Well, here is chapter three! Thank you again to my awesome reviewer I love ya! And to my follower you are awesome :) Now onto the chapter:

Max

"Angel?" I asked, daring to say her name for the first time in months. I whipped my head around to see through the side slits. I saw frightened blue eyes and messy blonde hair. Her pale, fragile hand was able to squeeze through her side holes.

"Oh my God sweetie! Are you okay?" I exclaimed, eager to get to her, but knew it would be impossible. "What did they do to you?" I growled.

She answered in a tiny voice, "Yeah, I'm okay. Just tired and weak. They poked and prodded me but nothing too serious. I- I'm not sure if I can fly though. I think they did something to my wings." She whimpered, "Max, I have so much to tell you."

"It's okay, as long as we are all together, we will be okay." I soothed.

The others had been listening to our conversation and I heard an excited chorus of "Angel!" Gazzy was the loudest, beyond happy to have his little sister back and in one piece. I saw her smile through the cage and I just wanted to hold her so badly. No matter how devious she was, I always loved her and had a special connection to her. I practically raised her as my own child after all.

"But Max," She continued hurriedly. "Jeb is here." She explained, "And Ari and the other Erasers. They are practicing with them to fight. They-they…they take all the kids who didn't come out the way they wanted and use them for Eraser practice. They're training them." She was on the verge of tears now.

"It's okay, Angel" I soothed, "I know. They do sick things here."

"No! Listen to me! I have to tell you." She practically cut me off, "And I'm sorry but Dr. Martinez is here. She's one of them!"

"No-" I began. My mom wasn't one of them, she couldn't be.

"Yes! She's working with Jeb and the 99% plan! And their goal is to KILL FANG!" She sobbed as my heart stopped. She kept going, though, "It's-it's something about his DNA. It could change the world. It has immortal powers that they believe are too dangerous. That's what this is all about here! They want to know if we have it too and what else we are capable of! They're going to kill us all! The end of the world is coming soon, I can see it!" By now she was in full blown tears and was unable to continue speaking. I took in all the information she has just blurted out in silence, mulling it over.

My brain flipped and flopped every which way, trying to think clearly. All I could comprehend, though, was that they were after Fang and I had no idea where he was or what he was doing or if he was even alive. I stared at her before throwing up again right in my cage.

Hours later of sitting in a stinking cage, but surrounded by my family, I drifted into sleep as the others did around me, having nothing else to do to pass the time. I didn't realize how exhausted I was until I closed my eyes and immediately fell to sleep.

My dreams were strange and confusing. I was lost in a maze and every direction I turned ended up at a dead end facing Ari with frightening glowing eyes. The entire time, I heard shouts overhead from my flock for help. After running for what felt like hours in the gray, endless maze, I collapsed around another corner to find Jeb. He stood tall and menacing in front of me. He wore a white lab coat and glasses. He gave me a slight, cunning smile as if he knew things I did not. In his hands he held a child, dangling it useless by the back of its onesie. It wasn't any normal baby, though. From its back spurted tiny black wings like Totals and it had dark hair and dark eyes. It was crying at the cold abuse from Jeb. It looked like Fang as a baby.

"Hello Max." He cooed smugly, "look what I have." My eyes flickered between him and the baby Fang. Something inside of me told me that I needed to save this baby, protect it with all my might, but I wasn't sure why. I narrowed my eyes in thought. "Oh Max," he continued, "Maximum. You are my daughter whether you like it or not. You're my flesh and blood, just like Ari. I know what you're thinking. You're confused, trying to figure me out and planning on how to save this from my evil grasp." He shook baby Fang violently, making him cry even more. "I'm disappointed in you, though. I assumed you more rational, but it looks as if I overestimated you. The fate of the world is in your hands and you've just messed up big time, kid." He paused and once again I could hear the cries of my flock for help overhead. He then took out a needle from his coat pocket and brought it dangerously close to the kid's neck. "You see this child? Whatever happens to it is entirely your fault, just remember that." He gave me an evil grin and kept his eyes locked in mine as he began to plunge the needle in the baby's neck.

"No!" I lunged forward in a desperate attempt. I then woke up with a start, huddled in the back corner of my crate. I cold sweat covered my body as I shivered overwhelmed with dizziness. Thankfully, I didn't throw up this time. My sudden cry woke Dylan up across from me.

"Max, are you okay? What happened?" For some reason I couldn't look him in the eye, knowing his gaze was filled with love and concern. I felt the hair on the back of my neck rise.

"Yeah, just a dream," I replied, looking down.

Just then, a door leading into the room flung open with full force and I heard footsteps enter the room. The black shoes stopped in front of my cage as the entire room, now awake, was frozen in silence of anticipation. I couldn't see who it was, but it was a whitecoat for sure. He flung the door open and before I could move, yanked me out by the back of my shirt and threw a bag over my head. I growled and screeched in rage as the others began to move in panic. He grabbed me close and whispered in my ear, "don't worry, it's me. Just come with me, I'm not going to hurt you, I promise."

It was the voice from my dream, the voice of the man who dares to call me his father. One of the most slimy, deceptive, and untrustworthy people I know. Jeb. His promises meant less than nothing to me. He moved quickly and violently, though, dragging me through a door and outside. Once we were out, he grabbed my hand and ripped the bag off my head. I noticed we had gone out a back door and were around the back side of the building, facing the woods. He spoke quickly so I wouldn't sock him in the face and fly away. I wasn't going anywhere, though. My flock was inside and the only way in was to swipe the card hanging around his neck.

"Okay, listen. We had to come out here to talk because they are watching and listening to everything we do. I had to seem like I was taking one of you somewhere to get tests so it wouldn't look suspicious. I'm sorry." He was sorry? Did Jed just apologize to me? About putting a bag over my head and dragging me outside. Of all the things he needed to apologize for! "But we need to talk," He continued, "because despite what you think I care about you, Max." I rolled my eyes. If that wasn't the biggest pile of bull crap I'd ever heard, I don't know what was.

"Spit it out already, what do you want Jeb?" I snarled.

He sighed uncomfortably, "Max, now I have no right to judge you, I know, and act like a real and normal father would in this situation, but I just need to make sure you are going to be okay." What the Hell was he getting at? "Remember when I told you that you and Dylan were supposed to create heirs for the new world? Well I didn't mean that I wanted it done now, in fact, I had to fight Dr. H-G against forcing it to happen in the immediate future. You're just a teenager…" His voice trailed off as he got lost in thought.

"Okay….and?" I asked, curious as to where he was taking this and slightly uncomfortable about this topic. I really didn't want to talk about this with anyone, especially Jeb. It just weirded me out.

"Well, when we found you in the woods and took you back here, we took blood samples from each of you to see what was going on with your bodies…and Max your results drew up a red flag…we know." He said uncomfortably. He knows? He knows what? That I'm part bird? Well whoopdie-freaking-do! I had no idea!

"Jeb, what on earth are you saying?"

He didn't let me continue and kept talking, "And I know that you and Fang have feelings for each other, but they all want and expect you to be with Dylan because that's what he was made for. But Max, I know how stubborn you are and I know you would follow what you feel and not care about those people, but I just need to know…"

"Need to know WHAT?" I practically screeched, completely confused as to what was happening. What did he care about Fang or Dylan? And what was in my results? Was Fang really my soul mate? Was it something they found in my DNA? My heart fluttered nervously thinking about it.

His face fell in confusion, "Max, do you really not know what I'm talking about? You have no idea?" I shook my head, waiting for an explanation. He took in a deep breath before answering, "Max…you're pregnant." My entire body froze. What? As I was trying to process this, he kept speaking, "Now listen, this is what I wanted to talk to you about. You have two options here. They're going to ask you if it's Fang's or Dylan's. If it's Dylan's they are going to keep you here and run tests on you and the baby as it develops. They're also going to keep Dylan here too to observe more of his DNA and prep you two for the world after this one is destroyed. If its Fang's…well they're going to get rid of it. They have no interest in it. And, again, they will keep you here until they decide what they want to do next with you. In both options I have no idea what will happen to the rest of the flock, I'm sorry. And if you lie and say its Dylan's when it's not, they will run DNA tests when it's born. And if they find Fang is the father, there will be consequences, I promise." Now that's a promise I believed. "I have no idea nor do you need to tell me right now whose it is, but I wanted to tell you your options for your sake and the baby's."

He looked at me, waiting for a response that I don't think I could muster up. "I'm…pregnant?" I squeaked. Now it all made sense, the emotions, the nausea and dizziness, the tiredness, and I had actually gained weight. And not like it was ever regular, but I hadn't gotten my period in a while. My gaze flickered down to my stomach, now that I had accepted the fact it had grown a little. It was tiny, probably only noticeable by me, but that was more than enough to freak me out. I was very skinny to begin with so any extra weight, even if it was just a couple of pounds, made me feel fatter. "Oh my God." I whispered, unsure how to feel. Of course I knew who the father was and I would be in big trouble if I didn't get out of here fast. Memories of that night came rushing back at me like a tidal wave.

It was back in Paris, the night before Angel was supposed to sneak into the Doomsday Group and learn about their plans. Earlier that day, we had gotten into yet another fight. Out of nowhere I had snapped in the elevator "How could you stop loving me?" and he looked at me like I had ten heads. We had then gotten into an argument, me obviously jealous of Maya and him jealous of Dylan. We were just filled with so much rage we couldn't control it and of course the others had heard us as we were screaming in the elevator once it had reached our floor. Later that night, after we had all gone back to our rooms, I couldn't sleep thinking about everything and worried about Angel going over to the Doomsday Group. So, I sat on my bed and watched TV, munching on crackers aggressively in my pajamas and trying to not think. Then, I heard a knock on the door leading out to my balcony. That's right; I had my own private balcony. I looked over to see Fang standing there awkwardly. I sighed, wondering what he wanted and curiously went over and let him in. "What do you want?" I snapped.

"We need to talk," he demanded as he barged into my room. Great.

"Alright. Fine. But what else is there to talk about?" I folded my arms up against my chest.

"I just…need to get everything out in the open and cleared up about what's going on between us." He responded, mimicking my movements subconsciously.

"Okay then, I'll tell you. You freaking left me when I needed you. Just up and left with only a stupid letter as an 'explanation.' You freaking tore my heart out, Fang! You just ripped it out and stomped all over it. If only you could have seen the pain I was in. After everything in our entire lives we had gone through together, you just walked away. You were the one person I could trust! Now who can I rely on? Nobody! You should have seen how weak and pathetic you left me, like an idiot. And then you had the nerve to run off and get all cozy and romantic with my freaking clone! You just think you can call me up and say 'oh hey, I know I completely devastated you, but let's meet up and I'll bring my girlfriend who happens to be you and we can just talk strategy like nothing is wrong.' Ugh, you're such an idiot. I'm such an idiot! I loved you Fang!" By now I was spitting mad and picked up the nearest thing to me which happened to be the box of crackers and flung it at his head. Unfortunately, he did have intense reflexes thanks to being genetically enhanced so he dodged it but the crackers did go flying across the room.

"Loved?" he asked softly.

"Yes! Loved! With a 'd' as in past tense! But not like it's an emotion you have ever known or anything." I growled back as I marched up closer to him.

He then laughed bitterly, "Max, you are so thickheaded! How can you not see that I've always loved you? Always have, always will." He remarked, "And I can see that clearly you've moved on to your boyfriend who was genetically created to love you! And congrats, by the way, on having his children and all." That last part really got to me.

I pushed my face closer to his and now our noses were touching and we were both breathing heavily from the fight. Something inside of me snapped. I smiled playfully and his face turned into a confused expression. "Oh, you're just jealous that the farthest you've made it was second base." I taunted, "You have no idea what Dylan and I have done." In reality, Fang and I had gone farther than Dylan and I ever had, but it was fun to tease him. And it got to him, his jaw twitched.

By now our breathing had gotten down and we were in a steady synced rhythm. Our faces were still pressed up against each other, though and he smirked back. "That pansy would never dare try anything. And you wouldn't let him, either. I know you Max, you're bluffing."

I know you Max. Those words hung in the air and he was completely right. He knew me inside and out just as I knew him. We were both still shaking in anger and we weren't sure what to do with it, so in that instant our lips made contact. And it was the most amazing thing I'd ever felt. I could literally see sparks behind my closed eyes. It was filled with so much passion, all the things we felt and couldn't stay. And we didn't stop at a simple kiss. The longer we kissed the more passionate it became and the more I wanted. As we kissed I jumped up, wrapping my legs around his waist and his arms holding me there. He began to move forward towards the bed and we never let our lips go as he lowered me down onto it, coming up on top of me. Now completely out of breath, he flopped down next to me and we laid there for a second, breathing heavily. I felt like I was in heaven. It was the most exhilarating thing I'd felt in maybe, ever. We turned back towards each other and began again; we got up, kneeling on the bed and still kissing all the while. He put his strong powerful hands of my hips and slowly brought them up under my shirt, making me tingle. When he reached my bra, he began to move tenderly back towards the clasp.

"Yes," I whispered excitedly as he began to take it off, letting it fall around my knees. I kicked it off the bed. One article of clothing down. I allowed his hands to roam freely, enjoying every second of it. I lifted my hands up, allowing him to pull my shirt off completely and he flung it somewhere across the room. Next I went after his shirt and pulled it off, exposing his beautifully scarred chest and intense muscles. He was the most perfect creature I'd encountered. I slipped my hands down and grabbed at his belt, wanting him so badly. I slipped it off and plopped it next to the bed.

"Max." He whispered passionately. It sent tingles up my spin the way he said my name as if it was the most beautiful word on earth. That single word was full of love and desire and I was only too happy to oblige. Sure Fang always made my knees weak and filled me up with burning love, but this experience was at a whole new level than we've ever gone before. Both physically and emotionally. We took turns flinging each other's clothes across the room until we were both naked and exposed.

He then gently yet powerfully and gracefully fell back on the bed on top of me and I was completely ready.

The next morning, I woke up under the sheets, cuddled up to a naked, sleepy Fang in the morning light. Not a bad way to wake up, if you ask me. We looked into each other's eyes, thinking about the night before and not regretting it one bit. It was perfect and in that moment I loved him and that's all that mattered. He gave me one of his to-die-for smiles and my heart melted as I couldn't help but lean in and kiss him one more time.

"Hey," He mumbled, "Good morning."

"Hey," I smiled back. The moment only lasted a few quick seconds though, because the next thing we heard was banging on my thankfully locked door.

"Max!" I heard Nudge's voice and froze, panic creeping in as Fang made the same face. These kids were totally capable of barging into the room at any second and I really didn't want to have to explain this.

"Yeah?" I croaked, on edge, "What's up?"

"Well everyone is down at breakfast, but Fang. Even his lazy gang is here! We think he ditched again!" She explained. "How come you aren't down here either?" she asked with innocent curiosity.

I heard Iggy give a whistle and Fang smirk. "Shut up," I whispered, punching him in the shoulder as we hid under the blankets. This was not funny.

"Uh," I began, "I was just getting ready and making sure our plans were perfected. Sorry sweetie, I'll be down in two minutes." I tried to explain and Fang grinned more at my lie. "As for Fang…why don't you go to his room and find him?" I asked, giving him a pointed look. She shrugged, "okay well Iggy is coming in; he needs toothpaste." Fangs eyes grew wide knowing Nudge was going to his room and before I had even a chance to respond, Iggy had knocked down the door. I felt bad admitting it, but in this moment I was so glad he was blind.

"Hey Max." He said as he entered, "where are you? I really do need toothpaste." Stealthily and Fang-like, he slipped out of bed and covered up with a blanket. He gave me a look as we gazed around the messy room with crackers all over the floor, clothes strewn around, pillows and blankets half-on half-off the bed, a lamp knocked off the side table (oops), and the TV remote broken on the floor after it had fallen off the bed. As Iggy walked forward, he began stepping on some of these objects and frowned in curiosity. In the meanwhile, Fang was silently tiptoeing around him to at least grab his boxers and jet out the balcony door before Nudge found his room empty. It was quite the scene that I had to force myself to stop laughing.

"Sorry Iggy, I'm on the bed." I said, slipping out of the covers and wrapping them around me. Sure Iggy was blind, but it still felt weird being completely naked in front of him. "Wait right there and I'll get it for you." I said, tiptoeing around the mess. Trying to avoid Iggy, Fang and I smacked right into each other, landing on the floor with a thud.

"Max, are you okay? What's going on in here? What am I even stepping on? Is that a lamp shade? Dude, this is so unfair I can't see!"

I looked down at Fang who gave me a smart-ass half smile. "Can't get enough of me?" He whispered jokingly. I hit him repeatedly as I practically chased him out.

Iggy seemed to stare directly at me and smiled, "Is someone in here?" He asked, "Fang?"

I froze in horror as I pushed Fang out the door in nothing but his underwear. "No, shut up Ig. Nobody is in here! I just had trouble sleeping last night you know, with everything that's been going on and, uh, got angry and threw a few things." Sure it was probable that I would do that, but it was one of the worst lies I had ever told. "Ew and why would it be Fang? I hate that idiot, he probably did skip town knowing him." Before going out the door Fang gave me a play hurt face. "Oh my God, get out of here!" I whispered to him as he opened the door silently, unfurled his dark, beautiful wings and pushed off into the sky, swooping down powerfully to his own balcony. I watched him go while still trying to hold a conversation with Iggy.

"Don't worry Max your secret is safe with me." He laughed playfully as I stormed over to the bathroom to grab some toothpaste.

"I have no secrets!" I screeched as I thrust the tube into his hand. "Now get out of here and I don't want to see your stupid face again. And you're going to pay for this door!" I hollered as he walked out chuckling.

The rest of the time we were in Paris the two of us didn't speak about it and simply pretend it didn't happen and that it wasn't the most amazing night of our lives, but we both knew. Once we had gotten that sexual frustration out of the way, we actually got along quite well. There were the secret glances and brushing up against each other, but no giveaways. And luckily, Iggy thought he was just kidding when he said that he knew my secret because he never brought it up again. Fang even comforted me after we thought Angel died although he did take off again and I was devastated. Little did either of us know what the consequences of that one night would be and I wondered if he would ever find out.

I was brought back to the present where Jeb was letting me take all this information in. "Now, Max, we're going to go back inside so if you'll cooperate now"-I didn't let him finish and simply just kicked him in the stomach hard, knocking him over. There was no way I was going back with him. I just needed the card to get in and free the flock. "Max-"He coughed as he attempted to get up, but I didn't let him because I socked him in the jaw.

"If you think that I'm just going to walk back inside with you then you've really lost it." I growled at him and went to take the string holding the card from around his neck, but he expected it and had a tranquilizer needle ready to plunge into me. Well, it was a good thing that I expected that as well and I quickly knocked it out of his hand, scooped it up, and plunged it into him within seconds.

So the news has been revealed! I hope you liked this chap and you will be reading more from Fang in the future! :) Please let me know if you liked or not! Review! :)