Hey, I am sooooooo sorry I havn't updated that much in a while. :) just been reaaaaaaaally busy. anyway, here is da next chapter! R&R pleasssssssse! If ya don't i might start crying again. Oh! and on my profile check out 3 other books I've written. Read 'em please! They are in desperate need of reveiws! hahaha! so get to it!

MPOV

Okay, just a little tip for ya: when suddenly in the middle of a surprise attack of "supposable dead" Erasers, make sure you never let them get behind you . . .

Just a little tip.

Right now an Eraser was dragging me from behind (okay, that's why I gave you that tip), grasping tightly on my hair and heaving me away from the rest of my Flock. I felt a sudden wave of de ja vu, from when we were in The Big Apple and that Eraser had also been carrying me away by my hair. Huh.

Angel screamed bloody murder as she was clawed at.

Nudge, Gazzy and Ig were pretty much taking care of themselves, kicking this way and that, landing punches right on their targets. Nudge put both her hands on an Erasers shoulders then kneed him really hard in his little private area. Let's just say that, that Eraser wouldn't be able to walk for a few days.

Thankfully, the buffet was empty except for the host who was looking at us as if we were turning green - well, I guess that seeing us seemingly kids fighting big hair wolf men with fangs would be weirder, so . . .

"Max!" Fang was trying to fight off three Erasers to get to me as I struggled to get free from the Erasers grip on me.

"Hold still," The Eraser growled at me - and come on, since when was I gonna listen to one of them? I wailed on him even harder but it didn't seem to do a thing. He threw me against the wall, my head hitting it hard and a picture came falling down, glass shattering everywhere. Random colors bled into my vision as he started kicking me over, and over, and over.

Everything started to move in slow motion. Everyone's screams weren't as loud, the pain was a thousand times worst, and everyone seemed to be moving so slow.

"Maaaaaax!" Fang yelled to me, struggling free of an Eraser and falling by my side as I blacked out.

I really don't know if this was gonna end pretty or not.

My guess was not.

FPOV

I was watching everything.

As they grabbed her by her hair . . .

Pulling her away . . .

Kicking her repeatedly . . .

Torturing the girl that I loved . . .

They'd taken her, and I couldn't have done a thing to stop it. It was all my fault that I wasn't there to help her. All my fault, mine, my fault.

"Fang," I looked up to see Angel, her face scratched and slightly bleeding but nothing too serious. "You couldn't have helped her."

I sighed, and then whispered, "We just got her back to us. Then I let her slip through my fingers just like that." I pressed my back against the wall and banged my head back repeatedly. "Dammit, dammit, dammit, dammit. We have to go get her."

Angel shook her head, her curls bouncing up and down. "I don't think that's such a good idea, Fang."

What? Since when does she not want to help save a Flock member?

"Well, since Max isn't here with us, it's up to me to take over being leader." Angel broadened her back and looked at me. Then she smiled evilly, "I'm gonna be the new Flock leader."

Over my dead body . . . I thought.

"If that's what it takes," Angel said, her voice low and threatening.

Dun dun duuuuuuuuuun! so, what happens? hehehe keep reading to find out! R&R and check out my other books that I've written. Pleasssssse!