Hey guys. I am trying to update everyday. Somedays it might not work but I do try. Good work on the review, thanks so much. I really needed that encouragement. I'll try to reply.

Laura.S-x: Hey- Thanks for the compliment. Nudge was a little Mardy but she was pissed off at her, erm, monthly visit lets say, but she does get better. Max was just annoyed at being woken up but she will be more motherly as she wakes up. I am an Angel fan, no way would she betray Max. Of course there will be FAX. A story is not a story without fax. But i will take it slowly. Suspense is cool : ) Lots of fights. And making up. And confrontations. About the updating, see above.

mac: your name is so similar to MAX. Sorry i relate everything to maximum ride. lol. I will update soon. Again, see above.

Disclaimer:

Me: I own Max Ride

JP: NO

Me: YES

JP: NO

Me: YES

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Me: NO

JP: YES

ME: YAYYY

JP: NO!

ME: HMPH!!

I DO NOT OWN MAX RIDE!

Chapter 2:

Max's POV

Ha. Understatement much? Brain flew into a billion little bloody pieces is more like it. It was way worse than any other brain attack before, I wasn't just wishing for death. Every single cell in my body ached for it. My hands clutched the side of my head so hard I could practically feel them go white. It seemed like only yesterday I had my last attack. In had really been months, and never would be too soon for another one. Stupid diabolical inventions. However, in an interesting new development, instead of lightening fast images, instead scenes cycled through my brain. You know how, at Itex, we saw all that stuff and I said it was uber-horrible. Well, don't ask me how, but the stuff I was seeing in my head was somehow worse than that.

Do you see how bad it is now?

Yes Dad, I see how bad it is. I thought snidely.

It is necessary that you use all of your information to build a picture. A picture that will help you save the world.

Oh, cue the dramatic curtain fall. Hooray for him, I'd been on my way to 'saving the world' most of my miserable mutant life. So what made him think a couple of nightmarish scenes would help me.

Opening my eyes cautiously, I tried to sit up. And met Fang's eyes. I don't know why, but since Antarctica, he'd been avoiding me. Huh. Might have something to with the kiss. Or kisses. I deliberately held his gaze, then looked away, a little mad. Nudge came over to sit next to me. I know she's been a bit standoffish lately but she's a good kid. I could read the concern in her eyes. The rest of the kids watched me carefully, giving me their latest version of the are-you-sure-you-shouldn't-be-in-a-straitjacket look. I mean, I couldn't blame them. I'm the chick up the back with wings, a voice in her head and freaking brain attacks. Who was I kidding?

'It's okay guys, just the usual. Just hurt a bit more' Nothing like good reassuring leader-ness. Rule Number 1: Always sound confident. They pretty much looked convinced except Fang who gave me his standard, you're not fooling me look. He knew me better than I knew myself, as if I could ever fool him. And for you guys over there screaming "Young Love" it was just in a best friend way. Just.

'Okay, we're heading north, do a bit of sight-seeing' And check out Itex in Eastern Europe. Rule Number 2: Always, and I mean Always, have a plan. The kids thought we'd saved the world, but apparently not. But I'd rather let them live out their happy little dreams until we got more information from the Voice in my Head. Fang and me definitely had to talk.

But this was me, so it could never be that easy. Right? Yep. So instead of us taking off into the clouds like at the end of sappy movies, a thirty-year old man sauntered into our bird kid camp. And that was when our troubles started.