Hey guys, again sorry for the wait. I need to make time for you guys... Ive been busy on my other Fan fic site and school and everything else life has to throw my way. So i'm going to try and write this as fast as I can in hopes that I'll get it up tonight. Thank you all for being supportive. especially Flower, you dear are really awesome for commenting. And yes, you do deserve another chapter to be posted. In fact this chapter goes out to you.


Chapter 10. This Life has no meaning.

The morning had been slightly chilly with a hint of fog filling the air. The musty smell brought everyone cringing their noes's to try and get the smell away. The sun had been blocked by the clouds and the scene seemed to be one of a horror movie instead of a real life morning.

Max lifted her head and her mind had been clouded by numbness as she rubbed the back of her neck. She had no memory as to how she landed in the middle of nowhere, or why she had done so. But she just shrugged it off and walked around. She buried her face in her hood as she walked through the unknown terrain of the town, few people had been out and about and most who were out were just drving by, paying no attention to the stranger.

Max pulled down her hood and she flipped her hair out of her hoodie as she crossed the street. She felt a dim smile caress her face a she munched on a half eaten granola bar from her pocket. She looked up from her breakfast to see somebody watching her. Their face had been hidden behind a blue scarf and black sunglasses. Max felt that their presence made her uneasy and she walked in the other direction. After a few minutes the feeling went away and now was replaced with the... need... Her face flushed with the thought of her life. She had been embarrassed for what she had to do, but it was her way of survival and it was a sick feeling that only Liu had made her accustom to.

Killing wasn't something she generally enjoyed, but it was like a drug... she was addicted. It made her go nuts everytime she was away... Her thoughts would get twisted with the thought of somebody getting hurt and she couldn't help but smile... Max walked to a small neighbor hood and she watched as a group of teens about her age, passed by her smiling chatting away without a care in the world. It made max think about the flock and how much she actually missed them, seeing them yesterday gave Max a little more determination to know that her family was doing so well on their own.

Max walked down an alley way and she pulled off her backpack, she unzipped it and pulled out a small grey flip-phone that she had kept charged in case of emergency. It was one of those pre-payed Obama phones that came with free service and it came in handy. Max flipped up the screen and watched the phone come to life. She scrolled through the contacts and she sighed.

It was time for her to face her problems and reconnect with her family. She felt a pang of happiness stab through her chest as she aw Fang's name pop up and without even hesitating she hit entered and waited for him to answer.

one ring

two rings

three rings...

Max felt her smile sink down as it went to the third ring, usually when a phone goes to third ring I meant that the other person was not going to answer. She stood there and just listened to the rings. To her it felt like 5 minutes went by, but actually no more than 10 seconds went by. Max was about to give up and end the call when she heard a phone ringing behind her. Max quickly turned her body to see the same emotionless eyes that she has known her whole life. She dropped her phone and propelled herself forward, wrpping her arms around Fang's neck. Squeezing him near death.

Fang coughed but he too latched his arms around Max, soon the whole band of winged children came together and hugged one another.

Max pulled away and smiled. She looked towards each of the kids before her and noted the dramatic changes that each one took. Two years, its been since Max could finally bring herself forth to see the flock without running off. She just couldn't take the silence anymore. She wanted to get clean and she knew that the best way to end her crisis of being a murder would come to an end if she stayed with them.

Everything was going to be fine.

or so she thought.