A/N: You guys are really awesome you know that? Way over 100 reviews and they still continue beautifully. I'm gonna mentally cry. (I don't physically cry often so….) Also I'm in a really good mood because Fighter1537 updated A Look! That is my most favorite story in the whole wide world! Yay! Anyways chapter 12 is coming through!

Also I'd like to dedicate this chapter to HazelEyesDon'tTellLies for giving me a great idea!

Disclaimer: I don't own. Maximum Ride. But I wish to own. Faaang! (To the tune of Voldemort's tune in The Mysterious Ticking Noise…I don't own that either.)

Fang POV

The second we arrived home, Iggy and Gazzy threw themselves to the ground.

"Oh Dr. M's floor! Dr. M's sweet, beautiful, not in the air floor!" They hugged the floor.

"Save the dramatics, you two." Ella said, "Look, Max is asleep. We don't want to wake her up and set her off."

Iggy and Gazzy nodded and stood up from the floor.

"What are we going to do now?" Nudge asked, "Max doesn't trust us. How are we supposed to help her if she won't let us?"

"I don't know." I said, "But we'll find a way. We always do."

"No," Angel said quietly, "Max always finds a way. This time though, we don't have her to do that for us."

Max POV

Fang was up high, doing steep circling moves, banking, practicing the techniques he'd learned from the hawks out west. It was hard to see him- except when he passed in front of the moon.

Then all at once I felt the all-too-familiar rush of heat flooding me, washing my face with fire.

Oh my god, what is this? It hurts! A lot!

I began breathing fast, the adrenaline jump-starting my heart. Quickly I put my hand up to mu face, hoping I didn't look like an Eraser now, in front of the others.

Why would I look like an Eraser? Am I turning into one? I don't want to turn into an Eraser!

The next thing I knew, I was streaking into the sky like a rocket, my hair streaming in back of me, wind stinging my eyes.

This is awesome! I've never flown so fast!

I was going incredibly fast, and I could hardly feel my wings moving. Oh, my God, what is this? I thought, seeing the earth blur beneath me.

What a rush!

The flock and I-

The flock? Great, another fake memory.

-could keep up a steady pace of eighty miles an hour with no effort, and could sprint at a hundred and twenty. Dive-bombing, we'd hit speeds of a hundred and eighty.

I was going way faster than that now, straight out, by myself.

Too awesome!

It so totally rocked.

And then pain exploded all over my body.

Fang POV

To say we were caught off guard is an understatement.

When Max let out a blood-curdling scream of pain and anguish, most of us jumped high into the air and/or fell to the ground hard. As soon as the shock wore off, we raced over to Max, who was lying on the couch.

"Max!" we yelled. She arched her back and screamed again. Her body was contorting into unnatural positions and she was foaming at the mouth. The sight was horrifying, but it was Max so I grabbed her and tried to hold on to her.

"Max! Wake up! Wake up!"

Her voice reached a higher pitch and volume as she whipped her head back and forth. Ouch. That's going to hurt when she wakes up.

Her temperature was rising too. What the hell was going on? She screamed again and lurched out of my arms. Her body continued to bend into disgusting angles that made me want to puke.

"Angel! What's going on in her mind?" I yelled.

"I don't know!" she cried, "All she is thinking about is the pain! She's in complete agony!"

"What do we do?" asked Nudge.

Max's eyes snapped open as another scream was ripped from her throat. Her eyes were rolled in the back of her head. She looked like some demon-possessed victim during an exorcism. It made me want to puke more.

The sound of clothes ripping caught our attention and we looked to see that Max's clothes were tight on her. Was she growing? Is she returning back to normal?

"Is it going to be over?" whispered Nudge. If she wasn't next to me, I wouldn't have been able to hear her over the screaming, "Will we be able to stop worrying about this?"

Our hopes died when the screaming stopped and Max wasn't fully-grown. She did look older though, which gave us new hopes.

"Is she back to normal?" asked Iggy.

"No." I replied. Iggy frowned.

"How old is she now?" asked Gazzy.

"She looks about 8 or 9 I guess. It's been a while since I've last seen her like this." I frowned. Will she remember us?

"Is she awake?" asked Ella. Dr. M bent down towards Max and shook her gently. She didn't react.

"No, she's asleep. The transformation must have drained her of all of her energy."

"That's right." I said, "When Jeb first gave me to her, she was asleep. I though it was because she was so young, but it was probably because of the transformation."

"Let's just hope that when she transforms again, it will be for the last time." Dr. M said, "For now, why don't I put her on the couch and we can have lunch. It was a long flight and I bet you're all hungry."

We agreed and walked toward the kitchen as Dr. M picked up Max. Max may not have fully returned to normal, but the transformation has given us hope. All we can do now is forget a little, relax, and pray that Max at least remembers us.

We're doomed if she doesn't.

A/N: Like I said, this one is going to be a few more chapters. I'm not sure how many, but now it's going to be a little longer because of this new addition to the story (thanks HazelEyesDon'tTellLies!) so yeah! Max is older yay! And thanks for all the reviews guys! Seriously appreciated! Bye! Review!

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