Hey Guys HAPPY THANKS GIVING TO ALL.
Fang: Food food food food food food
K: Hey Are you excited for Dinner Fang
Fang: Food food food food food food
T: I think he is
Extremely Hot Taco:Me gusta la acción de gracias de la comida es deliciosa es el señor Emo bien el suyohabía sido pasear por la comida más de una hora ahora
K: si él está bien es muy emocionado para la cena. Porque es todo lo que le importa.
Pickles: Thank you everyone for reading our stories. We have enjoyed writing for you so much. I hope you enjoy this story and all the future ones.
Mr. Egg McMuffin: We are so gratefull for all of you.
T: I couldn't have said it better myself. Thanks Guys!
K: Ya thanks sooooo much we hope you enjoy it and happy thanksgiving.
Max's POV
"They aren't." A familiar voice echoed through the empty garage. Fang? I'm dead, I thought, I must be dead. I lost too much blood... The sawing suddenly stopped and I heard Dylan making a sick choking sound. Then a thump. The last thing I remember before blacking out is Fang's voice, oh, his beautiful, beautiful voice, saying my name. "Max? Max!"
I woke up with strong arms wrapped around my body. I tried to lift my body up to look around but as I did sharp pain shattered through my body crashing me to the ground. "Max." Fang's voice interrupted my embarrassing fall. "Don't move," he commanded me. I would of resited is it were any other day, but I think I will listen. "Fang it hurts, it hurts so bad," I said, curled up in a ball on the floor. Yup, that's the great Maximum Ride for you. Fang just looked at me, his eyes filled with worry and fear. Emotions, oh how I hate them. Fang grabbed my arms and pulled me into his. At first it hurt to have him yanking me to him. But once comforted in his arms, all of the pain faded and all I could focus on was the warmth of his body against mine. Oh God how I loved this. Then my eyes saw a crumpled body in the corner. I tried to focus my eyes on it….Dylan. Fang followed my eyes to his body. I started to slowly stand up he helped me anticipating my every move. Fang helped me walk over to him. I kicked him his eyes fluttered. When he woke up his eyes darted from place to place and finally settled on me and my crutch... Which would be Fang. His eyes were full of confusion pain and tints of anger. "Why?" was all I could choke out at him. "Why Dylan? Why in hell would you ever hurt me like that?" He barely lifted his head to reply, his lips haedly moved. "I almost had you Max, I was so close until he waltzed in and stole you from me. WHY DO YOU LOVE HIM WHAT IS SO IMPORTANT ABOUT HIM WHAT DOES HE HAVE THAT I DON'T HAVE?" By the end of his sentence Dylan was screaming. Fang answered "First of all I don't waltz, I strut," he said with a straight face. "Second of all I don't try to kill the person I love when things get tough. I would give anything to keep Max safe. I would give my life for her any day. She is my everything without her I can't function. That's the difference between us. And I ACTUALLY give a shit about her." Those word coming out of his mouth made me the happiest I have ever been in a long, long time. He said I was his everything. "I do give a shit, I am her perfect other half….I was made for her… You are nothing but a bump in the road I will get rid of you." That's when Dylan stood up Anger Burning through his eyes like a wildfire.
Fang POV
"You are nothing but a bump in the road I will get rid of you." Dylan's words echoed through my head, but I made not show of it. He was looking at me. He started to walk towards me. I pulled the knife out of my back pocket and when Dylan went to punch me I stabbed him. Right when the knife pierced his skin blood began to flow out. Dylan fell to the ground clenching his stomach. By now the flock had woken up and was standing around us. Shock was present in each one of their eyes. What? Did they think I didn't have the guts to kill him? Dylan landed at my feet I stared at him. Not even caring that I just killed him. He was going to kill me, I had to. I looked up at Max spun on my heels and walked over to where I was taking my watch before and laid down.
Max's POV
I stared at Fang in shock. He just killed someone. Not an Eraser, or some mutant or something, but an actual person. I wasn't sure how to react. For the time being, I just stood, staring. Famg glanced at me and walked away, no emotion present on his face. I think that is what really scared me. Aren't you supposed to have that thing tell you when you did something wrong? It makes you feel all guilty and stuff? Apparently, Fang wasn't feeling it. And surprisingly, neither was I.
K: Hey
Fang: HAHAHHAHHAHHAHAH
T: He is Kinda Happy
Fang: AHAHHAHHAHAHHAHHA
K: Not because o food because Dylan is dead
Fang: I win he looses I get Max He doesn't hahahHhahahahhahahha