This chapter has got a bit of action in it! Woo! Let me know what you guys think. And I know I haven't updated in a while, but I'm really busy, end of school and all that. I'll write more when I reach the hols, I swear.

Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride. I have actually run out of jokes to say about this. Disclaimers are just that dull.

MPOV

I yawned, and turned over in my bed. So warm and comfy. The light was coming in from the window, so I opened my eyes. It was a rainy day, but I didn't care. As I recalled the events from last night, I was feeling mostly happiness. The only blip on the cosmic map was that I still hadn't told Fang I was leaving. I wonder how I'd break that too him.

Hmm. I wondered were my voice had got too. It hadn't spoken to me for a while. Not that I was complaining, but it felt like the quiet before the storm.

Fang turned over and faced me, still fast asleep. Wow, he looked so… peaceful when he was asleep. I decided to do a special treat for him. I was going to leave, and I wanted to repay him for our first night at the restaurant. Heh, I was still happy that I beat him in our bet though. It was kind of unfair though, mutant bird kid vs human? I think that the bird kid wins.

I smiled, and got out of bed. I shoved some clothes on, and tiptoed out of the room, so I wouldn't wake him up. I got to the door, gently opened it, and shut it behind me. Fang was still snoring, so I was safe. I focused and put my mirage into place. Now I was ready.

I headed down to our local bakery, and was thinking on what Fang would like to eat. Knowing him, he probably wouldn't care unless there was lots of it, accompanied with a large coffee.

I walked down a small alleyway that was just off campus, and was a short cut to the bakery.

I noticed a group of about 6 or 7 mean muscular looking boys and quickly averted my eyes. They looked like trouble. I could take them, sure, but I didn't want to attract attention to myself. Plus I didn't want to get injured again, and chances are, one of them had a knife. So I averted my eyes, and kept walking.

Unfortunately, they weren't so keen on ignoring me. One of them called out, "Hey! Slow down there, girly. What's your hurry?" I ignored him and walked as fast as I possibly could without running. Another one blocked the end of the alleyway, and looked me up and down. He whistled and said, "Hey Bruce, this chick doesn't look half bad."

I resisted snarling at him. Oh great, sexist as well. I tried to control my anger and said, "Look, I don't want any trouble. Just let me past please."

They laughed and one of them tried to grab me. I thought to myself, "Right. That does it. These guys need to be taught a lesson."

I kicked the guy hard, in the crotch. He doubled over and started gasping. They all roared in anger and started walking slowly towards me in a circle.

"You shouldn't have done that, girly," one of them growled.

"You'll pay for that." The one called Bruce said. He was the leader of this sad little bunch. He started advancing towards me, and as soon as he was close enough, I did a roundhouse kick, and got him in the jaw. He flew 3 metres back and was out cold.

The rest of them lost their patience at that point, and charged me. They were too much for me too handle, but I went down fighting. I kicked and punched and screamed at them to get the hell off me. Two of them grabbed my hands, and punched me in the stomach to shut me up. It was quite hard, my eyes widened and I felt winded. Then one of them got out a large knife, and I eyed it. If he landed that well, I could potentially die. Not cool.

I had to give them a shock, before he knifed me. There was only one thing I could do, really.

I renewed my struggle, so I could loosen their hold on me. It worked, kind of, and then I flung off my mirage and extended my wings. They let go of me, and stared at me in astonishment. I jumped up and started to fly away with them. Unfortunately, the one with the knife had recovered from his shock, and flung the knife at me. It hit.

Suddenly, there was fire in my back. I gasped in pain, and lost some altitude. I was only about 20 metres up. People would see me, unless I got really high up or started walking. No way I could put my mirage into place now, and if I ran into someone… bad news. I just had to keep flying.

Shit. This wasn't good. I was already starting to get dizzy from blood loss. I had to get back to campus. To Fang.

"Okay. Fang." I thought to myself. I kept flying; about 50 metres up, and prayed no-one would see me. I saw my window, and kept flying. Unfortunately it was closed, so I had to land. The thing was, I couldn't walk up there, I would get blood everywhere. I looked in through my window, and saw Fang, who was up and doing some homework. I rapped on the window hardly, and he saw me. He saw me, eyes widened and wrenched the window open.

I fell in, onto my stomach and immediately started coughing up blood. I last thing I remember is Fang telling me I was going to be okay.

Ooh. Sorry about the cliffie guys! Will Max be okay? Lets hope Fang knows first aid hmm? Review, and I MIGHT upload faster.