Hey guys!! I haven't updated in quite a while, but here is another chapter. Its just a little bit short but I'm already working on the next chapter so you'll see that one soon. I don't really get to much of the point in this chapter, I find it quite odd... yeah so if you want the next chapter up sooner, then you'll have to review!! Here's Chapter 8!!

FANGS POV

I looked at Max, unable to think of what to do. She seemed lost in thought, like me. It was dead silent, not even Nudge could find words to speak. The rocket spaceship thingy was sitting in an awkward position, not like an ordinary spaceship thingy. Even though it looked like a rock.

Iggy was the first one to break his concentration and walked to the spaceship thingy.

It's a ROCKET!

For once I just ignored his little 'interruption' and continued being, well, in La-la land.

Even though he couldn't see the 'rocket', (I prefer to call it the rocket spaceship thingy…) he somehow sensed it. And he probably smelled it too… it reeked!

Anyways he stopped just a few feet away from the rocket.

"Guys?" He asked, "I think its gunna blow…"

Think or know. I thought, but then he started running, catching his wings in the fast flowing air.

"Up and away!" He shouted, and nobody doubted him then.

I was the last to take off, making sure the others got in the air before I did. But just as I flew up, BAM! Another explosion that made my ears shiver in protest to the noise level. Covering my ears, I flew faster and looked back and saw black, thick smoke covering the air. But what caught my eye was a flicker of white floating towards me.

I stopped and waited for the smoke to die down while keeping my eyes on that white speck. I didn't notice Max's furious expression as I darted towards the white speck into the black cloud.

The White speck grew bigger and bigger, but I was unable to find out why I was so interested of finding out what it was. It turns out it's a piece of paper. How could paper not burn in an explosion? Yeah, that's what I'm trying to figure out.

But it was still there, floating gracefully to, umm, nowhere. And I quickly caught up to it and snatched it. It looked like an envelope… hell it was one. But for some strange reason I felt that if I tried, I wouldn't open it. How could I feel that I couldn't do something that was my choice? I have no clue; I am very, somewhat, confused.

So I just held it to my chest and flew towards Max and the flock. Max was still fuming, but with some confusion, which made her look very cute and still somewhat dangerous. That totally turned me on. Ha-ha, that sounds totally wrong. And why did I say 'totally' twice in the last two sentences? Wait… make that THREE! I swear Nudge must be rubbing off on me. God, don't want a happy Fang do we? No we don't.

"so that beeping noise got louder and I just new it was a bomb, so I panicked-"

Iggy explained the tale of how he figured it out that it was a bomb in a dramatic view… while I, had to face Max.

"What was that?" She whispered, not as angry as I thought.

"Oh, just saw this envelope floating around in the smoke, and I just wanted to see what it says…" I said, maybe blabbering just a little bit.

She ignored my nonsense and asked, "What did it say?"

"Dunno." I replied.

She rolled her eyes sheepishly and tried to snatch the envelope from my arms but I playfully kept it out of her reach.

Max smirked and started to chase me. And so the game began. Even though Max could use her awesome super speed, she didn't wanting to catch me even more well, 'proudly' and claim she was faster than me even though she wasn't using her power. Yeah right. My wingspan is WAY longer than hers, maybe by a couple feet, I guess.

Anyways a felt joyful, putting some extra teasing on my part. I felt jolly. Yes, like Santa Claus. She kept swooping down and making fault movements of trying to get the envelope, trying to trick me. It always worked out, but she still didn't touch the paper.

I was so concentrated on keeping track on Max and on the envelope that when I heard her laughing, it startled me and I fell a few feet in the air, until I noticed that Max snatched the envelope while I was falling. Damn she's good. But I was still slightly embarrassed and annoyed, more embarrassed than annoyed (but I never let my playful expression leave my face… thank god.) that Max beat me. But I tried to show her I took it well and flew right up to her beautiful form and tried to grab her.

That's when I realized that I wasn't really annoyed but something was scratching at the back of my neck, thankfully not Killer, but not literally and that Max was just opening the letter. Something inside me said "DO NOT OPEN THAT LETTER!" Which again thankfully, was not Killer.

When I reached Max just as she was opening the letter, she stopped to look at me. And I realized my face was leaving a trace of my emotion, but this time I didn't care, it was something I needed to say, something that was maybe not right and I had the right to speak out. And I guess she saw how serious and confused I looked, but to me that's probably an understatement.

She opened her mouth to speak but I cut her off.

"I don't think you should open that."

Then I heard some mumbling in my head, that obviously wasn't my thoughts.

KILLERS POV

Yes so he found the rocket and the envelope. I didn't think it was going to work, but it did. I might leave the nightmares for later, maybe after he's out of shock. Or I could think up something with my over active imagination and kill this little suckers brain, in his dreams of course but he'll live and learn to call them nightmares. The thing is, I never thought 'nightmares' was exactly the best name for bad dreams. It should be, Killer's dreams. Even that sounds a little childish. And Killer here is all about the R rated things. Maybe one day I'll even invent my own swear word and It would be so bad and so cruel even the meaning is heartless and just terrifying that it well make you shiver and teachers or adults to give you looks of disgust. A word that can only be aloud in R rated films. Now that would be perfect. Even worse then the now super fearless word 'fuck'. Stupid damn people are using it up! Don't waste it on negative situations, really use it to destroy happy and cheerful moods, or the casual 'go to hell' is back in style.

I got disconnected with my thoughts when I saw Max opening the envelope, the absolute thing that could change their little pesky lives. But stupid Fang had to jump in with is useless instincts and, she didn't open it yet. But soon curiosity will over come them, oh you'll see.

Then I started mumbling nonsense in my head.

Maybe if I just… lead him in the right direction… no, or I should just say its not safe to open it…

What I didn't know was I just said that out loud.

Yeah so if you found anything wrong with this, or any chapter please tell me and i'll fix it. And If your wondering.. (well some people said I was changing directions in the plot.) about the plot, its never been changed, it just takes a while to get to each parts. I'm basically going on with this story in my head soo, it might not turn out how you think. lol please review...

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