A/N: Hi thank you sooooo oh sooo very much for reading I just wanted to clear up some stuff. Max's uncles is suppose to be Jeb I just forgot to add his name in there and Emilio is a character I made up because I needed to have a brother that looks like Fang and Gassy doesn't really fit that look of dark hair and eyes lol also if you see any names of Jesse or Sam sorry I mean to take those out because this is a story I started as a book and deiced to make it a fanfic instead so in Jesse and Sam are characters in the book not the fanfic :)

I just want to say thank you sooo muchhhhh to MC 3SCHER for commenting and yes max has been bit :( sorry... but it gets better when we get more into the story :) YAYAYAY

I now stood in front of five mangled bodies, one being my uncles. My clothes now covered in thick black blood and the smooth metallic blade in my hand covered in small pieces of flesh with blood slowly oozing down and hitting the rotten wooden panels. The sound of my blood beating in my head and my heavy breathing over powering any other sounds in the world. I had know clue what was happening, I had just killed five people. No not people... things. I had know clue what things I had just killed moments ago.
I took a small step back, trying to catch my balance as I took in my surroundings. The dirty white walls were now covered in dark black blood that was slowly running down the side to meet a puddle on the floor.I took another step back from the sight of the five bodies in the kitchen. I had decapitated three of the unknown bodies the other two I had stabbed in the head right at the temple, one being my uncle. Black ooze was running out of the wounds of the unknown bodies and my uncles. I took another step back oblivious to the fact that my left foot landed in a puddle of blood. My back hit the counter behind my as my foot slipped on the blood. My hands found the edge of the counter fast letting my fingers curl under the ledge of the counter clinging for dear life.I rose myself up slowly while taking in this brown eyes widening letting the dry air and dust burn them making tears sprout at the corners of them slowly.
I still clutched the blade with the fear that the bodies will rise from their blood pools. "I need to get out of here" I breathed out to myself. I slowly started toward the front door looking for freedom from this rotting house. With each step I took I could feel the need to GET OUT of here. I could feel my self speed up to the front door feeling as though each step took a year to complete my breath hitched in my throat as my hand enclosed around the knob of the rotting door. It only took a second to throw the door open almost yanking it off its hinges and crumble to my knees letting the fresh air seep into to lungs. I slowly calmed my self as I took in each breath, my eyes then began to wander over the scenery in front of me. It seemed untouched like everything that had just happened in the house had been a dream. Everything seemed just as it was before , but I thought to soon. My eyes lingered on only one spot, one spot I wish didn't exist at that time.
The hammock once a safe haven where I could think and talk about anything had now been drowsed in blood. "Fang" I whispered. In wasn't sure if it were Fang's blood or something else but I surly didn't want to inspect it with the fear that it was his or not. My eyes started to dart around the hammock. Next to the hammock laid a thick stick covered in blood and hair but no body. The evidence of there ever being fight of some sort was the bloody hammock and stick. Millions of scenarios ran through my mind most ending in Fang dying. The only person I ever cared about after my parents deaths. The only person that was ever there for me no matter if it was about my beatings or thoughts on the world. The only person I ever trusted with my life's secrets. Gone .
... Flash back end...

"Max?" Fang asked. His dark eyes widening at the sight of me. I almost got lost in those dark eyes, I thought I would never see again, but the pain in my shoulder came searing back. I bit my tongue from screaming out hoping the bit wasn't noticeable with the blood covering it up. I knew I was infected the was no chance I wasn't, which met I needed to get out of here. I needed to get away from Fang and Emilio no matter what , I could never endanger their life's.
"I don't know who Max is." I sneered through my teeth hoping they'll walk away and forget about me , but Emilio was smart and he knew better.
"Whatever Max, don't play games. Your humor is really weird sometimes" Emilio said taking a step toward me.
"No!" I screamed "Stay away kid." each word that slipped from my lips I wanted to pull back in, but I needed them to get away before the symptoms and actions of the virus took control of me.
"Oh my god..."Fang huffed out in an unbelievable. "It is you. Max" he said confirmed to himself."Max. It's Fang, do you remember me." Oh do I know you.
"No. I don't know anyone named Fang or Max. Now leave me alone or else." I said as I picked my gun off the graved roof and pointed it toward them. Fang and Emilio took a step back"Now." I said making sure my voice was strong enough to handle what I was about to say." You stay right there while I go down that ladder there" I said pointing my gun toward the ladder I had just come up" Got it." I could see Fang's eyes pleading with me to remember but there was no point cause I already remembered him. Each whisper we shared. Each hug. Each kiss on the cheek. Each midnight swim to get away from my uncle. Each everything we did. Each memory flooded into my mind. It was like those dark obsidian pleading eyes just broke the strongest dam I ever built with one look . That wall I built to keep everything I went through this year, every kill, every loss, and every experience I have been though was 7 crumbling away with every step I took away from Fang. I needed to get out of here before I broke down with my wall, but I know I wouldn't be able to make it.
I pain from the bite and the memory of Fang was becoming to much, I could feel my self stumble over my own feet. My vision started to blur and my grip on the gun loosened little by little with each second passing by. I saw Fang start to take a step toward me "N-n-o" trying to stop him."J-j-ust st-tay r-r-r-right th-" I stumbled across my words as I felt my self start to sway and my vision started to come in and out. Each time I opened my eyes Fang seemed to have gotten closer to legs started to feel like jelly and I could feel my self falling with my vision slowly giving way. Last feeling I took in was not the hard gravel ,but the strong muscular arms of Fang encasing me into his body.
Let me go Fang. Was my last thought... before I woke up.

-Different Mind Set