I just realized that I'm a horrible writer/author for not updating regularly. I'm sorry guys; I've just had a really sad/frustrating week. Hopefully this makes up for everything.

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Disclaimer: (Sadly) I don't own Maximum Ride… See, I wrote it. If you don't believe me, re-read the disclaimer -_-

Chapter Eight: Memories Come in Stages

-Max's P.o.v.-

We bolted to Angel's room, throwing open the door to see her in shock. She just stared at me in shock before whimpering and holding her hands out to me. I went over to her slowly before picking her up (despite the fact that she's not a seven year old anymore) and holding her close to my heart.

"You don't remember us," she whimpered, clutching my shirt between her fingers. "Why don't you remember us?"

I sighed, glancing out the window and then turning to Nudge and Kate. I could distantly hear footsteps pounding up the stairs. "Could you give me a moment with her?"

"Alright, Max. I'm going to go inform every-" Kate started before I cut her off.

"Don't worry them too much. I don't want them to worry anymore. They've had enough already," I whispered. Kate and Nudge both nodded before leaving the room and shutting the door behind them. The frantic voices started up, probably annoying Kate and Nudge, but I didn't pay attention to that… I couldn't at the moment.

"I'm so sorry, Angel." I apologized, sitting on the edge of the bed and whipping away the newly shed tears. We stayed that way for a while before she spoke up.

"Do you really not remember us? Did you really forget us?"

"Angel… I… I can't remember because of the school. I want to remember so badly, but 'memories come in stages,' I once read in a book. I have to take it slowly, but the weird thing is… It's like one side of me is telling me I know you while the other says forget. My head goes with forget because it is easier to forget then to remember." I explained, rubbing her back, between the wings. It was natural and calming to both of us.

"The white coats took your memories of us away?" she asked, her beautiful blue eyes staring back at me sadly.

"I guess…"

"Do you have memories from the school?" she asked, poking me in the head.

"Yes I do, but you can't poke me in the head to get them out." I joked, bouncing her. She giggled, still holding on to my shirt tightly as if to make sure I would not leave.

"After they erased my mind of you guys, I woke up in a white room. Remember, Angel, that I'm guessing this is after they erased my mind." She nodded, and I continued. "My head burned, and I was confused… So very confused…" I murmured. She looked at me sadly before she started wiping her own tears.

"It's getting late," Angel said, grabbing a forgotten pillow off the floor. "You should rest like Kate said."

I sighed. Man could these kids be anymore abrupt. "Alright then…" I tucked her in, whispering 'good-night', and with that I walked out into the hall to see Fang leaning against the wall.

"That was sweet," Fang whispered, staring at me with his midnight eyes. I gave him a look saying what-do-you-mean-?

"You tucked her in," he added, "We never do that anymore. She's gotten a lot stronger since then."

"I know… I can see it in her eyes," I told him firmly, walking down the hall and slipping into the room I had almost changed in. The cloths were laying abandoned on the floor. I threw myself onto the bed and thought of how my day could get better. Boy, was I thinking the wrong thoughts…

-Dreamscape-Max-Ride-

'Dreams are like a reality,' I said to myself once. They haunt you in ways un-imaginable. They tear your heart out and throw it in a ditch… Well that's how I feel.

I'm in a forest though, surrounded by pine-smelling trees that loom over me. Yes, Max knows some very descriptive words. I read them in some books that the white-coats so nicely offered me. Back to the dream…

There were wolves howling in the distance, ready to hunt, but I don't think they were actually wolves. I could almost hear the human in their howls. They were Erasers for sure.

"Come out little birdie!" One screamed into the sky, making me gasp and spin in a circle. I let myself shift back into a wolf, biting back a moan of pain as my organs shifted again.

"We know you're there! Come out or your Flock will pay the price!" Another voice screamed, their voice much closer to me than the other.

I growled softly before something grabbed me roughly by the scruff of my neck. I yelped at twisted to get away, but I never got out; the Eraser just tightened his grip.

"Got you now birdie," it hissed in my ear. "Time to settle your death."

"N-no!" I gasped out, struggling to get away, to fight him.

"Max?" Someone whispered to my right… One of my Flock.

"Goodnight birdie," the Eraser laughed before I heard a bang, and my world went black… The last thing I heard was the screams of the Flock.

A.N:

Again… I am deeply sorry! I think I will update next Friday. Also, in a review, leave a comment if you want me to have another story with the Flock being absolutely crazy to each other to pass the time. :D Until Friday, Have a Good Day!

-BabyBlueBeluga-