that!!

FaeryQueenArupa: no and no. I'll give you a hint to the surname question (no one else would get it) there's a reporter (I think) for RTÉ called Richard . He has my surname too. And an author, I think but I've never read anything she wrote (Clare ). And I think we're heading for a list of all the Gaeltachts in the country at the moment!

Captain Boe-at your service: Wow your review was long- not that I'm complaining though! See above for my Fang, not Fang clone rant. More than six Fangs in total (I may as well try and make it a bit easier!). My surname is on your list though! And sorry for making you obsessed again!

Give up your Prejudices: A surname is a second name, eg (in bold) James Patterson, Maximum Ride, Jeb Batchelor (I spelt that wrong, didn't I?). You did mention my surname on your list, though.

THE silVeR m0.onLiGhTSHAdow: Sorry I didn't update sooner! Glad you like the story though!

Bahamallama ding-dongs rulz: Nope! And I'm not even gonna ask how you got 3 Fangs! But thanks for reviewing anyway!

Disclaimer: I do not own either Maximum Ride or GIRL, MISSING. They are owned by James Patterson and Sophie McKenzie, respectively.

Max POV

On a scale of one to ten, today was definitely the worst day I'd had in a while.

I was down half my flock, and was slowly regaining consciousness in the back of some sort of fancy car. I was sitting by the window with Akila on my lap, and Fang on my right. Iggy was beside Fang.

The Fang-clone was driving, and we were all jammed in together on the not-so-huge back seat.

As I became more alert, I noticed two things- one that we weren't driving on the road, but along an old dirt track in a forest, and two that the sun was setting. Which meant that I'd been unconscious for the best part of 24 hours.

I groaned and looked over at Fang and Iggy. They were awake as well, and it looked as though Fang had been awake the longest. Akila was unconscious, and I had no way of knowing whether it was from drugs or tiredness.

Slowly, a plan began to form in my head. All I needed was a way to tell the other two.

After several moments thought I mooched slightly closer to Fang and leaned my head against his shoulder. I felt him stiffen. I tilted my head upwards slightly, towards his neck. He tried to pull away from me, and I couldn't help but notice the ironic backwardsness of it- him pulling away from me instead of me pulling away from him.

"What the…?" He said, trying hard to get away from me.

"Sssh." My lips found his ear. "I have a plan."

"Don't you always" He muttered dryly. "But I must say, I don't really like where this one's going"

I rolled my eyes, before I remembered that there was no way that he could see it.

"Listen," I whispered urgently, "it's really not that bad. You poke his eyes again. Working on the principle that that will work the same as last time, that should give us a minute or two. I'll smash the window, and Iggy can try and unlock the door on his side, just in case the glass is Max-proof. Once either side of the car is open we get out and fly due north for twenty minutes. Ok?"

"Why north?" He asked suspiciously.

"Cause I said so."

"Ok." He paused for a minute, probably thinking it through. "How am I supposed to tell Iggy?"

That threw me for a moment.

"I dunno, you'll think of something. Like this if you can't think of anything else."

Fang pulled away and looked at me incredulously.

"Think I'll pass on that, thanks."

He tapped Iggy on the hand, and began tracing different symbols.

They exchanged so few words, it was almost hard to believe that Fang was actually telling Iggy anything. But I knew them both well enough to be able to tell otherwise.

Once Iggy was fully informed of the plan Fang turned to me with a questioning look in his eyes. I could easily tell that he wanted to know when we were going to put the plan into action. I gave him an almost imperceptible nod, as though to say 'now'.

Quickly Fang leaned forward and poked his fingers in the clone's eyes, Iggy began frantically fiddling with the door and I slammed myself full force against the window.

Within a millisecond the clone began to howl in pain. Which was fine. What wasn't so fine was the fact that the car was now spinning around crashing into trees and skidding uncontrollably.

The car was obviously made to withstand some abuse; me slamming myself against it had had no effect whatsoever, but it really wasn't up to this. As it thundered against the trees it began to dent and I had a feeling that it might be gone slightly beyond repair.

Akila was wide awake now; evidently she had been tired not drugged. She began howling and scrabbling to get out, scared of the way the car was hurtling along the track- or were we even on the track anymore? It was hard to tell.

Suddenly though, we burst through the cover of the trees. I could feel the car slowing slightly as it met the friction of uneven rocks, but we continued moving.

And then I saw something out of the cracked and battered window that nearly made my heart stop.

A cliff.

And there was no way we could stop before we reached it.

I made a renewed effort to get out of the car. Fang, Iggy and I were all doing our best to get out. The clone was howling in pain, his foot still on the pedal, the wheel spinning out of control. Akila was howling in terror. I'd been in sticky situations before, but I could never remember feeling this helpless.

We spun nearer and nearer to the edge of the cliff and I wondered when I was going to see my life flashing before my eyes. It wasn't something I particularly wanted to see- especially the first ten years or so.

And then we reached the edge and spun right over.

It was like nothing I'd ever experienced. The terror was no longer consuming me, I felt oddly detached from it now. It was like going on some sort of crazy rollercoaster, plummeting downwards, faster than what should be possible, and yet seeing everything in sharper definition.

The resigned look on Iggy's face; Fang, still fighting although he surley must know that we'd already lost; the clone slowly beginning to realise what was going on; Akila howling louder than ever before.

The car was still spinning, and it wasn't going in slow motion like you see in the movies. I was utterly thankful for the fact that I didn't suffer from motion sickness- otherwise I'd be puking all over the place by now.

And then we hit the water. The front of the car hit it first with an almighty crash. The clone went flying through the front windscreen- through glass that I hadn't been able to break.

I clutched Akila to me, and did everything I could not to fall into the murky depths beneath me.

"We can get out of this." Fang said quietly beside me.

He let go of the seat he was holding onto and let himself fall to the front of the car. He went underwater for a moment before bobbing back up.

"We can go out here and then swim up to the surface." He said confidently.

Iggy went first and I followed quickly. I had a bit of trouble swimming with Akila though.

Well, a lot of trouble, actually.

It was only as I sunk down towards the bottom of the gorge, drowning us both, when I remembered that dogs could swim. And by then it was too late.

I kicked as hard as I could, holding Akila tight to me, hoping that she wouldn't breath in any more water than she already had. I was getting nowhere.

I would have drowned right there, right then, if it wasn't for the fact that Fang swam down to see what was going on.

As soon as he saw me there struggling with Akila he grabbed her away from me and swam up to the surface with her.

I followed as well as I could though I was too weak to do very well. After a few moments Fang came back down and helped me to the surface.

Once I had some oxygen back in me, I surveyed the scene.

The car, battered, with its tyres still spinning for some great unknown reason, the engine sizzling slightly and sending sparks of electricity into the water every few seconds.

Iggy and Fang soaked to the skin, and looking tireder than they did after fighting Erasers or Flyboys.

Myself and Akila, not only soaked and tired but half drowned as well.

And though I couldn't see him, the clone drowned at the bottom of the gorge.

Fang seemed to be following a similar train of thought.

"Great plan Max. Really well thought out."

I scowled at him.

"Well it was better than anything you came up with."

"Only because you didn't give me enough time to think one up!"

"Well it's not my fault if you're a slow thinker, now, is it?"

"How about you two fight later?" Iggy interrupted. "We're missing my favourite TV show."

Ok, so that's it. I hope you liked it!

For my question:

Same two as last time:

A)In this entire story, how many Fangs (including all clones and the real one) are there? HINT: It's higher than what any of you guessed.

B)In the Twilight series, my surname is mentioned in both New Moon and Eclipse, though it is not given to any specific character. If you go on to Stephanie Meyer's website and read the first chapter of Midnight Sun, it is also mentioned there, though for the first time it is given to a character. What is my surname? HINT: In your answers, some of you wrote lists. It's in all the lists.

AND

Ok, please don't think I'm a complete idiot for asking this, but What is a 'poptart'? They don't sell them over here, and I'm really curious about them. They sound horrible, but then again, I don't actually know what they are, so…

TTYL,

A.J.