Well it's summer thank GOD! Now I have more time to update this story, cause I know I've been a bad author and haven't updated in like forever so here's a chapter for those of you Fax Fans it has a bit of Fax, for those of you who hate Fax, sorry but I had to put it in sometime, plus it's not like you couldn't have seen it coming. JK, but enjoy the chapter don't forget to R&R! You guys know how much I love it when you guys review. Also I wanted to give up some time to thank and give a shout out to EVERYONE who faved the story and EVERYONE who reviewed!

Iggy.

Fighting in this tux has to be the worst thing ever. EVER.

It's difficult trying to do a good kick without wondering if your pants are going to rip clean through!

Well whatever. As long as we kick Eraser ass.

I rolled up the white sleeves of the tainted-with-sweat fancy shirt and came inside for a drink. The party was tonight, and everyone was totally pumped. I was in a relatively good mood for the first time in a long time, after all there was just this last fight and then I could go back home.

To Sydney.

This solved at least one question in my life.

Iggy, would you ever join the military?

Uh, NO!

I barely made it through this small period of time and being Sydney-free isn't exactly my definition of pleasurable.

I had rid myself of the paintings so I wouldn't look into them and burst out in a nervous breakdown, however I couldn't bring myself to trash them, so I gave them to Dr. Martinez and said. "Do whatever the hell you want- just don't throw them out."

I kept one, the one with both Sydney and I. I just wanted to keep it. But until the battle was over I agreed with the flock to keep it hidden.

Aside from that, my pyromaniac nature is worse than normal, today I nearly burnt down Dr. Martinez's work office place and then my guest room next. Nearly setting off the project bomb I had been trying to complete. Which by the way, is done.

That night, I lay awake in bed.

My head rest in my arms which were crossed behind it.

It's almost over. Almost. Over. I'll be free to return to Sydney. Everything can finally return to normal.

Normal? Normal?

My something in my head roared at me.

You think everything will be normal? Look at yourself! Your not normal! You're the farthest thing from normal! Your just a teenage guy with wings who can fly. Face it, you're a freak. A F-R-E-A-K. A teenage mutant bird freak. And a BLIND one at that. I just don't get it.

How could Sydney love you?

That was an understatement, but what's stranger than a freak? How could Sydney have the feelings she does-

Or did.

The voice seethed at me.

This voice. It was no figment of my mind, there is no way that any part of me could deny the feelings I had for Sydney. She was all I had right now. And whoever was in my head, sounded vaguely familiar.

Who are you?

I demanded to know, but the voice only returned silent.

And a cold feeling crept up on me. Suddenly, I felt incredibly depressed, it seemed that the more I thought of Sydney the more depressed I seem to become. But I couldn't stop thinking about her. I'd push them away with thoughts of other things, like the battle at the party or something else like that, but she kept creeping back in my head over and over. I began to toss and turn.

Trembling with emotion.

Lost affection.

Withered passion.

Aroused love.

Sydney. Sydney. Sydney. Sydney. Sydney!

My brain screamed her name endlessly.

What was happening? What was possessing me?

The voice answered those questions.

Love.

A love that shouldn't be!

The voice exclaimed in fury as I gasped out the crippling pain that would immediately and instantly erupt with any thought of her. I clenched a fist in pain. "Ah." I hissed as the pain not only slashed in my head, but started to thrash around in my chest, dancing like flames around my heart.

You won't be able to protect her and the flock, James. You'll have to leave her for good eventually. There will come a time when you won't be able to save her. There will be a time. One of you will be too overcome.

"Never." I choked out.

With that one, single word, the voice's tone grew thicker and crueler and began to raise in volume level.

You'll learn to listen to me. You'll all learn to listen to me. I'm just as good. My amazing powers are better than any of your petty stupid talents! One day, YOU ALL WILL SEE!

Suddenly, I was relieved of the pain and I dropped back down on the bed. Breathing heavy and confused over what had just happened.

When I heard other voices.

They weren't in my head, but right out in the hall.

Max and Fang's voices.

Silently, I slowly snuck to the door and cracked it open a little to hear better.

"I-I-"

Great. Just in time for the drama.

"Max. You don't need to say it… I just want to know what you have to say about what I feel. Max, I'm yours. When you really…. Contemplate it, it feels so weird and strange and in a word plain wrong, but… I get a feeling that burns up my whole world when I see and I love you and I love how I feel when I'm with you."

What the HELL!

Oh my God, I mean whoa. But come on, it's not like anyone totally saw this coming! I mean come ON! One it's a total cliché and two it's not like anyone couldn't see the way Fang looks at Max. Hey I may be blind, but I'm not stupid. It's in his voice, too. In the way he walks when he's near her. Believe me. We all saw this coming, but no one actually expected him to come clean!

"Max come on, we know about your little thing for Iggy, but Max-"

Okay, WHAT?

"I don't have any thing for Iggy." She said sharply, dropping her tone down to whisper-hiss.

"Sorry Max but you've made it clear you do. I mean you were real upset when he said he loved Sydney!"

"That doesn't mean I had any feelings for Iggy like that. I just didn't want him getting distracted from the mission. Itex has to be destroyed. Plus have you seen what she looks like, Fang? Those dark colored outfits and her hair and her eyes. I mean their purple!"

"Yeah their purple, Max! Just because she has cool hair and different colored eyes doesn't mean she has AIDS or something! She's a great person! You might actually become good friends if you try to be nice to her. I mean she hasn't done squat to you and yet you treat her like she's dirt!"

"He can do better, Fang!" She growled.

Those words echoed around in my head. How could she say that? No one on this earth could be anything in any way better than Sydney.

"Better huh? Well I don't exactly see a bunch of girls knocking down our door for a date. Nobody wants anything to do with us mutants. Please enlighten me, what's this "better" in your book?"

She was quiet.

"Whatever okay! Look… I-I can't stand it anymore Max, I want you! I need you-"

"Fang…" She interrupted weakly.

There was a long pause as I waited with Fang for her to say the damn bloody words. If she didn't then we were totally gonna be screwed for the fight tomorrow.

Then I heard a creak of the floorboards. And I heard a quiet, but familiar noise. And it didn't take me that long to know that they were sucking each others faces off.

Slowly I shut the crack in the door and half walked half limped to the bed, going over every word that was shared.