A/N Okay guys first off thanks for being so understanding and a few of you have informed me that you had a message saying chapter six was updated when it wasn't, don't know what that was about but here is the next chapter. Also, so many of you are being so supportive and are giving me great help, I'm aware I do a lot of run on sentences, so I am now working on improving that point. As well as throwing in some drama in my plots, you guys are the best. This is dedicated to ALL of you. The best readers an author could ask for. And a very Happy New Year to you all, and updates should be quicker now that I have my new laptop. Booya!
Chapter 6
Max POV

Barely an hour into the party and I was seriously contemplating climbing the wrought iron fence to escape, but in these heels? Yeah, I'd probably break my neck. The stares were starting to make me nervous as well. It seemed no one understood that I was clinging to Fang's arm to stop myself from sprawling on the floor, the whispers speculated whether he and I were an item. I had to bite my tongue to prevent my denial.

Lucas kept throwing me warning looks that warned me to behave. I hated to admit it but he held all the cards, so long as I was fighting for him he could get me to do nearly anything. Damn my mother and her lack of responsibility.

The classic music helped a little in relaxing my tense muscles, but pass all the glitz and the glam, I could see glimpses of the world I came from. The illegal back room fighting world, the men in business suits held themselves a certain way that screamed 'born fighter and I will get what I want anyway'. The women seemed oblivious, all giggles and bubbly champagne. I didn't see any who were fighters like me, maybe I really was the only girl fighter out there, sexist as it was.

"OMG! I cant believe it! Fang I didn't know you had a date!"

I blinked as the shrill voice snapped me out of my silent observations, my hand was resting on Fang's arm and he rolled his eyes turning away from a bloke he'd been chatting to about cars. He was tackled in a hug by a mass of frizzy hair, which meant I lost my balance support. I teetered slightly as I kept my legs straight and concentrated on not tilting on heels. The girl hugging him wore a beautiful baby doll blue dress. Her chocolate skin practically glowed and the mass of curls nearly hid her face.

My eyebrows rose as I recognised her. I had seen her a few times around school, and I believe she was friends with Ella. Great, just perfect. Somebody else I knew was seeing me in this dress.

"Nudge, cool the jets. It's not like its so hard for me to find a date." Fang said winking at me.

I folded my arms, if his wink meant I'd join in and tease or be in on some secret he had another thing comming.

Nudge spun and beamed at me, her smile was so contagious I felt my lips twitch in response, but I still managed to keep my straight face.

"Hi, Im Nudge, Fangs sister. That dress is so pretty and its a lush colour. And wow those heels are high, how can you walk in them? But it does make your legs look good, no wonder your on Fang's arm. Are you his new girlfriend? If you are that would be great, we could go shoppings together, you could come over anytime and Mom would love to meet you. Also we co-"

"I'm not." I said bluntly interrupting her constant talking.

She blinked at me slightly then smiled again. "Oh right. Sorry. Umm, well who are you anyway then?"

"Max."

She kept staring as if I was going to elaboratemore. I wasnt. But Fang did.

"She's Maximum Ride."

Nudge's eyes widened to the point I thought they'd jump out of her skull, her jaw swung open as she eyed me more intensely. "The Maximum Ride, the one from school who puts fear in the jocks and teackers. The one that always wears jeans?"

I gacve a dry smile. "The one and only."

Her previous smile made a faint appearance. "Oh well, Im glad you're here. It's..ummm nice to see you."

She glanced around at the party guests. "I should go mingle some more. Have a nice party. Fang, I'll need to talk to you later." And quicker than I could walk in heels of any size, she was gone, blending into the crush of people around us.

I glanced at Fang who was shaking his head,

"What?" I snapped as I clung to the edge of a table, afraid my legs would start wobbling again.

"You just survived hurricane Nudge, congratulations. And she's right, you do look good in that dress."

I gratefully took his arm again as he offered it and we started walking down a path taht lead through the garden, at least there weren't as many people here.

"Really, sure whatever. But she's also right about what she was thinking. I dont belong here. This isn't my society. This feels just like a show, all of them parading around thinking they're better than everyone."

The silence stretched and I realised that I may have insulted him. Okay, there was no maybe about it, odds were that yes I had greatly insulted him with my comment as this was the world he lived in. But I wasnt going to lie and say I thought it looked like a pile of daisies. After all, he was Lucas's son, surely he knew what kind of business his father was running. And if he didnt, would I tell him?

"Is that what you think I'm like, that I think I'm better than everyone?"

His expression was guarded, hard to read. At least he had broken the silence that had been acceentuated by the clicking of my heels. Never one to lie, I answered honestly.

"I havent decided yet. But considering this is the world you were raised in, you're bound to think you have things better off than others. Perhaps your better at certain things than they are, and that may be true, but that doesn't make them any less of value."

The path winded pass elegantly trimmed bushed, making it feel private and secret as it lead to the wooden carved gazebo. We walked up the steps and I gratefully sat down on the bench under the roofs shelter. Fang leaned against one of the pillars, his head tilted as he watched me.

"I dont think anyone's less value than me, or anyone else. You're value comes from your actions, not where you come from."

I smirked. "Dont let your father hear you say that, he practically makes his living on peoples values."

I could've sworn that his eyes darkened, but with very faint lighting I could have been mistaken, merely a trick of the light.

"Who are you to my father?" His voice was rough with command, I felt my stubborness rise at his order.

"Wouldnt you like to know. But it's none of your business."

"To hell it is." He suddenly grabbed my wrist that held the bracelet taht marked me as Lucas's property. "I know what this is, you're his fighter, only his top ones get these. Heck you're still in school, you shouldn't be working for my dad. What were you thinking selling yoursefl out. You talk about values, but havent you got any self value?"

I jerked my wrsit away and stood, proud that I stood tall and steady in my heels, so I was practically eye to eye with him.

"Like I said, it's none of your business. I do what I have to for the money. I can handle myself, and you better stay out of my business and not interfere. You may be Lucas's kid but I will still take you on if I have to."

I was surprised to see Fang didn't back down, instead he took a step closer, I felt my muscles tense wanting to get ready to fight, but the odds were against me, in this stupid dress and heels I might as well be tied to a boulder, my movement were so hampered. But Fang's body language wasnt physically aggresive. He just seemed worked up and aggravated.

His eyes blazed at me, so dark with hidden depths. "Money? Thats what you need? There's better ways to get it. These fights arent picnics, people get broken bones, heck I've known a few who've died from the damage they get dealt. You aren't doing this. Im talking to my dad and Im pulling you out of these fights. "

He turned to leae at I felt warning bells flash in my head. If he spoke to Lucas and convinced him to drop me from the fights, I wouldn't have enough money to support my family, we'd lose our home in little over a month. Not including with the enemies I was making in the fights, I may just need Lucas's protection outside the rings. Fang was going to screw everything up. Hell, I had warned him, now he's know my warning's weren't threats.

My hand reached out to grab him by the back of the neck, I twisted my hips so one leg could swoop his feet out from under him. I balanced on the balls of my feet so I wouldn't be on the wobbly thin heel. The ache it put on my feet was worth it to keep my balance. As Fang twisted to catch himself, I braced my arms against him and turned so that when I threw him forward, he went crashing into the bench I had been sat on.

He gave a loud grunt as he smacked head first into it and I darted to the top steps of the gazebo, I swung the gate shut and grinned seeing the padlock and chain hanging loosely around the bars. I looped the chain threw and clicked the padlock shut just as a angry form threw itself at the gates. Rattling the bars Fang tried to grab my arms as I backed off.

"Max! Open the damn gate now!"

I smiled and shook my head. "No can do, one I dont have the key, I'm guessing maybe the gardener does. And two, you pissed me off, I told you what would happen if you did. Adios amigo!" I said cheerfully as I walked back down the path to the party.

I ignored his shouts and once I was near enough to the party the music drowned him out. Good, that meant it would take a while before anyone found him. He could stay there all night for all I care.

I was so full of my own richeousness that I forgot to keep balancing on the balls of my feet, the heel twisted as I put my weight on it and my leg gave as I fell ungracefully forward to the floor. My hands reached out to grab something and I ended up dragging whoever the unlucky person was to the floor with me.

Lifting my face up I refused to blush even though Im sure some red crept into my cheeks. "Im so sorry. Are you okay?"

The person I had taken down was a man, well built with sharp features that were scowling at me right now. Brown hair and brown eyes. Oops, seems he was a business client of Lucas's. The group of men he'd been speaking to helped him up, Lucas was there and he was apologising with a smile.

One of teh younger members of the group offered me a hand and helped me to my feet. I accepted and stood before brushing the dress off. "Thank you."

I turned to catch a look at the one man with manners here and my gaze clashed with deep blue eyes, tanned skin and tousled blonde hair.

"You're welcome, excuse my friend, Belikov was born scowling at everything." He gave a nod at the man I had fallen on.

I quirked a brow at the mans accent, and Belikov wasnt a common name. "You're Russian?" I asked throwing a curious look at Lucas.

"Yes, we are. My name is Sergei. Who might you be?"

Before I could reply for myself, Lucas grabbed my by the arm and pulled me so I was close to his side, like I was some prize pedigree to show off. He nerely made me kiss the ground again with his quick movements. "This is Maximum Ride, the girl I was telling you about. She's going to be one of teh top fighters I've ever had, she's ruthless."

Sergei smiled and his eyes seemed to twinkle as he watched me. "Ah interesting."

Belikov merely snorted and waved a dismissing hand at me. Maybe he was still mad I had introduced him to the floor. "This thing is your top fighter?" His eyes narrowed in on my heels and worked up the dress taht hugged my curves and slimed my narrow waist. "She is nothing more than a hussy. All glam and no muscle, a featherweight in the ring. Do not treat us as fools Lucas."

I felt my temper rise at the insult, sure in this get up I probably didn't look like a fighter, but I was no hussy. "Really, cause you seem like a fool. I can take on any fight, dont let the heels fool you. And you can take all the steroids you want, but if you havent got the brains you're only going to last a short time fighting. How hard did you hit the floor Belikov?"

Sergei laughed and his grin widened. "Well you were right about her temper, doesn't back down does she Lucas?"

Lucas's hand tightened on my arm, warning me not to cross a line. "She never does. But if a demonstration would prove things then why dont we have one right here, right now. Simply to prove I was not lying."

Belikov who was locked in a staring contest with me gave a sickly smile. "That sounds ideal. I volunteer for this. I will greatly enjoy it." His accent was thicker than Sergei's actually making his words sounds gruff and brutal nearly. I should have been worried, maybe even a little bit, but I wasn't.

"It's sorted then, lets make some room." The group of men stepped back to form a loose circle around us, some of the other partgoers started paying attention and curious whispers started.

"Win this at any costs." Lucas hissed in my ear before stepping back to take his place in the circle.

I grinned and kicked off the heels, not caring where they landed, then with a evil grin I grabbed the hem of the dress and ripped it up one side to the top of my thigh and tearing a good strip off the bottom. Now I could move a whole lot easier. Looking up I could see Lucas glaring daggers at me.

I shrugged. "You said at any costs."

I streteched my arms and cracked my knuckles, bracing my legs slightly and loosening my shoulders as my hands curled into lazy fists. I turned to Belikov who had taken his shirt off to show teh steroids had done a good job giving him muscles on muscles. This would be tricky, but in the end I would make sure I would win.

"You know the rules Russian? Fists only, no weapons. Apart from that, anything goes."

At his nod I used a piece of scrap I'd ripped from the dress to tie my hair up out of my face.

"Begin!" Lucas shouted. And just like that I had around seven hundreds pounds of white russian fury flying at me.

A/N Hope you all like it, I made it long just for you, hope it wasnt too much. The next chapter shall be up by friday hopefully. Also I have some new characters but I need some help. SO I'm giving you all a chance to be a character in the story. Just review saying you'd want to be a character in the story with the name, age, looks, background and details, what role you'd like in the story be it a fighter or some one simple, but also be aware I may need to do other things with your charcater to work with my story. So have fun. ALSO before I go please check out this website - .com there is no www its just as it is, please sign up if you wana join in, I love it. Its a great place to rp and work on story plots, and it would be nice if we had more people to rp with. Thanks X)