Back! You can finally keep reading! Mwahaha. Fang POV coming up in this chappie, so brace yourselves! Sorry, the chappies are kinda short, but I'll try to come up with a long chappie next time!

Fang's eyes shone with disbelief. Finally, some emotion. "How do we know you're not lying?" He asked, his voice, slightly strained.

"The day I was taken from you, when we were six-ish, I promised you I would be okay because I was Maximum Ride. You were throwing yourself against the cage, trying to break free. Nudge said 'Max Wide! Don't weave me'. I told Iggy 'Yeah. I'll be fine.' Do you believe me now?" I ask, trying to look as Maximum Ride as I could… if that makes sense. Which it doesn't.

"How do I know you're not lying?" Fang asked, suspicious.

"How do I know you're Fang?" I retorted.

I can't let the younger ones be hurt. If this is Max… what did they do to her? I hear his thoughts, and for a second, I feel a twinge. This surprises me, cause the only emotion I really feel is sarcasm. But for a single second, I feel sad that Fang doesn't trust me. His former best friend. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention I can read minds, and control them. Oops.

"Fine. If you don't trust me, let the others go up and away, I won't follow them, and you can interrogate me all you like," I say, looking him straight in the eye.

He looks at me, thinking it over in his head. Then he nods, without my influence, just so you know. "Up and away guys. Go to wherever, I'll come later."

The flock immediately jump up in the air, one after another. How slow they fly amazes me. They're probably going eighty miles per hour, but I always reach over two hundred. Just saying, er, bragging, I suppose.

"And then there were two," I mutter.

Here we go, I think.

Fang POV

I couldn't believe it. This was Max? I had thought she had been dead or worse all these years, and she was standing here right before me. Even more, it shocked me how she looked. She was dressed in a red tank top, ripped black skinny jeans, and a black leather jacket. Max's brown eyes looked at me, her long dirty blond hair rippling in the wind. She was… she was beautiful. It was strange, because I always thought of Max as a warrior, a fighter. It was strange, seeing how much she had changed, but it had been nine years.

I couldn't trust her, though. Not yet. "How do I know you're not an assassin sent to kill us or something?" I say, my eyes narrowing in suspicion.

"Wouldn't I have done that by now?" Max asked, rolling her eyes.

"That's what they always say. You know, before they earn our trust then stab us in the back," I say, still unconvinced.

Max raised an eyebrow. "You're smart. But it's the same thing for me. I don't know if you're really Fang, either. So why should I trust you?"

"Good point. But I don't know what the white coats did to you, or if you're on our side," I really hope this is Max. Really. Still, it never hurts to be paranoid when you're a birdkid constantly on the run from the whitecoats.

"Well, they tricked me out with a bunch of powers. Like, I can jump off a fifty story building and be perfectly be fine. I'm also very flexible," She says, and does a backflip. "Uh, I'm bomb-, stab-, fire-, water-proof. I also have telekinesis." Sticking out her hand, she focuses on a nearby trash can and flings it into the air before putting it down. "I can control the elements. Like the Avatar." She adds, before sticking out her palm. In her palm, a little ball of flame bursts up. Little orbs of water revolve around the flame, and small rocks spin around. The wind picks up, and I'm sure Max is causing it. "And I'm really strong and fast." I open my mouth to tell her the flock is like that too, then she says, "Even more than you guys. By a lot. Seriously," she finishes.

"Okay, anything else?" I ask, wondering how many powers she can possibly have.

"Well, I-" She starts.

"Never mind. Welcome to the flock," I say, finally convinced.

"Okay. You're going to have to introduce me to, uh, what was her name? Angela? Annie? And that other blond kid," Max says, her eyes a little sad.

"Why do you look so sad?" I blurt out, then wished I hadn't. I don't usually talk this much. What was wrong with me? Was getting the silent guy to talk one of Max's many powers?

"Huh? Well, you know. Whatstheirnames are in the flock, right?" Max says, not meeting my eyes. "I never got to know them, and they were in my flock."

"Oh," I'm not sure how I liked the way Max called the flock hers, but she was the leader before she was taken away. "C'mon. I'll introduce you."

Max POV

This is going to be easy, I think. It didn't take long to earn Fang's trust, and I knew that the rest of the flock would trust me too.

Brace yourselves, "flock." You're leader is coming home.

Yeah, buddy! So…

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