Hey again! Thanks to all those who subscribed but I need feedback more...constructive feedback. I apologize for the late update, but I've been busy vacationing and whatnot ;). Anyway, to make up for it, I posted a pretty long chapter and the surprise that I promised! (look at who's POV it's in!) Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride, all that belongs to J.P. But I DO own my new character! ;D

Fang's POV

It was well past 1:00 AM and Hypnos still didn't have me trapped in his mystic resting chamber. I decided that I might as well check out my blog since I couldn't fall asleep anyway. I flipped open my super technologically-enhanced computer and brought up my bookmarked blog. In just four days—the last time I had checked the blog—I already had over 15,000 new bloggers blogging to me.

"Hey Fang, I think I have super spit. I can spit a huge blob really really far. Can I be part of your mutant group too?" ~superspit334

I sighed. Honestly, these people had no idea what they were dealing with.

"HEEY FANG! I just wanted 2 let u know that if ur anywhere near NYC then hmu! Ill be more than happy 2 let u stay with me 4 a while! ;D" ~melissaXfang178

I shook my head. People had to learn that no way was I about to reveal my location—which wasn't anywhere near New York, by the way—and take shelter with a random stranger. It was nice for them to think about us, though.

"I heard you n max split up again. must be tough man...hope youre doin aight..." ~shaqlover4562

My insides turned at the mention of Max. I couldn't bear to think about her; it hurt too much. And especially thinking about her with Dylan made my blood boil like crazy, but I had left her so I couldn't complain. I sighed and shook my head again to get the thought of Max out of my head.

I continued to look at the comments of my bloggers for another two hours and I wasn't even half-way done.

"Wow. Your blog really is a hit, they weren't kidding." a voice said behind me. A shiver ran down my spine.

"Yeah, people usually like it when their world-savers are out there getting their butt whooped for them." I replied quietly.

Maya smiled. I looked away. She looked, talked, and acted way too much like Max that it pained me every time I looked at her, too. But I had needed her, so I had had no other choice. Of course, although Maya was Max's clone, she had her differences; she wasn't the same person.

"Can't sleep?" she asked me.

"Obviously."

She chuckled and I shuddered. Dang it, she laughed just like her too.

"How long have you been up?" Maya asked. I looked at the time on the computer screen: 3:52 AM it read. I hadn't even noticed that I'd been up for so long.

"Couple hours," I replied.

"You should get some sleep. I'll keep watch." she said, though I couldn't imagine what she would be keeping watch for.

I sighed and nodded. "Alright."

I put my computer away and lay down to get some rest. This time, sleep immediately overwhelmed me and I dozed off.

/_-_-_\

It was a clear bright sunny day when I finally woke up. The scents and essences of the unique culture wafted into my nose. I could literally taste the heavenly chickens as their smells made their way towards us. I opened one eye to see why I was waking up to such luxuries, only to see an excited Star looking down at me.

"Oh good, you're awake," she said, "here, grab some grub, you'll need it." Star handed me a napkin with the rich and fatty chicken on it; my mouth watered.

"Where'd you get this?" I asked. She made no attempt to answer but just pointed at the chicken stand as she licked the oily chicken fat off her fingers.

"We don't have any money." I said. She shrugged.

I sighed. "We can't be stealing food, Star."

"Wasn't my idea." she replied and I raised a questioning eyebrow at her. She pointed at Ratchet and I let out a soft groan.

Ratchet's been trying to take over my gang ever since the Doomsday bash. He saved a few lives and now he thinks he's like the biggest hero ever or something. Anyway, he jumps at every opportunity he gets to take charge of the flock, and to be honest, it's starting to get really irritating. I have to cope with him, though, with all of them, actually, since I don't know if I could do it without them. We only have 6 people as it is. It was just me, Maya, Star, Ratchet, Kate, and Holden Squibb. I couldn't afford to lose or ditch any of them, so I just had to deal with Ratchet's smart-ass attitude—for now.

I got up from the ground and dusted myself off—napkin of chicken still in hand—and made my way over to Ratchet.

"We can't be stealing, man." I said to his back and he turned around at my voice.

He shrugged. "Were you just going to let us starve, man? We've eaten barely anything in two days."

I shook my head. "Still. It's wrong and we can't afford to do it again." I told him.

Ratchet laughed in response. "Look, man, I'm not gonna starve. And if it comes down to stealing, then so be it. Why do I need to worry about them?" He gestured towards the busy streets that were full of people.

I could feel a brawl building up, and right now, that was the last thing I needed. Besides, I wasn't in any mood to fight with the punk, so I just sighed and said, "Whatever, man. There's other ways to get food too, though."

Ratchet just rolled his eyes and turned away. I didn't know how much longer I was going to be able to keep him in this flock without ripping his guts out; he was really getting on my nerves.

/_-_-_\

It happened around mid-day. Just after 12:30. My flock and I were walking along the crowded streets of B—oh wait, I'm not giving away our location quite yet—when all of a sudden, this guy disappeared right before our very eyes.

I blinked, thinking that I had just imagined it, but no, the very next second, he reappeared, acting as if nothing had happened. I looked to my flock to make sure I wasn't going senile, and the look on their faces, thankfully, confirmed my sanity. Kate looked at me and grinned; without asking, I knew what she was thinking, what I was thinking. We decided to approach the guy.

"Hey," I said, walking up to him. He just looked at me.

"Ni hao," I tried, since that was the spoken language in the country.

"'Sup?" he asked me.

I heard Holden grunt at his easy reply in English when I had gone through the trouble to acknowledge him in the country's native language, though it clearly wasn't his. Something about the way he'd replied, though, threw me off; his blunt manner seemed awfully familiar but I couldn't quite put my finger on it.

I cleared my throat to hide my annoyance. "Uh, so do you have a minute?" I asked.

"What for?" he asked indifferently but I noticed that he was looking around ever so slightly for something, someone.

"We just had to ask you something." I replied.

He raised an eyebrow at me. This guy carried himself well; he was evidently someone that people would look up to. He was tall—maybe my height—he had dark hair and dark green eyes with light tannish skin. He wore a black shirt and black jeans. He was good-looking, too, someone most girls would probably fall for. He actually looked a lot like me.

"Maybe you're not as sly as you think?" I said quietly.

His eyes widened a fraction but he tried to play it off. "I don't know what you're talking about." he said.

"Don't you?"

"I don't think I'm sly." he mumbled and I actually smiled a little.

"Maybe if I convinced you that you could trust us..." I started.

He narrowed his eyes. "I don't trust anyone." he said icily.

"And why is that?" I retorted just as coldly, taken aback from his sudden mood change.

"Just-just 'cause." he scoffed.

I sighed and nodded to my gang. They nodded back and Star and Ratchet grabbed both of his arms.

"Let me go!" He spat, struggling to break free, but Star and Ratchet had their grip on him. Then, all of a sudden, he had punched Ratchet across the face, pulled away from their hold, and taken off in the opposite direction.

"W-what the hell?" I shouted, shocked.

I didn't have to order my gang to go after him; they were already on his heels, but dang was he fast. We had to chase him down three blocks before I sped up and caught him. He tried to punch me in the face but I grabbed his hand and forced it down.

"What do you want?" he whispered at me, his voice desperate.

"I told you," I hissed, "We just want to talk."

He stopped struggling. He stood up and again just looked at me. Then, before I knew what was going on, he was no longer in my grasp. One second the fabric of his clothes was wrapped around my fingers and the next I was clutching thin air.

"Damn it." I cussed as I saw him reappear 2 yards to the right of where he had been just a moment before. He gave me a sly grin and disappeared again. This time he reappeared 10 yards away with the same cunning smile on his face.

I groaned. I knew I had underestimated this guy.

"Star?" I asked, looking at her.

She nodded and sped off. That threw him off. His eyes widened at Star's mutant ability of super speed. In seconds she had zoomed towards him, grabbed his arm, and dragged him back in front of me.

"Convinced?" I asked.

He gave me a deathly glare and tried again to escape Star's grasp but Kate and I both held him and he finally stopped moving.

"Who sent you?" he asked me quietly.

I sighed. "That's what I've been trying to tell you. We're not after you." I said; he didn't look at all convinced.

"At least hear us out?"

He just looked at me. For a whole minute he just looked me in the eyes and I got a feeling of uneasiness. I'm not sure why, but when I was around him, it felt strange. No one could ever unhinge me like he did just then, and it wasn't something I liked.

"Who are you?" he finally asked.

I gave him a wry smile. "I'm Fang. You?"

"Seven." he replied after a slight hesitation.

"Seven? Like the number seven?" Ratchet asked.

"No, like the letter seven." he muttered and I smirked at Ratchet's blank face.

"I'm Kate!" Kate said, still clutching him from escaping. He just nodded at her and the rest of my gang introduced themselves.

"So mind coming with us for a while?" I asked him after all the introductions were over.

"Alright." he said after thinking about it for a while.

I led him down six blocks before turning into a small broken-down house in a narrow dark alleyway. The abandoned alley had many unused and broken cars and other vehicles that maybe might come in handy. Seven raised his eyebrows at me when I motioned for him to enter the alley but he finally seemed to trust in me that I wasn't planning to ambush him—at least not right then, anyway.

"Alright, so who are you running from?" I asked him when we were concealed in the dark.

Seven shook his head 'no'. "I want some questions answered first." he said.

"Fair enough," I smirked, "What do you want to know?"

"Who is she?" he asked nodding his head in Star's direction. "She's super fast."

"I'm Star," Star answered for herself, "And yeah, I'm super fast. What about it?"

"Why?"

"Why?" I scoffed. "What about you? You've got some tricks yourself. Explain that to us."

"Do all of you have powers?" he asked, ignoring my question.

"Yeah, we're Beijing's typical freak group." I muttered, annoyed (Okay, so maybe I am going to reveal our location. Doesn't matter, we relocate often, anyway.).

Seven recoiled at my use of 'freak'; he obviously didn't like being called that either.

"So then, what's your power?" he asked, looking at me.

"Me? I have wings. I can fly. Cool, right?"

He gave me a look and I knew what he wanted me to do. I sighed and unfurled my wings from behind my back, but I had to turn sideways so the full length of my 16-foot wing span could fit in the alley.

As soon as my huge dark wings were in full view, I received a gasp from everyone around me. I may be a freak, but my 16-foot black wings were to die for. Darker than the color of obsidian, yet softer than satin sheets. It was as if their darkness overwhelmed me, making me a dark angel. Standing there, I looked like a giant black leopard with wings and I gained an aura of ultimate power. When my wings were outstretched, it made me the king, the one in charge; I was unchallengeable.

They were all admiring me with utmost interest, because although my gang has seen my wings before, they've never been able to observe it up so close. I even caught Seven gawking at my magnificent, gleaming black wings before he stopped himself when he saw me smirking at him. I quickly tucked them away after a few minutes because there was hardly any space for them in the narrow alleyway.

"Believe me now?"

"C-can you really fly with those?" he asked, still mystified.

"Obviously," I sneered, "Did you think they just glued that on me for show?"

Immediately I regretted saying that when I saw something change in his eyes.

"They?" he asked carefully.

I cleared my throat and gestured for the rest of my gang to share their powers. I purposely left out my trick of being able to disguise myself into my surroundings if I sat still, but even my gang didn't know that. Seven already knew about Star's super speed and Kate demonstrated her increased strength capabilities by lifting up a nearby car by herself, which—I have to admit—was really cool. When Holden cut off his arm right above the elbow, I heard Ratchet laugh at Seven's flabbergasted face, and I couldn't help smiling either when I saw his eyes grow even larger when Holden's arm started to grow back. Holden can regenerate limbs, like a starfish, so it doesn't matter to him whether he loses any limbs or not.

"Not bad for a kid," Seven muttered and I grimaced. Holden's power was really unique and useful, but he looked like a 10 year old kid even though he was around 15. We had teased him about it at first, too, but he was a part of the gang, and besides, he'd been through a hell of a lot with white coats; he didn't deserve to be teased.

"I can't exactly demonstrate my power," Ratchet said, pulling me out of my thoughts, "but I wouldn't be here if I wasn't a mutant, right? I have super enhanced senses; I can see, hear, and smell farther than anyone else you've ever met. That's why I wear these—" he said, and motioned to his sunglasses and headphones. "—it can get really distracting at times."

Seven nodded, obviously believing Ratchet's statements.

Maya came next, and she too exposed her broad, beautiful wings. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught Seven eyeing Maya, and for some reason, that really irritated me.

"So," I said, "What is your power?"

Seven nodded again and stood up. This time again, he moved from 10 feet away to barely inches away from me. "Teleportation." he said simply.

I nodded. "And who is it you were running away from?" I asked. He flinched.

"People are after me. I'm not exactly sure who, but they know about my mutant tricks and they want to capture me. I don't know what they want to do with me, but I know it involves my power." he spoke rapidly and quietly, almost as if it hurt to say so. But what he had said had made me anxious as well.

"Do you know what they look like? The people after you?" I asked, thinking about the white coats.

"I'm not sure. They just dress like normal people but I can feel them watching me. They've followed me into 3 countries now."

I raised an eyebrow. "Exactly how far can you teleport?"

Seven shrugged. "I haven't really put it to the test yet, but like I said, I can teleport into other countries. I teleported from India to here."

I was pretty stupefied. Seven's power was incredible, as well as really useful. He could escape basically anything if he wanted to.

"In that case, I'm guessing you would like some help with keeping away from these people, right? Someone to watch your back?" I asked. He didn't say anything.

I sighed. "Look, we're running away from people, too. The people that are after you could very possibly be the same people after us. I think it's best to stick together. We're always looking for new recruits, anyway." I said with a sly grin.

That got Seven's attention. That we were running away too. I could tell from his facial expressions that he was interested, and also that he was considering my proposal. I let him think about it for about 5 minutes before I invaded his thoughts.

"Uh, so, what do you say? Do you want to come with us?"

He looked at me, and finally, he let in. "Alright," he said, "I'll go with you." I could see the rest of the flock talking excitedly; they obviously liked him.

"Well then, welcome to the gang, Seven." I said with a grin.

Haha! So yes, my new character is Seven, and as you can see, he's freaking epic! I couldn't think of a name for him, and since I'm not very creative, his name is a number. I am going to apologize beforehand if I had any mistakes I made with the plot...I am not a good writer and I don't exactly check up with my facts to make them precise...sorry. (I know Fang's wingspan is 14 feet, but I wanted to make him more awesome then he already is). One last thing...honestly people, if you don't check out my other fanfic Secrets Untold (which I also updated), I won't update here so often. Please check it out. ;( COOL SHANKS BYE (: