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Luke approached Fang again and it took all his effort to look up. "What do you want?" Fang spat out.

"I just wanted to let you know that your suffering will end soon, maybe even tonight."

"What does that mean?"

"We need only the alliance of one more Half blood in order for Kronos to reach full power. Very soon you won't even be your own person; you will be Lord Kronos, king of Olympians!" Luke looked insane in the dim light.

"You're crazy," Fang said.

"Am I?" Luke countered.

Fang tried to stand up but Luke saw how weak he looked, Luke saw he was practically crawling. He looked puzzled, as if Fang should have been stronger. "How can Kronos want someone so weak?" He asked himself. "Why would he want you when you can't even stand?"

"I can stand," Fang said. He tried hard and managed to stumble up on the land before falling back down, hitting his head.

"I see," Luke smirked. "No matter, once Kronos invades your body you'll be more powerful than you can ever imagine."

Fang grinned to himself. "I can stand," He said again.

"Don't bother,"

"I know I can," Fang replied. He stood up and staggered for a few feet. Then he did something Luke didn't expect at all. Fang punched him in the face. Luke was taken aback. He fell to the floor. "I can stand, and so much more!" Fang said, unfurling his wings.

"I don't understand!" Luke said, getting up.

"It's not that complicated; I tricked you." Fang said, already running for the light. He jumped up, his wings straining. Once he got back to Max he needed to remind her that they had to fly every day to keep up, his wings were tired. Maybe it was just from being wherever he was though.

He got to the little door of light and flew through it, flying straight up. Crash! He fell to the floor. He flew into a ceiling. Stupid! He thought to himself. This is your only chance to escape! He quickly got up again and for the first time got his bearings. It looked like he was in old time dungeons; there were cells with bars everywhere. He looked back where he came from and saw pure darkness. He slammed the door shut and very faintly heard Luke scream.



He saw a spiral staircase to his left and dashed up it, not even daring to look behind him. He saw several people in orange T-shirts walking around but no one tried to stop him. Wherever he went he was reminded of a medieval castle, yet he couldn't find an exit. Maybe this castle has turrets, he thought, that would be a good way to fly away.

He knew he had friends on the outside of this place but he was slowly forgetting them. He knew the leader; the one he loved was named something with an M. Marry…Marion…Max! Max! He needed to escape and find Max. Eventually the orange shirted kids started to try to stop him. He guessed that they knew he had escaped by now.

Crap, where to go?

He found himself surrounded, not sure which way to go. He figured going up would be good. He snapped out his wings again and rose slowly. Then he was knocked down. He was weak but he had enough energy for a few good punches. He tried but did not succeed. The crowd parted and Luke approached him. "Nice try," He said though his bruise pulsed.

"Nice bruise," Fang said. He knew the angrier the enemy was, the less they'd act in battle.

"Shut up," He said. "Kronos has made a decision,"

"Oh yeah?"

"You're just being used as bait, he will go along with his original plan and use Maximum Ride's body for his own."

"Max," Fang said. They planned to make Max come, they planned it all. He was only a pawn and Max was being lead to him. He knew she would come for him, that's how she was. "Don't, just use me." He said.

"It's too late for that." Said Luke, getting even closer to Fang. Then he remembered no more.