Aj: All right, I didn't post yesterday because my email crashed from all of the mail you guys have been sending me so I didn't know that you guys reached the goal. Whoops. This chapter is dedicated to VioletFangs for begging the most for the chapter. I would also like to say…

Anika: I'll just post it.

Aj: NO! I want to make them beg!

Anika: Too late. Enjoy.

Previously: "It's begun."

According to the slow ticking of the clock that would make me scream if I had the energy, I had a minute left to live. Apparently this fact was funny to Angel. She was grinning like it was Christmas. What a seriously messed up kid! I finally decided that I would make my last request. That is what you do when you die, right?

"Angel, can you please get me some water?" I croaked. She looked cautious, as if I would try something so I decided I would reason with the little demon.

"Please, I'm going to die anyways." I begged. Yeah, me Maximum Ride begged. It's sad, I'll tell ya'. She visibly relaxed and grabbed a cup from a drawer and walked over to the rusty sink. Once it was filled up, she released me from the wall and reached out to give me the drink. As soon as her hand was close enough I grabbed it and flung her onto her chest. An alarm started ringing on the timer signaling that my ten minutes was up and Angel looked at me in shock.

"You were faking? How are you still alive?" She seethed.

"I'm Maximum Ride." I answered and then I punched her lights out. I gotta' say, after she tried to kill me it felt kinda good. I guess I just hold way too much of a grudge. Even though she was a psychotic lunatic though, I wanted her back. I wanted to reverse whatever those lunatics did to my little Angel and hold her like I used to. I gave out a small whimper as I felt a tiny spark fly through me. She must be getting ANOTHER power. Don't count your chickens before they hatch Maximum. No, it couldn't be. I hadn't heard him in two months and now he shows up? Voice? I asked.

I remembered Jeb saying something about the antidote to the expiration date. One thing got me though, if there was an antidote, why didn't he use it on Ari? Was it not developed back then? Did he really not care about Ari? Or was the antidote a trick? Would it kill me in an instant? Oh well, I had to find it first. Maximum should be dead by now. I expected her to find out that Angel had the antidote if she was as special as Jeb said she was. Shame. I heard Walt Looney say. I looked around the room expecting him to be outside talking to one of his employees, but saw no one. Weird. I turned Angel around and found in the pocket of her pink dress was a syringe. I winced, but put the needle into the nook of my arm and pressed the plunger down.

Then, I ran ignoring the stabbing pain all over my body from where Walt Looney hacked me like a turkey. As soon as I saw an open window in the hallway (I don't think this guy read, Evil lairs for dummies.) I unfurled my wings and jumped out into the air. I didn't freefall for fear of losing more blood. My flying was clumsy and I couldn't use super speed. I wouldn't even make it ten more miles let alone to my mom's house. There was no way that even I, Maximum Ride, could survive without help. And boy did I need it.

I clumsily landed in an alley way and I clutched my stomach as some gravel flew into the open wounds. I walked over to a payphone and ignored the stares of random passerby who looked horrified by my wounds. I know what you're thinking, is your genetically enhanced healing on vacation? Usually, it would have healed by now, but I think the kind doctor dipped the knife in something that subdued my healing rate. The jerk. I punched in my mom's number into the payphone and put a quarter in. It began ringing and then it stopped.

"Yo." Fang's voice said, completely impassive. My fists involuntarily clenched.

"Fang." I croaked out. It made me sound weaker then I had intended. Damn.

"Max? Where are you?" He asked, worry clouding his voice. When did he go soft?

"Yeah, it's me. I'm in Tempe. I…I need your help." I admitted.

"I'll be right there. Where exactly?" I looked around for a street name until I found one.

"S. Rural Rd." I answered. The line disconnected so I hoped that he was coming. I was starting to get really dizzy from the blood loss. Was this what it was like to be a normal human? If it is, then I feel sorry for you. I tried looking up at the sky to look for a black spec, but there was only blue and white. There. Black collided with the light colors and dropped into the alleyway. Then, Fang walked out and saw me. More importantly, the blood. He rushed over to my side and put my arm around his neck for support. God Max, way to let history repeat itself. He said, but his lips didn't move. Am I going insane or is it the blood loss.

"What stupid thing did you do now?" He asked, but I could sense the worry and anger in his voice. I stuck my tongue out at him being my oh so mature response.

"I'll explain later." I managed, the pain seeping into my voice. Fang caught me as my knees gave out and I collapsed.

When I woke up, lights blared into my eyes and my body felt like knives were stabbing it. Oh yeah, they did. Maximum. Oh geez. Sorry, she's not in at the moment. Can I take a message? He didn't seem very pleased with that response. Stop fooling around Maximum. You have a new power. He told me. Ooh! Do I have the power to block annoying voices out of my head? I asked hopefully. You can absorb others' powers. They will still have their powers, but you will also have them. He informed. I thought of Gazzy's mushroom cloud and shuddered. Can I block absorbing certain powers? No answer. I was making sure to keep away from Gazzy from now on.

It was then that I noticed the soft surface beneath me. It felt like a couch. I bolted up, but a strong arm pushed me down. I glared at the one who pushed me down and saw that it was Fang. There was blood all over his shirt and arms. Then I remembered that he had carried me here. I glanced at my arms and saw that they were in bandages. I slowly started to unravel them despite Fang's hand trying to pull my arm away and saw stitches on a lot of wounds. I lifted up my shirt slowly till it was above my bellybutton and saw that blood stained some bandages. I put my shirt down and plopped my head down on the couch cushion and moaned.

"Thanks for helping me." I mumbled.

"I'll always be there to help you." He told me. I glared at him.

"I've heard that one before." I muttered.

"I mean it Max." He lied.

"That's what you told me after Germany. Fang, face it. Your new flock..."

"Kcolf." He interrupted. I scowled at him.

"Whatever. Anyways, they aren't going to want to stay with us forever and you're going to leave with them. Then the kids are all going to be broken up and blaming themselves all over again. So don't make promises you won't keep." I scowled.

"Who was the most broken up?" He whispered. I glared at him.

"Dylan. He was crying for weeks." Fang rolled his eyes. I punched him in the arm.

"You were a lot less abusive when you were hurt." He muttered.

"What can I say, the bitch is back." I smirked.

"Max. Why didn't that serum kill you? Your mom saw that it was activated over an hour ago." He asked me.

"I'm the invincible Maximum Ride." I answered. I pushed myself up, ignoring Fang's cautious eye as if I was going to fall any second, and got off of the couch. I began walking towards my mom's room, when Fang grabbed my arm and turned me to face him.

"I'll never let anything happen to you again. That's a promise." He promised.

"Your promises are worth less then a penny." Then I walked away. I had to tell my mom about Ella. I walked into her room and saw her talking to Gazzy, Nudge, and Iggy. Their faces all brightened when they saw me.

"Can I talk to my mom alone?" I asked. They nodded and walked out of the room. I sat on the bed.

"It's about Ella isn't it?" She asked. I nodded solemnly.

"They killed her." I told her, a tear trailing down my cheek. Tears were streaming down hers by now. I expected her to tell me that she wanted us out, or to call RAVEN and hand us over, or yell at me saying it was my entire fault. Instead, she wrapped her bony arms around me and hugged me sobbing. I would get revenge for Ella though. I wouldn't kill him, but I would definitely get revenge.

Anika: So you aren't bringing Ella back to life?

Aj: Nope. Sorry all of you who doubted my evilness. She's as dead as my love for vampires.

Anika: You loved vampires?

Aj: I did, before Stephanie Meyer started the pretty boy perfect Mary and Gary Stu army of vampires. Oh how I miss vampires like Dracula.

Anika: While Aj is ranting about how vampires were ruined I'll close us off. The usual review rules apply here for the next chapter. Tomorrow I'll update more then once to make up for yesterday. Oh and in the reviews I want to know what you think was ruined more because of Stephanie Meyer. Vampires or Werewolves? Tell us in the reviews. –Anika.