A/N: I'm going to run a quick summary in case it's a little confusing.

Max has this energy power thing which is proving to be extremely powerful.

Fang's power is of yet unknown.

Iggy's is manipulating fire! That's right! Give it up for our official Pyro! He also has the minor ability to see using heat signatures.

Nudge can morph into different animals and maybe even eventually, people.

Gazzy has the power of hyper-speed! He is now a walking, hyper-speed bomb. Very lethal.

Ah, and finally Angel. Our little kid can predict the future! Well kind of. In her words, "I can only predict your next movements that are going to affect ME." But…will Angel be able to see the future someday?

So, the Flock is in New York. The Others are somewhere planning. What does fate have in store for us?

P.S. I forgot to tell you, Nudge and Iggy can heal in a short time from not fatal injuries. Will the rest of the flock get the same side power?

Now here's a short filler! This is at the hotel the Flock is staying in at New York.

Gazzy POV

Caution. Caution. Caution. DANGEROUS. Ah, here it is. I tossed away the other bomb materials and lifted up the small black bag with red letters. DANGEROUS: HIGHLY FLAMMABLE AND RADIOACTIVE EXPLOSIVES. Perfect.

I put down the bag and looked at small silver cylinder in front of me. This will be the most sophisticatedly beautiful engineered bomb in history.

"Gazzy? Where are you?" called Iggy.

"Quiet down man, I'm building BIG BOY IV," I said. He came in and gracefully sat down in one motion. I winced.

"At least, try not to sit on anything that'll blow your butt off!" I hissed.

"Whatever dude. BIG BOY IV huh? I don't recall us building BIG BOY III…or II or I, for that matter," Iggy said.

"4 is a universally perfect number," I said as I drew construction plans.

"Really?" Iggy asked.

"No, but it's my favorite number. Wanna help? I'm using the black bag," I said.

Iggy's jaw dropped open. He looked at the black bag labeled DANGEROUS and stared at me.

"Dude, I…you…" Iggy shook his head speechlessly, "You're using THE black bag? THIS black bag? Dude, you said we wouldn't use this until we were going to make THE bomb!" I grinned and gave him the black bag.

"We are making THE bomb," I whispered. Iggy gawked at me and then slowly he smil-no, he grinned manically.

"Dude…I'm totally IN!" said Iggy as he slapped a high five with me.

"IGGY! GAZZY! YOU BETTER NOT BE MAKING BOMBS!" yelled Max from the other room.

Iggy smirked and I tried not to burst into laughter. Oh, will Max be surprised with what we've got in store for her.

"Oi! Ya hear me? NO BOMBS!" Max shouted.

Iggy punched my arm and I dropped the empty vial.

CRASH!

We looked at each other with horror. Max.

Silence. Suddenly Max burst into the room and we looked at her, feigning innocence. Max glanced around and narrowed her eyes…

Max POV

"So. Anything you wanna tell me?" I asked suspiciously. They shrugged, not meeting my gaze. There was nothing around them, no shards of broken glass, no bomb, and no proof. No evidence, no punishment. I allowed myself a small smile at their constant friendship with trouble as I walked back into my room.

Gazzy POV

"That was close," I breathed. Iggy nodded.

"Way close, dude. I mean, we barely had time to sneak it under the bed!" Iggy said.

I chuckled and slapped fives with my best friend.