Fang POV
I herd a kid sing in one of the most beautiful voice while playing a guitar. The only time I had ever been near this part of the city was when visited Max. I had no idea that all those rumors were true, children did sit at almost every corner displaying their talents, maybe I would bring Angle here one day. Though this voice was even more hauntingly beautiful then anything I had ever herd, there was something familiar about it, I just couldn't put my finger on it.
I looked down the next street to see Max, she had her eyes close, but you could tell she was alert and very awake. I went to sit next to her, and almost as soon as I sat she began to talk.
"The Flock needs to meet the Girls, Fang," I don't know how she knew it was me, she hadn't even opened her eyes, "I'll go round up the girls meet you at your house in fifteen minutes, and tell Gazzy I don't care if he has a game." and with that she opened her eyes.
In her eyes I saw a fire, a fire rekindled, a fire that was choked out when the kicked her to the crib, all those years ago. I saw a Max under that mask trying to get out, a Max that had been buried under years of torture and hardship, but Maximum was still the girl's name and maximum is once again her game.
