Me: Hi! I have an idea for this story now!

Nix: All because of me!

Me: Whatever! -finds button on ground- Hey! What's this?

Nix: A button.

Me: No durr! I wonder what it does...hmm

Nix: Oh no, You better not! Do you even know where the butt-

Me: -pushes button- Is it suppose to glow like that?

Nix: Fuck! I hate you.

Me: -whispers- Don't tell the others, but I hate you the most too!

Nix: -glare-

Me: Let's go grab some cho- -Disappears-

Nix: You have got to be kidding me! -grabs Me's jacket-

Me & Nix: AAAAA!

Ash: There they go..again...-sigh- I'm going to kill those two one day.

Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride or Harry Potter.

Chapter 2

15 years later

A tall, dark haired boy stood in the midst of a finished battle.

A battle where death was everywhere.

Thousands of mutants and humans were dead and it was all because of Itex.

The huge company had been kidnaping kids around the globe, using them for illegal test subjects.

It was because of Itex that only a small group, mutant and human, remained alive from the battle.

The world had been saved.

Millions of lives had been spared, but thousands were sacrificed to make this real.

The boy had barely survived, cuts were visible all over his body, he had broken several ribs and a deep gash on his side.

He stopped the bleeding in his side and tore off some of his shirt to make a bandage for it. Years of experience helped him know how to treat injuries like his.

After making sure it was tight, he walked toward the heart of the battle, stumbling a little along the way.

The heart of the battle was the last glimpse he had caught of Her.

Her being Maximum Ride.

The one who took on the worst, so others didn't have to.

The one who had saved the world, destroying one Itex to the next, never once stopping or worrying about herself.

He reached the heart and ignoring the pain in his ribs, started searching frantically for her. Hoping she somehow survived the fight and the fallen building, hoping she was looking for him as he was Her.

He stopped once for food and rest. It didn't help much, because he was up in an hour, giving no time to restore all of his energy.

One hour went by, then two and when he go to the third hour, His hands were bloody and skinned from the effort. He dare not stop, asking himself, 'Who else will help Her?'

He searched for seven hours to no avail. With each hour, he lost any hope of her survival.

He weakly shouted her name to no response.

If it was anyone else looking, they would've stopped searching and hoping after five hours, but this boy was determined and only after eight hours did he stop looking.

Too much, the boy thought. Too much for him.

He gave up hope and sat down.

He sat down and covered his face with his hands. A tear silently slid down his face hitting the dirt beneath him and he blinked back the rest.

He didn't know how long he sat there, nor did he care.

Would you care, Dear readers, if you lost someone? Would you worry about the time? I thought so. Continue on.

He would've sat there forever, his head in his hands, if not for Her voice calling out to him.

The boy thought he was hallucinating, after all, he had searched for hours.

But, there it was, very close and barely audible.

"Fang"

He wasn't hearing things was he?

"Fang"

It was a bit louder this time and it snapped him back into reality.

He stood up and if her hair hadn't been sticking out from under a chunk of metal, he wouldn't have located her.

He walked a bit slowly, thinking She would disappear if he rushed over, but eventually he hurried over there, unable to hold back.

Her legs were covered by a pile of wood and the boy was terrified to see the wood was half way burned.

He shifted it off of her and was met by a horrifying sight.

Her legs were tore up and burned beyond repair. The boy was sure she would never get to walk again, but he remained silent.

He took in the rest her injuries.

Her shirt was drenched with blood, wether Her's or others, he wasn't sure, and she had a huge, deep gash on her arm and there was three claw marks across her face.

He knelt down and was alarmed to hear her breath coming in quick, short puffs and He knew she was in pain from just whispering.

He brushed loose strands of hair from her face, internally yelling at himself for not preventing this.

"Max" He spoke her name in a strained voice.

She smiled, a small, painfilled smile.

"Fang. Listen." She coughed, caught her breath and continued. "I...I'm not going to make it." Her heart seemed to be slowing with every word and Fang was panicking.

"I p..promised myself I would tell you, before I l..left" She coughed violently and Fang was close to breaking, when he saw blood come up. "I..I Love you Fang. I was stupid to deny it, but I know now." She coughed up more blood. "Good-Bye Fang" and she was silent.

Her eyes closed and a small, peaceful smile was placed onto her face.

He lost it.

"Don't you dare leave me Maximum Ride! I need you! I," his voice broke. "Love you. I love you, Maximum Ride. I always have and always will."

Consumed by his grief, Fang stood up, unable to believe it.

He snapped out midnight, black wings and took to the sky.

He glanced back once, before he flew away.

He would remember her forever.

The figure watched the boy fly away and, making sure no one was near, picked the broken girl off the ground.

The figure withdrew a stick from his the inns of his sleeve and directed it toward the girl's injuries.

He muttered some words and was satisfied when the injuries started to heal.

The Figure laughed cruelly and levitated the girl.

Several Cloaked humans followed, carrying four other unconscious mutants.

"Foolish Boy," The figure said. "Thought she was dead. More for us!" The figure gestured to his followers. "Come."

With several, 'pops' the Figure and his followers disappeared.

Nix: Where the Fuck are we?

Me: I don't know. -points- Hey look! That guy's hot!

Nix: Yes, yes he-Why THE FUCK IS HE COMING AT US WITH A KINIFE?

Me: Maybe 'cause were in something called The Huger Games, duh!

Nix: THE HUNGER GAMES? ARE YOU SERIOUS? WERE GOING TO DIE! PUSH THE BUTTON!

Me: Fine.-Pushes button- Happy?

Nix: He's throwing the knife!

Me: Well, duh! He suppose to do-disappears-

District 2 Boy: What the Hell? -walks off-

Ash: The girls want me to ask you, Who is your favorite Character in the Hunger Games and READ & REVIEW!