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Onwards!

Max's POV.

Everything was a blur. I couldn't really see, but my eyes were open. I could make out a black clothed human shaped blur that was Fang, and when he leaned closer to my face I could just make out his features.

It wasn't so much that my eyesight was blurry, it was more like smudges. Every colour had been smudged all over, like my paintings when I was little when I accidentally laid my arm on the paper, smudging it.

I made out the door opening though.

I didn't even really know what Dr Martinez was doing anymore, as I felt immense pain all over, just as bad everywhere.

I think it was Iggy. I could only really tell because of how tall the figure was. He ran up to Fang and leaned over my bed, grasping my hand.

"Max, that Jason kid, he's at Dr Martinez's house." His voice came to my ears a few seconds after blurrily saw his lips move, and it echoed and was slightly distorted, but all the same, intense relief crashed through me.

Jason was fine. He was ok. He wasn't at the school.

"How." I breathed. Iggy, with his super hearing, barley heard me.

"Well, uh." He stood up again now, turning to Fang.

"From what he told me, he uh, well…. Ok, remember that time we watched the shining when we were twelve?" He suddenly asked.

I saw Fang nod, and I moved my head in a tiny nod, sending pain all down my spine.

"Well, Jason's like that kid." He said.

"He's clairvoyant?" Fang said, his voice incredulous.

"Either that, or he's seriously schizophrenic, which I really doubt. From what he told me, they've been working on mental powers at the school. He said they'd cut up his head and he'd suddenly, just after we left him, had this immense pain, and then his brain changed. Now he has some weird ass winged girl ghost following him, asking for Max."

"Okay-" Fang began, but Iggy cut him off, speaking really fast.

"No, Fang, listen! You said there were scars on Max's head." There were scars on my head? WTF! I don't remember….

Iggy kept on speaking:" Yeah, Gazzy mentioned that Jason has those scars, so they've obviously done this to Max. And from what movies I've heard, that means they might have control over her." His words all came out in a rush.

"What!" I managed to shout hoarsely, just about draining the last of my dwindling energy.

"I don't know if they can control you Max, but it seems pretty likely. You'll probably at least have a new power."

Oh god. This was all I needed.

Use this to your advantage.

Hi voice, where you been? Did you go on holiday, 'cause I really could've used you in the last couple days!

Max, this is a golden opportunity. Take your powers, embrace them, and learn to control them.

No need. I'll probably die today anyway.

We all die one day, Max. But your day isn't today. The Ride isn't over yet.

What?!

The voice was gone. Typical. Leave me with some weird ass riddle and go.

Dr Martinez pulled away from me.

"I'm done stitching her up and stuff, and both of the bullets are out."

"So what do we do now?" Fang asked.

"Well, I need to give her some strong drugs to combat the infection, but I don't know how her body will react to them. She may even be knocked out for a couple of days, I just don't know."

"Please." I croaked. Everyone turned to look at me.

"Just make it stop, please." I croaked again. I hated this, I just wanted it to be over, one way or another.

She nodded, and went to get something, coming back with a sharp needle later.

I gritted my teeth as she injected me with something that sent fire raging up my arm and through my body. My vision went all swirly, and I was really disorientated.

"Fang-" Was all I could whisper before I was gone, pulled down into a black abyss.

Fang's POV.

Max looked me in the eye and whispered my name, and then she was gone.

Dr Martinez checked her pulse.

"It sounds fine, but she is still in great danger, but being here won't do anything anymore. All I can do from here is keep giving her drugs until the infection goes."

I nodded. "So should I stay here with Max, or-"

"No no! We'll bring her to my house. She can sleep on the spare bed.

I nodded and then proceeded to pick up Max bridal style, her head falling back as I did so, making her long hair swing down.

I frowned to myself. I swear her hair wasn't that dark when I last saw it. It looked a few shades darker. I mentally shrugged and carried Max to Dr Martinez's house (thank god it was night.)

As we were let in, the flock immediately crowded around me, including Jason, trying to get to Max.

"Guys!" I said loudly, making them stop.

"Give her some space guys." I said. "You can see her in a bit." They backed off a bit then, giving me enough room to go up the stairs and into the spare room, gently laying her down on the bed, and pulling the covers up to her shoulders.

It felt odd seeing Max asleep (Well, sort of asleep.) on her back. The flock weren't back sleepers. If we sleep on our backs This happens to me sometimes, it's so painful. Then when we wake up, our back is just one solid mass of pain that hurts whenever you move.

Max didn't even sleep on her side. She woke up on her side sometimes, but she actually falls asleep on her stomach, with her face turned to the right, and one hand under her stomach, and her legs placed so that it sort of looked like she was running, and her right hand would go under the pillow or would sit under her left shoulder. This is exactly how I sleep lol.

The flock slowly filtered in through the door, crowding around the bed. Angel was crying into Nudge's shoulder, who looked sombre, and she also looked like she'd aged a year in the past day. Gazzy wandered up to me and tugged on my hoodie, making me look down at him.

"Yeah buddy?" I said softly.

"Is Max okay?" He asked me, his eyes brimming over with tears. The whole flock turned to look at me, well, with the exception of Iggy who was standing behind me.

I nodded. "I think Max is going to be fine." Gazzy hugged me tightly, and I hugged him back, noticing just how small he was. We're all tall for our age, but Gazzy is still tiny compared to me.

"Come on guys, let's try get some sleep." I said. They'd had a long day and needed to rest now.

They all nodded, and Iggy went with them to say goodnight.

I stood in the doorway for a few minutes, just watching Max. Oh god I was so worried. She'd scared me half to death when I heard her get shot over the phone, and ever since then I'd never relaxed.

I didn't actually know if she'd still make it at this point. Her skin was stretched over her bones, so her face still just sort of looked like a skull. She was deathly pale, her skin showing no trace of her usual all year round tan.

I turned around and got the cushions off of the sofa, piling them on the ground next to Max's bed. I wasn't leaving her tonight.

I lay down on the ground without a duvet or anything, and then Dr Martinez came in with something in her hand.

"Fang?" She said softly. I looked over at her, and she looked worn out and tired.

"I brought you a duvet." She said, handing it to me as I stood up.

"Thanks."

She nodded and left me to my thoughts, lying next to Max on the ground.

The girl's POV.

Damn! It looked like Max was going to be ok! She watched as Fang lay down on the ground, pulling the duvet over him. He looked in her direction and squinted for one second, then looked away.

He might be part clairvoyant or something like that, but the girl didn't really care.

She just wanted Max dead.

So, that was it! Funny story, I wrote this last night and then went to sleep, finishing it off today, but I woke up with a bad back because I accidentaly fell asleep on my back lol, just like I described earlier.

Oh the irony.

Fly on – Raven.