Chapter 23

Disclaimer: Iggy is awesome, so is Fang, and Max too! Sadly I don't own any of them. *sobs* lol, no really I don't own them.

A/N

Me: Hey guys! Gabs brought this to my attention a week or so ago, but I kept forgetting about it. She asked me how old everybody was in the story, so here it is:

Max is 17

Fang is 17

Iggy is 16

Nudge is 15

Dylan is 20 (When he was dating Max her dad didn't know how old he was)

Gazzy is 8

Angel is 6

I hope this helps out!

BFF: I was wondering when you'd be doing that, gosh you're such a procrastinator! *sticks tongue out*

Me: Yeah, some times… *blows raspberry*

BFF: Wait, what's a raspberry?

Me: *eyebrow* You don't know what a raspberry is?

BFF: No! Just tell me!

Me: It's when you stick your tongue out at somebody and blow. It sounds like a fart.

BFF: Ewwww! It sounds like a fart? Gross!

Me: You asked.

Fang's POV

Fang glances at the clock on the dashboard as he gets into Mrs. Ride's car. It is twenty minutes till 9, when he's supposed to be meeting Dylan at the park. Nudge is driving and Iggy is in the backseat. Fang's mom is at work and Mrs. Ride doesn't know that they are borrowing her car. She's currently taking a much deserved nap that may or may not have been induced by some sleeping pills that were sneaked into her evening cup of coffee.

We are so going to be in trouble when she wakes up.

Fang closed his door and buckled his seat belt. Nudge backed out of the driveway and onto the road. Fang couldn't stop fidgeting, he was anxious.

"Hey, stop it." Iggy said, glancing over for a second, he could hear Fang's twitching. "You're making me nervous. Everything's going to go according to plan, don't worry, you'll be fine."

Iggy's jaw betrayed his words. It tightened as he said them. He was just as anxious and nervous as Fang, if not worse. But Fang nodded to reassure his friend. Fang would be fine. Max would be fine. They'd both be fine and they'd be together again soon.

I hope. Fang thought to himself. Oh, I hope, I hope, I hope.

Houses, businesses, signs, and people flashed past the car as it sped down the road. The colors seemed to blend together. Red, orange, pink, green, purple, black, blue, yellow, and white. It was like the world was a canvas with too much water on it. The colors ran together and made new colors.

The colors separated as the car came to a stop. They were there, at the park. (Dun! Dun! Duuuuuun!)

Fang went to get out of the car but Iggy grabbed his arm. Fang turned to him.

"Be careful out there." Iggy said, worry creeping into his lighthearted voice.

"Make sure you come back." Nudge said hugging Fang from the driver's seat.

Fang hugged her back and then gave a hug to Iggy as well. "I will." He replied then opened the door and got out. "I need you guys to head out, when I start moving out of the park, follow, but from a safe distance."

Iggy and Nudge nodded in response.

The car drove off and now Fang was alone. He glanced down at his watch. Five minutes till 9. Fang started walking in the direction of the basketball courts. His hands shook slightly, and then steadied as he thought of Max.

He buried his hands half-way into his pockets and felt the fingers of his right hand touch cool metal. If all didn't go right, hopefully Max would find it when Dylan took his body back to her, to break her. He gulped. Please, Max, don't break, and if you do, not so much as to not defend yourself.

Iggy and Nudge would find Max if Fang couldn't save her, but in the precious minutes in between, there was no telling what Dylan might do to her. He shivered as ghastly images filled his brain. He shook his head to clear them away.

Fang reached the basketball hoop. The darkness was chilling to say the least. He could barely see through it. His mind continuously pulled tricks on him, making him see things that weren't there.

"You showed up, I see." A voice came from behind. Fang whirled around to find a gun pointed at his head. He went cross-eyed, trying to keep the weapon in his sight.

Fang gulped and looked beyond the barrel of the gun to the eyes of a murder.

"Hello, Fang." The man hissed. His eyes looked like those of a snake.

Fang took a deep breath, regaining his courage. He stared coldly into the man's eyes.

"Hello, Dylan."

Dylan gave a smug smile, knowing he had all the cards. He walked around Fang, inspecting him.

"You know, I don't really see what Maxi sees in you." He said with disdain.

"There's a lot more to a person than the outside cover, you should know that," Fang replied. "After all, under that normal looking cover of yours there's a killer who rapes and beats little girls for fun."

Dylan pressed the barrel of the gun into his head harshly, forcing Fang to tilt his head aside. Maybe antagonizing the serial killer guy wasn't the greatest idea he'd ever had.

Dylan leaned into his ear and whispered. "Like your little girlfriend for example?" Fang stiffened. No. Oh, Max. God, no. Fang's heart filled with dread. Dylan raped Max? "Let me tell you, she was pristine. Of course she was screaming the whole time for you to come rescue her so it kinda ruined the mood." (Keep in mind what I said earlier, no body will ever be raped in my story, this is just Dylan trying to torture Fang)

"You bastard!" Fang screamed at him, so desperately wanting to knock in the guy's teeth. If it weren't for that damn gun.

Fang trembled with anger. He touched Max. He hurt Max. He raped Max. I am going to kill this son of a bitch.

Too bad it was Dylan with the gun to Fang's head instead of the other way around.

"She would be screaming my name if it weren't for you," Dylan said, ignoring Fang's comment. "But you had to go brain wash her into loving you instead of me."

What. The. Freaking. Hell?

"You beat her you sick-o! What makes you think she'd love you after that, especially when she never loved you in the first place?" Fang replied angrily.

"Max was mine and you took her away from me." Dylan continued, gritting out each word.

He took the gun from Fang's head and pressed it into his chest forcefully. Fang could feel the cool touch of the metal. He looked into Dylan's eyes and felt a jolt of fear spike through him. Dylan was ready to kill him now. Fang gulped.

"Don't worry kid. Max will be joining you after I'm done with her." Dylan said, and Fang's eyes went wide. "I would have let her live, but she refuses to stop loving you. You ruined her, now she's not even worth the air she's breathing."

"Please, don't, just let her go." Fang begged him.

Dylan smirked and shook his head. Then he fired, shooting Fang in the chest.

Fang fell to the ground, clutching his chest, coughed a few times, and then closed his eyes.

A/N

Me: Hey, don't try to kill me yet, remember what they say about people who make assumptions.

BFF: You are horrible! How could you?!

Me: BFF, look at the previous statement.

BFF: Ohhh…

Me: Anyways, I'm not that horrible, that's why I'm sending this chap with the next one, and remember this I was a Disney girl growing up, and my favorite movie was Beauty and the Beast, remember the ending *wink wink*

BFF: Oh, yes! I remember! The Beast came b— *Wander clamps hand over mouth* Oibergionwjnivewovnogewnvib.

Me: Okay, we can't give everything away, just remember the next chap will make up for this, it might not seem like it at first, but you'll see.