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Chapter 6

Fang POV

I jumped when Max dropped the phone. I hadn't been paying attention so I wasn't expecting it. She bent down as pale as a ghost and picked it up.

"What?" I asked, confused. She simply put up her finger to tell me to be quiet. I nodded, a curious expression on my face. Why had she dropped the phone?

"You have a brother?" she yelled into the phone. Okay, that was an answer. I raised my eyebrows. Was she still talking to Jeb?

"Jeb, why didn't you tell us?" she yelled. Hey, another answer. I'm getting good at this.

"Max, please tell me what the heck you are talking about." I demanded, feeling left out. She just put her finger up again and I sighed. Well, at least once she hung up the phone, the answers would be coming faster then the questions. I smiled.

Max POV

"I'm sorry, Max. I thought he was… dead." he said, his voice almost cracking… almost.

"How did you know it was Sting?" a tidal wave of questions were just pouring out of my mouth.

"Max, calm down, honey. Let me explain." he said calmly. Obviously calmer then he felt. I nodded, forgetting he couldn't see me.

"Okay." I said, finally figuring it out.

"You see, his name was Mark and he was my brother." he started.

"Way to point out the obvious, Jeb." I murmured under my breath.

"We made nicknames for each other." he continued. Okay, now this was getting interesting.

"He was Sting and I was Slash. One day, he was kidnapped while we were walking home. Later on, when I joined the School, I found they were the ones who had kidnapped him." said Jeb.

"And you still worked for them? You must have been desperate." I said, feeling a wave of anger wash through me. They take your brother away from you and you still work there. That's just plain stupid.

"Max, I believed what I was doing was right. I realized I was wrong, when I met the flock. I'm sorry for that. May I continue to explain myself?" Jeb's voice was cold.

"Yes." I growled.

"Thank you." Jeb continued. "They told me he was a dead experiment, and I could see him as nothing more. His project had been going on for years and years. Before they had realized you could mutate through an embryo." said Jeb, making me feel sick. He didn't care about what happened to his brother. It was horrible. He paused, probably wondering if he had gone to far. Heck, yeah!

"Go on." I whispered.

"They were trying to give him speed. That worked out, but they gave him something much more." Jeb stopped. God, how I wanted to say "Jeb, you drama-king! Get to the point."

"Max, please tell me!" said Fang, obviously getting annoyed.

"Sting is Jeb's brother!" I blurted out. Fang froze and his jaw dropped. That would keep him quiet for awhile.

"Max, its been almost four minutes. No doubt, someone's going to be tracking you. I have to hang up." said Jeb urgently.

"Jeb, wait!" he had already hung up. Great, now I still didn't know what Sting's marvelous ability was.

"Hey, guys!" said Iggy impatiently. "Since you didn't tell me what you wanted, we got you both two burgers with everything on it and two milkshakes." said Iggy.

"Alright." I said, walking over to where they were standing. They had four paper bags full of food.

"Let's get out of here and eat somewhere… more, uh, clean." said Gazzy. Oh, like he had a right to talk. His face was covered in dirt and his hair smelled… bad. Everyone nodded in agreement, despite Gazzy's appearance.

"Guys, I got to tell you something before we leave." They all looked up. I launched into the Jeb fiasco. This was gonna be great…

Yeah, it's short. I'm in the middle of writing book, so I don't have much time on my hands.