((alright, I don't want you guys to get too rowdy, so I'm posting quickly. Hope you like it, this one's for Nudge! O, and this one gets a little vulgar. Alright, a lot vulgar. It's to emphasize the high emotions running right now. Poor Fang. But I'm feeling kinda emo-ish now, no clue why.

And just a shout out- I want a poll- who do you like better, Max or Sam? Don't be afraid so say why or anything. I'm open to all suggestions/thoughts/ideas!))

Sam

I slowly moved right, watching eraser Max move slowly with me, her eyes never leaving mine. Just then, Polo and Fang jumped in the way, spreading their wings to make a wall of flesh between us. No matter. Max whipped out her wings, and I did the same. For the first time, we met in the air.

Wings beating hard to keep us in the air, we struggled to get on top. Fang was shouting, and Polo had run off for someone, probably Angel to help him control us. As one, Max and I smashed through a window, alighting on the roof. It was chilly out, but not icy cold. Perfect for fighting. Max tested her footing slightly, then nodded, apparently pleased.

With an unspoken command, we attacked again, rolling and slashing. I was in battle mode, not scare mode, so I wasn't feeding off fear this time.

I slashed at her muzzle, but she pulled back like a pro and did a spinning kick toward me, only to land on air where I had been earlier. She had the strength, but I had the experience of fighting in my form before.

Suddenly, as I struck with my whip-like tail, she wasn't there anymore. It cut through a cloud of smoke. Thinking fast, I converted to yet another form, becoming smoke. We rolled through the air, pulling and yanking on each other.

I saw the flock standing below us, gaping at our shadowy figures. We looked like small storm clouds, Max slightly lighter than me. To complete the whole scene, there was even bright yellow static crackling between us occasionally.

We fought for what must have been an hour, slipping through each of our three forms quickly. Snake fighting smoke, wolf fighting human, human fighting smoke, wolf fighting snake, smoke fighting smoke. The only blows that had landed were maybe two broken ribs on me and Max definitely had fractured her collarbone. There had been a few scratched and bruises, but those were the only major ones.

Max had hit me with a quick fake and a punch when I was switching forms, and I had landed mine with a nice textbook style kick and a feint mix. We didn't talk other than the occasional huff of breath leaving someone, a cry when an injury was hit again, and a bit of insults thrown in.

"Abomination," she snarled.

"Hero," I hissed back.

The flock was now on the roof, shouting at us to stop. Angel and Polo were holding hands, eyes closed, looks of concentration on their faces. Fang was firing ice at us, trying to freeze us, but we were out of range.

Nudge was explaining to Iggy what was happening, and there was a look of grief on his face. I supposed that his echolocation wasn't working very well on us, since half the time we were smoke and the other half we were moving too fast for his clicks.

I rolled out of the way of a kick, aiming my wingtip for her face, but she grabbed it. I spun with it, wrapping my wing around her arm, but she became smoke and drifted out of my grip. I shifted to smoke, too, and launched myself at her, but she pulled out of the way and-

Sam, stop this shit right now, the voice bellowed. I froze in surprise. Max stopped also.

I'm a little busy right now, Voice, I murmured back, attacking Max again. She returned the blows, but we weren't being as vigorous as before.

I'm ordering you to stop! it shouted. I just ignored it. Punch, dodge, drop, shift, kick, shift…

I'm begging you to stop, it tried. I continued my silent treatment, attacking with renewed rage.

Fang

I. Was. Furious.

I wanted to fly up there and kick Sam's ass for playing me like this. I hated it when people lied to me or made a fool of me, and here she was, fucking around with my brain. The only thing that stopped me from handing her butt to her on a platter was that a) Max was in the way and b) she had three amazing forms. As much as I hate to admit it, she even looked hot with scales. Hot in a damned way, a hellish way.

Sorry Angel, if you're listening to this.

They were spinning around in the air. I was throwing all I had at them, but nada. Those bitches sure could fight.

They slowed down for a moment. I glanced questioningly at Polo and Angel. Angel just shook her head, curls bouncing.

"It's the Voice. It's trying to get Max to stop, and I think it's doing the same with Sam, but we can't see her mind," she explained quietly. I nodded, in awe of how she could still seem so cute even with such a wreck going on.

What a fun party. Watching as my leader, pretty much my sister fought against the girl I loved with every fiber of my being. I loved them both, and here I was, watching them wage war alone. Angel was with Polo, pretty much looking like a brother/sister Kodak moment, and Iggy was with Nudge, looking like an ideal couple. And then there was me, standing alone on a fucking roof watching the two bitches I loved most try to kick each other's asses. Gazzy wasn't here because he had been kidnapped by scientists with questionable mentalities so that they could do sick and twisted experiments on him.

Like I said, it was a grand party.

Sam

Sam, you need to stop this. It's ruining the plan, even though it's working out fine. Think about Fang.

Fang. Oh shit, forgot about him.

Yea you did. He's not very happy, to put it bluntly. I was too busy to reply for a moment, fighting. I got in a nice kick when I went smoke, got behind her, then went slithard and managed to clip her shoulder a bit, but she spun with it, whacking me with her wingtips as she rolled through the air, in her 'human' form for more agility. I ducked out of the way, and then we were back to the shape changing whirlwind.

Great. So how do you purpose I fix this?

No clue. You got yourself into this mess, you get yourself out.

That sent me thinking. I had an idea of what to do, but there were no guarantees. Do it for Fang, I told myself, getting ready.

I saw her fist come at my face in a desperate attempt, and it would have been all too easy to dodge. But I didn't, letting it connect. I tasted blood and anger at myself for doing this.

She landed another punch, and I started to fall. We fell in slow motion, me fighting feebly. FangFangFangFang, I thought weakly as I allowed another blow to strike me.

I managed to shift to smoke just before landing on the ground, then shifted back again so that I wouldn't break on impact.

Max allowed me to stagger to my feet, her eyes cold and flinty. God, she looked so much like me at the moment, cold and cruel. Just add a bit of red to her hair, a splash more yellow to her brown eyes to make them the hazelish dirty-yellow mine were, and we'd be twins.

"Leave," she growled, snapping her teeth, still looking like canines from her eraser form. I gave her a last look, stuffing as much hate into it, then turned away toward the woods. I heard the pattering of feet, and Polo ran up to me, his eyes carefully blank. I knew that he would stick with Max. I stared at him for a moment, and I thought I saw his eyes soften for a moment.

Then they hardened again, and he handed me my bag without a word. My laptop was in it, along with most of my most treasured possessions, my iPod, and some necessities. I took it from him, lowering my gaze. I couldn't stand to see the hurt in his eyes.

I glanced at the roof, where both Iggy and Nudge were staring at me with icy acceptance. I was just another enemy, the newest version of Jeb, or Ari. It was apparently my fault that Gazzy was gone.

I could hardly look at Fang. His eyes were blanker than normal, looking dull and lifeless. He had acknowledged that I was evil, no longer part of his life other than yet another obstacle to survive. I wasn't sure how much of him he had left behind, and I probably would never find out. Oh Fang, FangFangFangFang, please forgive me for this. I love you more than you know, and I'm doing this for you. It's either this or tear you in half, I thought, trying to tell him this without words. But he just continued his deadened stare.

Flashback

Fang and I sat quietly in a corner of my room on the floor. He kissed me passionately, and I wrapped my arms around him, wishing there was a way I could pour out exactly how much I was in love to him. Words couldn't describe the intensity of our desire, our craving for each other. Locked in love with body, mind, and spirit, we were forever entwined in each other, never to leave.

"Forever?" I murmured, my lips brushing his.

"Forever," he answered, nuzzling my neck. We embraced, not just teen lovers but honest soulmates. We had each other's spirit and soul, and death upon us if we should ever part.

End Flashback

I turned my back on everything. I was no longer Sam. Fang had Sam, and I didn't want him to let go of her. I had thought we were forever.

As I gaze upon the endless trees, I wonder why we had such complicated lives. Where's my happy ending? I had none. Fang wasn't a part of my existence anymore, so it ends.

I trudge away from the only thing I had that came near to happiness. Goodbye Fang, take care of Sam.

Forever had ended.

((surprised? Here's big news- THAT WAS THE LAST CHAPTER!!! I'll probably make a sequel to it. No clue what I'll call it… just keep an eye out for it, though it probably won't be for a while. Holidays, ya know… And sorry this was so short, but it's the way I wanted it. Yes, Polo stayed with the flock. Gazzy might be back in the next story. Dunno. Please review, give me any ideas/thoughts. Don't forget about the poll at the top, put a reply in a review. I will be furious if I get a review with no reply to that poll in it. I'll Send ya… mwa ha ha ha!!! –crocodile smiles, then walks away-))

-Sam-