I'm back, finally, with a new chapter. I'm not quite sure how this is going to go, or how I'm going to get all of the background to fit, so we'll all see how it turns out at the end. Sound good?

Fang's POV

One thought is running through my head as I kiss Max: Damn I missed her!

I'm beginning to relax and just go with it, when I hear glass shatter. Of course Max and I can't just spend a romantic moment together. Nope. It always ends in destruction. Always.

I watch as Max stands, peering out into the living room. I come up behind her, making no sound.

"What is it?" I ask, and Max flinches.

"The flock," She hisses, "I didn't think they'd find me so soon."

"Why are you hiding from them? They're your family, Max. You'll have to face them eventually."

She scoffs, "Easier said than done."

I take a step out into the open. "Do you want me to prove how easy it is?"

"NO!" She shouts, yanking me back. "I, I want to face them alone. Fang, you understand. Please, stay out of there, for me. Keep Ash out too."

"Max," I begin. She doesn't let me continue. Her hands push me in the direction of Ash's room. I find myself disappearing before my very eyes. Damn her.

My son is just venturing out of his quarters to see what's going on, and my invisibility catches him off guard. Just as I slam myself into him, he throws a blind punch, nailing my jaw line.

"Watch it!" I scold. I start to rub the spot Ash hit, appearing again.

"What the hell?"

"Language," I sigh. This is going well.

"Then what the 'h-e-double hockey sticks'?" My son smiles, the same one that his mom is known for. I suppress a smirk of my own, before sighing again.

"The flock. They're here. They don't know you exist."

"Whoa, wait. You're hiding me from your old flock members?" I can see the disappointment clear in his eyes.

I tell Ash of Max's demands, and an evil grin spreads across his face.

"You want to be in there, right?" I nod. "Well then, why not sneak in? You've got the element of invisibility! Use it!"

I smirk at my son's idea, wondering which parent he inherited such a trait from. Probably Max.

"Stay here," I call out at the last second. I'm not sure if Ash listens, but still I slip into the living room, unseen and hoping for the best.

"All you left us with was a damn note!" I hear Dylan shout. A piece of crumbled paper lands next to my foot. I debate picking it up. It's addressed to Dylan in Max's scrawled handwriting, and my curiosity is peaked.

Angel chokes back tears. "You are no better than Fang!"

I stop mid reach, my fingers literally inches from the crumpled up letter. I feel my face harden with rejection. Max doesn't even attempt to fight Angel's comment.

Angel is on a roll. Her tears finally spill over. "If you wouldn't have left, Max, maybe Nudge would still be here!"

Now Max chooses to speak up. "My leaving had no influence on Nudge's decisions. If I know Nudge at all, she left because that's what she needed to do."

"Nudge didn't decide to leave. Nudge died 15 years back!" Iggy yells at last.

Max and I each stare into the faces of our old flock. This is no joke.

"Should we tell her?" The Gasman pipes up.

"Why not?" Angel muses. "Scarlet, it's time you meet Max."

The door front swings open and I have to do a double take. The girl that now stands in my view is almost an exact replica of Nudge at 15. Her skin tone is about a shade lighter, but anyone could tell that this beautiful girl is like her mom.

"Scarlet, tell Max how you… came about." Angel commands. I want to slap the girl senseless, but I have a cover to keep.

"My mom was taken from her flock one night at 15. She was drugged and had no memory of being kidnapped." She pauses, looking back to Angel. "That night, the people who took her injected an embryo into her… they dropped her off the next morning, disoriented and confused. 9 weeks passed, and my mom gave her life, having me."

Max's lip quivers the tiniest bit. Her voice sounds a little shaky. "I'm sorry that Nudge is gone, but they chose to experiment on her for a reason. It wouldn't have matter if I was there or not."

"They were obviously looking for the eldest woman… Angel wouldn't have been a clear choice, and with the most able bodied out of the picture, who did that leave?" Dylan prompts.

My mouth drops open. How dare they assume such things! It's not like they didn't use mine and Max's genetics to create Ash!

I am so busy trying to control my anger that my mental blocks slip. Angel's eyes zero in on my general area.

"So glad that you could join us, Fang. We should have known you would be with Max."

I know at that moment that Angel has something up her sleeve. I see it in her eyes.

I swiftly pocket the letter that still sits at my feet. Great blackmail for later.

"Dylan, will you please take care of him." I prepare to fight. Should have known Angel would sick Dylan on me.

Just as Dylan's meaty hands are about to grab me, I disappear. He grabs empty air, but recoils by taking a blind punch. I double over, my gut on fire.

I match his strength with my own. My knee shoves upward with forceful power… he's on the ground within seconds.

My fist comes downward, and Dylan makes the mistake of moving. I hear the crack of bone as my knuckle impacts his nose. That's broken.

Dylan roars in outrage. He tackles me with unbelievable power. The collision of his meaty hands and my chest flings my entire body towards the front door. I watch in amusement as Scarlet scoots out of fighting range, ultimately closer to Max.

My tactic changes in a split second. As Dylan slowly approaches, I do something a little odd. I remove my shoes.

In my bare feet, I take a running start and literally slide on the polished wood flooring, right under Dylan. Believe me when I say that I never want to see that view again. Ick.

As I pass to the other side of the room, my hands grip the loose fabric of Dylan's jeans, and his pants fall. I would have laughed, had that giant hunk of bird kid not landed on me, elbow first. I swear he almost poked my eye out!

I struggle to get up, but Dylan's weight is pressing me to the floor.

"Max left because of you!" He hisses. His hands wind themselves around my neck.

"I left because of Max!" I spit, my hands in the same position.

Dylan squeezes a little tighter, and I see black.

In the background Max screams, "Fang!"

She moves to help, but something is freezing her in place.

Dylan continues to squeeze, and I begin to get tunnel vision. I probably wouldn't have been shown any mercy, had Ash not appeared just then.

The sight of my son makes everyone forget what is going down. Dylan pauses, his hands loosening. Angel does a double take, allowing Max to pull Dylan from my neck.

Scarlet and Ash stand apart, each enchanted by the other.

Max and I rush to our son's side, afraid of what will happen next.

Angel screeches, "Who the devil is that?"

"Our son." Max and I answer in unison.

Finally! I'm finished with this chapter! I found a way to get myself out of the corner I wrote myself into… ha! That made no sense! But I don't care!

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Thanks!

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