A/N: Woah, talk about sick. Jeez, I missed my first whole day of school this week, then had to go back and make-up an AP History test and a Chemistry test. Moral of the story, sorry I couldn't update last week. Anyways, here's Chapter Four! Enjoy! =)

Disclaimer: I'm not James Patterson!

Chapter Four: Red Fury

Fang POV

I woke up right at sunrise, around 6:30 am, and walked out onto the "balcony". The hawks were swooping back and forth through the sky, turning and maneuvering their feathers the same way they did about a year ago when we learned to fly from them.

…

…

I really need to stop these nightly visits, or I'm never going to make it anywhere. I need to somehow get productive and…

And what?

I don't even know what I'm doing right now. It seemed like such a great idea to leave, because, well, it is.

It has to be.

Because if it's not, then I know I've made the biggest mistake of my life.

I've left Max behind, and of all people to leave her with I left her with that scum-bag Dylan.

A part of me just wants to strangle that kid.

Okay, maybe more than a part…you get the point. But even just thinking about him touching her in ANY way makes my skin crawl.

We had it all together. We had everything we had ever wanted. We were Us. We had a house that was secure (or at least we thought it was). The Flock was all together, no one was missing, or abducted, or thinking about cutting off their wings.

Then they came.

They came and ruined it, everything. What we have been working so hard to establish and build for so long.

Why can't we just be classified as missing or escapees and just drop off of the damn grid?

It was barely 7 in the morning and I was already on the verge of a panic attack.

I was known as the calm one, the collected one, the quiet but deadly one. Max's right-hand man.

But at this moment, there was a rage building itself up inside of me like I have never felt before. My heart rate soared and I could feel the blood speed through my veins at a rate I didn't know was even possible. If I wasn't used to an already rapid heartbeat I would've thought I was going into cardiac arrest.

Red fury stained my vision and I couldn't see straight. My veins were pulsating vigorously under my skin, popping-up as if I'd just been in a battle.

I hate this. I hate it all.

Without warning, I ran to the edge of the cliff, balled up my fists, and let loose a rage that had been building inside me for years. I screamed until my voice broke and I assumed I'd split my vocal cords in half.

Why does this hurt so bad?! I'm filled with so much rage and confusion at the same time. This is a million times worse than when we split before. I can't imagine how Max reacted when she read that note. At least before we had confronted each other to our faces. This was a hit below the belt. More like a pummel, a jab, a straight kick to the gut.

I reached up and pushed my bangs out of my eyes as a hot silver tear made its way out my eyes.

"DAMMIT!!! I LOVE YOU, MAX!!!"

I fell down onto my knees and pressed my palms to my forehead in agony. The frustration has all but over-powered me.

I sat down and in the process decided to heave a rock into the lake below with a mediocre splash for the size of the stone.

I averted my gaze to the horizon of the lake, a couple hawks still swooped and circled an area of the trees.

Oh, my God.

Coming towards me at an unbelievable speed was a dark figure.

I couldn't tell how far it was, but I also couldn't tell what it was.

Max?

No, it couldn't be.

But it's better to be safe than sorry.

I snapped out my wings and jumped into the air, headed straight west to California.

~15 Mins. Later~

I ascended into the sky a little higher and reached down to tuck-in my necklace from Angel so that the snake jaw wouldn't…

Where's my upper jaw?

Panicking for a moment I swung the necklace around to see if it had slid around to the back.

It wasn't there.

Great, it must've fallen off at Lake Mead.

This is just what I need.

~2 ½ Hours Later~

I landed behind an internet café with available computers and after tying my windbreaker over my shoulders, I walked into the café and sat down at a computer in the very far back corner, away from the rest of the known public.

I opened Internet Explorer and logged-into the Blog.

2,543 Unread Messages.

Has it really been that long since I updated this thing?

Mentally I cursed myself for not bringing along my laptop.

I reached-up and swung the remaining pendants of my necklace around. Mentally I prayed that Max wouldn't find that snake jaw on the cliff. It would do nothing but give her false hope and that was the last thing that she needed.

I clicked on "UPDATE" and began to type:

Yo-

We need to work harder than ever now to destroy the evil scientist's plot to do away with half the planet. Things are getting more and more cracked-up and it's not looking good for us kids. Genetic engineering has gone far enough and we need to do something about it. KIDS CAN MAKE A DIFFERENCE!

Stay tuned for more info.

~Fang Somewhere in the USA~

P.S. Max, if you are reading this, don't try to find me.

A/N: Yeah, this is really short…sorry. Chapter Five will be up within the next day or two I swear! Keep reading!
~hawkstar2~