Hey everyone, thanks for all your awesome reviews! I'm glad you like the story :)

I just wanted to add in a little something about Fang as I'm sure your all wondering where he is, how is he etc I thought I would dedicate a short chapter to him :) Hope you like it. Also the language used in this chapter is not made up. It is real.

-Fanglover17

Fang Pov

Leaving her was the most hardest thing I had ever had to do in my entire life. I would have done anything for us to be together. Which is why I'm doing this. It's for the best.

I had to get used to being on my own from now on, but where I was, there was plenty to do. After leaving Max and the flock, I headed straight for the capital of Papua New Guinea. Port Moresby. The sights were amazing, unlike anything I had ever seen before. I also came to find that there was more than 700 bird species, including 38 of the 43 species of the spectacular Bird of Paradise. Looks like one more bird has joined the coop.I was particularly interested in the New Guinea eagles in the Variarata National Park which was one of the most magnificent mountain regions I had come across. They reminded me of how I learned to fly from the eagles back home. If Max was here she would have loved this.

Having no money, I decided I would have to give staying in a hotel a miss and look around some of the villages. Maybe they could put me up for a while in exchange for another worker perhaps. The coast was full with villages and it didn't take me long to find one out of the way from the others.

I settled down in a clearing and began to make my way forward towards a group of women. They turned as they saw me and smiled. They began talking in a different language so I couldn't understand what they were saying. A tall, beautiful, young woman stepped out from the middle of the women and came towards me. I was amazed at how little clothing she had on and tried to avert my eyes from seeing her breasts. In fact all the women wore pretty much nothing up top, so I had to be very careful where I look.

"Yu kam bolong wonem?" The woman said as she stood before me.

"I'm sorry I don't understand you." I told her. She nodded as though she understood me.

"Why did you come?" The woman said in English this time. That must have been what she meant before.

"I have come looking for a place to stay, I can provide work in exchange." I began and she held up her hand to hush me.

"Yu noken wok long me sopos yu nosave kuk." The woman said. I cocked my head to one side and saw the other women behind her giggling amoungs themselves.

"You cannot work for me unless you can cook." She said putting her hands on her hips. It reminded me of Max.

"I can try. I'm sure I'm not that bad." I laughed. She smiled. Part of me felt like she wanted me to work for her. Maybe it was just my good looks and charm.

"Do you think you can teach me your ways, at least for a little bit. I'm interested to learn." I said looking around at the village noting that there were not very many men.

"I'll teach you." She smiled and motioned for me to come over.

"These are my sisters. All from different mothers. Our father is the chief here, he has many wives." She began. I nodded at the women still averting my eyes from their bare chests.

"Why are there no men here?" I asked wondering if the women's lack of dress was the reason.

"The men stay in separate parts of the village. Even the married ones." She explained.

"Come." She waved for me to follow her across the village until we came to a tall and sturdy looking hut. A tall, well built man stepped out and glared at me with real intrigue.

"Papa, em I sitrongpela boi, save wok sitrong" She said to her father. He shot me deadly glances like I was some sort of alien from another planet. Well, he was half right.

"Kranki!" He replied. She turned to me.

"I told papa you were a strong boy and will work diligently. He said foolishness. Perhaps if you can prove your strength, he will let you live here amongst us." She told me. I looked at her father and he had a frown upon his face.

"Tell him I will fight his best men and prove to him I can be useful." I suggested. She did so and her father nodded.

"Come, we must get you ready." She said grabbing me away from her fathers hut and pulling me into another.

"No offense but I am not wearing any of that stuff." I exclaimed looking at the male dress wear. I took off my black eagle top and threw it on a chair. "This is as far as I go." She nodded. She placed necklaces around my neck and put arm and waist belts around me. It was a tradition of theirs, to symbolise the wearers power. Without realising, some women approached me from behind and started gasping and whispering. I turned around and realised they were shocked to see I had wings.

"One of the bird children!" The woman gasped as she dropped the jewlery on the floor and came over to examine me.

"How did you know who I was?" I asked her.

"We have heard stories about you. What do they call you?" She asked touching my wings with her fingers.

"My names Fang. Whats yours?"

"Alice. These are my sisters Florence, Natasha,Kathy and Abigail." Alice said introducing me. Turns out those are very popular names in Papua New Guinea.

"Will this change how your father feels about me?"

"He will be very curious indeed. Lets go now." She propelled me outside and back to he fathers hut. Woman glanced over at me as I passed stopping dead in their tracks at the sight of my wings.

When we reached the hut, three well built men with spears stood side by side in front of the chief. They wore headdresses and lots of jewelry, symbols of power. They must be his best warriors.

The chief looked at me in a different light once he saw the wings on my back. Turned out he was only going to send one man at a time in the ring with me, now he chose all three. That's a fair fight I thought.

He ordered his men over to the sandy, circular ring near the sea and sent his first man in. I soon followed, being gazed at intently by more and more villagers. News travels quickly around these parts. I hope no scientists would hear about this, or max. That's the last thing I need right now.

A loud ringing sound entered my ears and I realised the fight had begun. I put up my dukes and watched as the first fighter circled me with a spear in his hand. Was he actually going to use that thing on me?

He darted straight for me, swiping and slashing his spear in my direction. I noticed one or two feathers on the floor and realised they were mine. I quickly dodged his attacks and struck a sharp kick to his groin. He doubled over in pain. After a few minutes he didn't get up and the second man was sent in. He seemed very protective about his groin area, considering that they didn't wear much protection down below. I was struck on the head and the back several times and started to become light headed. These warriors were good. I used my wings to thrust me around the fighter and send my knee flying straight onto his spine. He wasn't going to get up for a while after that.

The last warrior dumped his spear onto the sand and grabbed hold of two swords, swinging them about in large circles. He came running at me but I dodged out of the way just in time to grab hold of his knee cap and snap it out of place.

Victory was mine. The villagers cheered at their new champion and showered me with jewelry, flowers and even feathers. The chief had a sly smile on his face and he gave me my very own headdress as a sign of power. I was even rewarded with a hut all to myself. Alice agreed to help me learn how to cook, catch fish and master the language of Melanesian Pidgin, one of the widely used languages in Papua New Guinea.

Things didn't seem to bad for me. I was settling in well, visiting species of bird in the jungle tour in the Chambri region and diving in the reefs at Port Moresby. Sounds like a good life to be having to me.

Although, one night, at the far end of the village, I noticed something moving in the distance. A huge figure, possibly human, was rustling about in the nearby woods. It was getting dark and all of the villagers were inside their huts. I wondered who could be out here so late at night. Then I heard a sound that turned my blood to ice. It was a low growl at first, then turned into a familiar roar and I soon realised that roar could only belong to one thing. An eraser. I was about to get ready to pounce on the hairy S.O.B when I heard what seemed to be a girl shouting. It came from the woods and I hoped one of the village children wasn't in trouble.

Drawing closer to the crying I began to spot the eraser standing over a figure. I quickly dashed over and grabbed the eraser from behind knocking him straight to the floor. Knocking him out cold. I turned to face the weeping figure and was surprised at what I saw. It was a young girl, slightly younger than me with short black shiny hair and a long fringe covering over one eye. She was wearing a long black vest, black leggings and black knee length boots with a heel. In the moonlight her eyes shone an olive green and her peachy red lips stood out on her round sweet face. She smiled up at me, looking at my torso and my jewelry and showed a row of pearly white teeth.

"I could have taken him you know." She laughed putting her hands on her hips. Why is it that every time someone does that it reminds me of Max.

"Sure you could. What are you doing out here?" I asked her, examining her long boot knife.

"Well, I was lost, but now I'm not. I was looking for you. Your names Fang isn't it?" She said dusting the dry mud of her clothes. I nodded as she slowly walked around touching my wings. Why was she looking for me? She didn't seem to freaked out by my wings either. That was when she said she needed to find me because she wanted to be in my flock. She had apparently read the message I wrote about needing mutants to join me. Then she shrugged her shoulders and let out a pair of jet black wings, smiling. Now I understood.

She was just like me.....