I am so angry with my self right now. I was going to post a new great chapter, one better than all the rest and then bam! I realize that I wrote in in DOx instead of story. So I went to do the copy and paste trick and I accidently did something and it never saved. uuuuggggghhhhh. well that's my depressing story before the story 4-26-1 but here it is now re copied and pasted

Hey, man its been a while. I would apologies but I feel as if my apologies are just a waist of time. I have a question, this goes out to anyone who has read any of my previous stories on this website- don't look I deleted them- but if you have read any of the five I think there was, could you give me feedback and tell me if I should rewrite them so that way you guys know what happened and have a better version of it. Because I know that the old stories were horrible but they had a good plot line behind it.

Just let me know 'kay.

Also I would like to take this time to write another trigger warning, I know that gore is not an ideal fanfiction idea for Maximum ride; but this is a gore-ie type of story (No rhyme intended), if you feel like blood, murder, gangs, drugs, or any type of jazz in that band wagon might trigger you or make you feel uneasy, please do not read on. I don't want anyone to feel triggered and I certainly don't want comments telling me that you are triggered by it. If you don't like it don't read anymore because there are people out there who do like this type of thing and I'm not going to hold back. Okay. thanks.

I also want to thank you all once again for being here with me and all my shit-post beginnings and if you like CreepyPasta- oooohhh I love me some creepypasta- Follow me on WattPad! I have a few fanfictions based off of it and I think that you guys will enjoy it. My name is PupTheKiller. If you find me, leave me a message saying that you are from here and I'll post a shout out on my message board and my next chapter of any book of your choosing. You'll even get previews before I post chapters if you wish.

So with out further a-due, I must write the next chapter for you guys. This time it's in first person now that we are out of the o'l max being away. Tell me which P.o.V you like better and if I should continue writing in third person or first person. I'll have the comments vote on it.


Chapter 11; I want to...

I felt my heart clamp into my chest. My heart beat was pulsing in an irregular pace and I could hardly breathe. Everything about this moment made me want to tear up and cry. I felt like everything I thought I knew was a lie, Here, my flock- My family- is standing before me. They are well kept, hair cut short and shined as if they had just taken showers. Their clothes had no holes besides for two neatly cut slits in the back for their wings. They looked like they had a life now, one where they didn't have to worry about being on the run or starving for days because the money was tight and we didn't have to fly for hours upon hours at a time.

They looked like a real family.

And then there was me, I only had one or two outfits, both in which had so many holes and stains that it couldn't even pass as rags. My hair, god, don't even get me started on this train wreck. I had recently cut it with a switch blade to keep it from getting tangled but that didn't work. The jagged lines made it look like it had been used in a hack saw and it had twigs and dirt clumps in it. the feel was greasy and made me want to cringe every time I felt it.

I looked like what I was, nothing more than a killer on the run.

I looked down at the youngest member, her blond curls danced in the wind as she stared back up at me, her blue eyes shined with certain brightness that only her eyes could possess. Her face was a peachy color. But all in all even after all of these years she still lives up to her name.

Angel, my little princess. How I've missed her, she used to be the light of my life. She has grown. Her childlike face was now shaping into a older face. The chubbiness had melted away from her face and transformed to a much older face. Even though she was 8 I could see the difference in her.

"Max..." She said, her voice as soft as feathers. She sounded much older than what she actually was which frightened me a bit. But i quickly got over that. I couldnt say anything to her since I was too busy taking in everyones apperamce.

Iggy and Fang definitely grew and now they towered over me making me feel as if i was a midget. They had to at least be over 6 ft now. Nudge had looked like she had grown and she was just shorter than me, maybe by an inch or two. Then gazzy, then Angel following right behind him. I looked and i noticed a member missing. The ol' Total. I wondered where he went. But my question was soon answered when i saw that crazy mutt jump from Angels Back pack.

He looked much older, even growing a few grey hairs. He jumped up into my arms without saying a word and he licked my face. If this had been two years ago, I would've scolded total but i was just too happy to care. I sighed slightly and I put total in Angels arm.

I couldn't breathe once again. I was left just staring off. What was happing to me? I felt as if the whole world was crashing down on me. I couldn't explain in detail what I was feeling, but I could say that it had shown on my face because as I looked around I could see the concerned faces that surrounded me. I closed my eyes for a moment and forced a smile.

"I can't believe that I have this opportunity to see you guys once again. It's been two long years and I must say... It hasn't been an easy life." I said through clenched teeth. "I mean just look at us now. Together for another little reunion. I'm thrilled but... as much as I want to stay and chat I have something that I need to take care of." I mumbled and I pushed passed my confused family.

I walked to the corner where I saw the same person in the blue scarf and sunglasses and I let out a low growl. The feelings that I have been getting have been coming from... that person. I don't know who that is but all I can say is that my paranoia is kicking a homerun and I'm not very thrilled about it. I walked towards the person my face flushing with anger, I wanted the person to leave to go away so that way I could feel at ease. I could see the mist begin to clear up as soon as I crossed the same street as that person. I watched as it watched me, I couldn't tell if it was a male or a female, all I know was that it was creeping me the fuck out.

As soon as I came close to it, it seemed to vanish. My eyes widened and I let out a frustrated scream. The ear curling scream left on lookers covering their ears and crying out in pain. The flock came by my side and Fang even offered to comfort me by placing an arm on my shoulder, but that only made me angrier and I recoiled at his touch and jerked away. His eyes widened and so did the rest of the flock. I sighed and I looked down at my hands to see that I had already had my switchblade in them... though I don't remember ever taking it out. I sighed for a moment.

The need was getting stronger and it was making me crave the sweet taste of metallic blood. I guess the need caused me to black out enough to only see a victim and nothing more. I need to do something about this or else I'll end up killing somebody else that I actually care about. I shoved the knife in my pocket before anyone could see and I made sure that my mind had been blocked so that way little Angel couldn't read it. I looked up at fang who looked down at me sympathetically and I sighed.

"I'm sorry... I just couldn't handle being around after killing Liu. I just didn't want you guys to see me that way." I muttered just softly enough so that way they were the only people to actually hear what I was saying. They all turned their heads towards me and they nodded in sync showing that they understood.

"It's Okay now Max, We wont look at you any differently. We still love you." Nudge said with a small smile. Everyone nodded and I just looked down.

"You guys shouldn't feel that way, I killed a man, and I killed others before and after him. I'm a killer a psycho you shouldn't want to be around me. Or waist your time trying to get me to come with you guys because I wont ruin your life anymore than I have" I admitted. I looked up slightly to see their reaction but all I got was small smiles and a sappy response.

"But that's all in the past now, max, we can get over that and clean up your past. We stay with your mother now and we really want you to come with us." Gazzy said with rosy cheeks. "Besides everyone makes mistakes."

"I know but still, this is an unforgivable crime and if I were you i'd leave now before I end up turning against you, ca-peish?" I said a little louder and I turned my back.

"Max, listen. We didn't come here for your excuses, we came here to bring you home." Iggy said, his face flushed with anger as he sighed. "We lost you for two years and you still feel as if you need to be gone! NO!" He yells out and I flinched slightly. "I mean come on Max, how long did you think you could last on your own? I can't see you but I can sure as hell tell that you are not fine. You need us Max and we need you!" Iggy stepped closer to me and I could feel the angered breath that slipped from his nose and I let out a frustrated sigh.

"I can't come with you because the only good i'll do is send us all on the run again. You guys have a better life without me and it took me some time to figure that one out. But now that I have I realized that I am no good for you any of you. I don't know how much I have to stress that to you guys but I cant do anything." I muttered as I started to walk away. Nobody was going to stop me, I could feel it in the air but something changed because Fang grabbed my arm, His firm grip left me trembling inside of my head. It made me feel weak that he could handle me like that but I couldn't do anything I felt useless.

"Will you please come with us? Please, I'm begging you and you know i'm not one to beg, Maximum." Fang hissed underhis breath just loud enough for me to hear. I kept a straight face, My eyes remained emotionless as I just stared at everyone. I have come to a dead end and I'm not sure I can get out of this one.

"Fine" I Said clear enough for the whole street to hear me.