A/N: Okay, since I'm going through a horrible case of no ideas, I am going to end this story soon. There is two other stories I'm writing, and I have to end one so I can work on one at a time. It is SO much easier that way. So, this one is going to end. Sorry if this seems like a bad chappie, I might have rushed it, but I tried not to. R&R!

Fang POV

I didn't know if we would have much luck with this, but it was our only hope to follow.

We were following the trail of blood on the grass, which became less and less noticeable as it went on, but with our hawk vision it was easier. I prayed silently that he was okay.

The grass was ruffled, like they had been dragging him. Eventually it came up to tire tracks, where they had probably shifted him into a truck. I frowned as the tire tracks led into a muddy road, where it was harder to tell where the tracks were.

"Let's keep going." I announced to the rest of the flock, jogging along side the mud road. They started jogging, too, and we kept going for the next hour or so.

***

The tracks led off to a smaller, sandy road that veered off into another field. And then, in the distance, I saw the white concrete building.

The School.

My eyes narrowed, and I could feel the others following my gaze. Without warning, I took off full speed down the road and then a blur up ahead came into view. A really fast blur, and I didn't have anytime to avoid it when it crashed into me and I fell over.

Max POV

I thought I saw something move up ahead, but I wasn't sure because it was pitch black, just like everything else right now. It was really dark out, even though I swore from the inside of the School it was daytime.

Anyways, it moved again and then I saw that it was a person running. I angled downwards, thinking it was an Eraser coming to attack us, when right before I slammed into his face I realized it was Fang.

"OW!" I yelled out as I was knocked out of the air and sent tumbling across the ground, getting a mouth full of dirt. I spit it out, getting up and brushing my jeans off. Then, right ahead of me I saw Angel and Nudge staring at me in awe. Iggy ran up next to me, probably listening to the situation and trying to make sense of what was going on.

"Max! Iggy!" Nudge and Angel yelled in unison, charging towards me and Ig. They wrapped their arms around me and hugged me, thinking I was the real Max. Ew, did I need to really go through this? I think I could deal with out the hugs and tears. But, if this was what would let me be safe in the flock, I would deal.

Angel pulled away with her grin shifting into more of a frown. "Max?" She asked, seeming doubtful of me. Oh, shit, what now?

Nudge pulled away to. Suddenly, Angel frowned and narrowed her eyes.

"Angel, what's wrong?" Nudge asked.

"That isn't Max." Angel spat bitterly, pulling back her fist and thrusting it towards me. How did she know? I dodged out of the way, but knocked into Fang again as he tried to get up. He looked at me, realized who I was, and then smiled. Slightly.

"Max!" He said, but then Angel tried to punch me again. I held her arms back, and she struggled against my grip.

"Fang, that's not Max!" Angel yelled at him. Seriously, how the hell did this kid know? Fang didn't ask any questions and lunged at me, knocking me back down onto the ground.

"No, please, I helped Iggy escape!" I yelled back, trying to kick Fang off of me, who was trying to pin me down. He looked momentarily confused but kept me pinned down.

Iggy POV

Okay, sometimes being blind was one of the most annoying things ever.

"Wait, what's going on?" I asked, hearing someone run and then someone being knocked to the ground.

"Well, uh, Angel thinks that, um, Max isn't... Max?" Nudge said from beside me, seeming confused.

"What do you mean? And what is going on, like who lunged at who?"

"Fang. At Max. Or whoever that person is, but she looks like Max." She clarified, and I got the picture.

"No, please!" The Max-Wanna-Be said, sounding strained. "I... want to... help! Please get off of me!"

"Guys, she helped me escape! Get off of her!" I yelled, trying to help in some way, or at least stop the physical fighting.

Then the field got silent, except for the sound of someone getting up.

"Who are you?" Fang asked sternly, sounding annoyed and irritated.

"Max. Er, well, Max 2. The School made me to replace Max in your flock, but she died, so their plan wouldn't necessarily work without the real one, but I escaped with Iggy and I wanted to come with you guys-"

It got silent again, and I knew that it was because Fang held up a finger telling her to stop. "Slower, please."

She said it again, slower and more clearly.

Fang POV

I decided if we should let her stay with us or not. How would it turn out? Does she still work for the School, and she was just lieing about escaping and it was all just a plan of the School? Or was she telling the truth?

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "Angel, scan her please." I said quietly, trying to cool off.

Then Angel concentrated on Max 2, scanning her brain for anything that was bad. "She's telling the truth."

After a moment of hesitating, taking in all the possibilities that could go on, I turned to Max 2. "You can stay with us." I told her. "But I'm still the leader. Got it?"

She nodded her head eagerly, and I smiled. Now we were all together- sorta'.

I took off into the air, thinking about Max. The original one, not the clone.

I miss you, Max.

The End