AN: Yeah.
This story just keeps getting confusing-er and confusing-er.
Sigh.
And everybody's like "ah!! We don't get it!"
And I'm like "well… crappers!"
This just isn't my day, is it?
Falling on the bus and then breaking my locker door and then I come home and find this???
Grr.
But I will pull through!
I MUST!!!
FANG POV
"Max!" I screamed, getting as close to the tiny hole as I could.
"Fang? Where are you? Are you okay? Can you get me out?"
Uh… not sure about that one.
"Hang on. I'll try and appear back in th-"
"No! Don't do that! If… if you came back to get me and you died anyway, there would be no point!" Max cried but I shook my head.
"Sorry, babe. No can do," Then I concentrated on the room, thinking about having Max back into my arms, sort-of safe.
And when I opened my eyes, Max was standing next to me as spray was pouring onto me from behind.
"What was that? You have a new power or something?"
"I guess," I shrugged, taking her hand as I concentrated back outside,
"But I just hope it's the only one I'm keeping. I don't want the other one as much."
Max nodded and I snapped my eyes open, breathing in the smell of forest and trees instead of toxic waste.
Just then, alarms started off and I could hear the sound of Flyboys whirring.
"Where are we going?" Max asked as I pulled her through the forest.
"I have no freakin' clue," I muttered.
And then suddenly I stopped.
"What? What is it?" Max whispered, glancing around, as I pulled her backwards, walking back the way we had come.
"What are you doing, Fang?" She nearly squeaked, surprised and shocked at the same time.
"He wants us to go that way. He's expecting us to go that way," I mumbled before exiting the forest.
Flyboys started after us, their red eyes shining in the setting sun.
I would have liked to stop and watch it with Max, kiss her lips and tell her everything was going to be all right, but I was running from my death, so I really didn't have time, right?
RRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUULLLLLLLEEEERRRRRR
AN: Just so people don't get confused: Fang's POV AGAIN:
"Max, it's gonna be okay," I promised her as we flew through the air, somewhere over Arizona.
"And you know this how?" She questioned, skeptical about my guarantee.
I sighed.
"Because… all right, you got me. I have no idea how this will turn out. But I'm hoping for the best," I admitted and she nodded, satisfied with my proclamation apparently.
"So what are we supposed to do now?" She turned to me in mid-air, causing me to stop.
"I have no idea. I was wondering if you had somewhere we could go," I shrugged.
All this time I had been dragging her everywhere; it seemed fair to find out where she wanted to go for once.
"Hmm," Max tapped against her chin, acting like she was thinking about something,
"Do you know everything about me? Like, where I came from?" She pondered, her blue eyes drifting over to mine.
"Yes," I nodded.
"Good. So you can help me find my real parents, right?" Max jumped at the chance and I grimaced inside.
I hadn't thought about this one thing she might want to do.
I don't think she was going to like what she saw.
"Yeah."
"So, where are they?"
"Kentucky. Lexington, Kentucky," I responded, the answer dug so deep into my mind that it was as if I'd already been there.
I knew what the old house looked like, which was Max's bedroom, all that stuff.
And I also knew where her parents were at that exact moment.
"Then let's get going! Show me the way, lover boy," She kissed my lips and waited for me to head off into the horizon.
We would have to be setting up camp in a few hours; the sun dipping behind the trees slowly.
I sighed, watching as Max cruised- enthusiastic- beside me as we left the west coast.
And headed back east.
Heading to Max's parents.
AN: BWAHAHAHA!
Finally! The story is going somewhere! YAY!
I'm kinda confused but this should be nearing the end.
Close to it, actually.
I can't write too long of stories and they make sense.
Sorry, peoples.
Had a bad day at school today so I wasn't really in the typing mood.
And I take keyboard, so I've already been typing for an hour and a half.