A/N Okay! That you everyone that reviewed! This is my first fanfic so I didn't really know what to expect. Also, if you want, you can tell me the name of your own fanfic if it's Maximum Ride or Twilight, and I will try to review it, although I don't want to read anything with excessive swearing. (but do not shower me in stories. Thank you). Okay, I think you're supposed to do this; I am not James Patterson. Neither am I Stephenie Meyer. I mean, if I was gazillionare writer, what would I be doing on fanfic? Just a thought for you. . .

On with the story! :-)

Chapter Two

EDWARD POV

The color drained out Nick Smith's face. I sniffed the air. The scent of birds was strong; it was almost as if the Smiths were birds.

I listened carefully to his thoughts. Max's expiration date! No!"

Behind him, the talkative girl, Tiffany-? let out a little shriek. "No, Max, no!" She cried, hugging herself.

"Nudge, what's wrong?" Jeff said to Tiffany?-Nudge?-and she whispered something to him. His already pale skin was even whiter, so white that he looked like a ghost, a vampire.

"Do you have a problem?" I asked smoothly.

Nick glared at me, backing away. "Get away from us, Eraser," He snarled. Why did he keep calling me a pencil? Was it something I was wearing? I looked down at my shirt. It was green. I sighed and eavesdropped in his thoughts. A picture of a huge man sprouting fur met me. How in the world was that an Eraser?

By then, the rest of my family was around us, staring at the Smith kids. "Calm them down," I whispered to Jasper. He nodded and focused. Immediately, the energy level relaxed.

"Would you like to go to the hospital?" I asked, looking around. The school nurse was heading this way. Hopefully, she would make sure that Max was all right, whatever was happening to her. . .

No! Tiffany-? Jeff and Nick thought as one. Nick stepped back. "C'mon, guys, let's get out of here," He said, his voice tight. He turned and ran, the rest of his family following him.

"We should help them," Bella murmured to me, her eyes wide on the fleeing kids. "They're obviously not going to go to a hospital. And that girl, Max, she needs help."

I nodded, then turned around to the rest of our family. "I'll go to Carlisle, ask him what we should do," I said.

Rosalie, being Rosalie, hissed. "Why? Those bird-kids will be fine. She wasn't dying, or anything."

"Ah, c'mon, Rose, it'll be fun!" Emmett cajoled.

Alice's vision hit me a split second later. "Actually," Alice said. "About the dying thing. . .you might want to revise your earlier statement."

FANG POV

The five of us stopped in a small meadow, a few thousand feet away from the school, Max still cradled in my arms. She was coughing blood now. I put her on the ground, gently, kneeled besides her, then looked up frantically at Iggy.

"Ig?" I said, trying to keep the desperation out of my voice. "Ig? Can you help her at all?"

Iggy listened. "Her heart's going haywire. She's losing blood fast. No question about it. Max needs a doctor."

"Max!" Nudge cried out, tears pouring down her face. Iggy gave her a hug, whispering, "It'll be okay, okay," Gazzy and Angel were clinging to each other tightly. I had no one to hold onto. I looked down at Max. We couldn't take her to a hospital. We couldn't. We just couldn't. But Max needed help. Fast.

"Need help?" A low purr of a voice said. I looked up from my crouch.

There were eight of them. Six of them I recognized from school, and then there were two more adults. The Cullens. They were all so breathtakingly beautiful, it was almost shocking. The one who had spoken looked to be about twenty-three or four, with icy pale skin and blond hair.

"Get away from us, Erasers!" I snapped, pulling Max into my arms and jumping up. The rest of the flock tensed, waiting to fight.

I heard the bronze-haired male Eraser mutter, "I told you he kept calling me a pencil," To the other blond male, named Jasper.

"Don't be ridiculous. Jasper, will you help me out?" It was obvious that the oldest blond male was the leader. The other blond male nodded and closed his eyes tightly, concentrating.

Angel glared at him. "Stop that!" She said, but why was she panicking? Everything was fine, it was all going to be fine, they were going to help us out and Max was going to be okay.

"Do you want to come to our house?" The leader asked. The blond female hissed but he took no notice of her.

Max's lifeblood was soaking away in my arms. "Yes," I said with feeling.

"Here, I'll take Max," The leader said, stretching out his arms.

Fang? Came Angel's frightened voice in my head. Why was she so scared? It was all going to be fine. Don't trust them! They're not human, Fang.

Wait. Were they Erasers? I stepped back, not wanting Max to be ensnared in the arms of our foes.

No. They're something else. . .I can't figure out what, not yet, Angel said.

"I'll carry her," I said to the Cullens.

"All right. Here, we have a car a little ways away, and then we can take Max to our house."

I nodded, feeling totally relaxed.

BELLA POV

Carlisle, Jasper and I rode in the car with the Smiths. Jasper's concentration was tight-I caught him looking back once or more at the injured girl, Max-but I caught him and stared at him sternly. If Max's blood had smelled normal, he wouldn't have been able to control himself. But the Smiths were oddly like the werewolves-they smelled human and animal, mixed in one. But still, Carlisle wouldn't have let Jasper get in the car if it wasn't for his ability to control emotions. Carlisle drove.

We arrived at our white mansion soon. Nick had held Max tightly for the entire ride, looking down at her. Now he jumped out of the car, looking around frantically. "How did they get here so fast?" He said, nodding at Rosalie, Emmett, Alice, Edward, Esme and Renesmee, who had ran.

"They had another car," Carlisle said absently. "Please, Nick, bring Max inside."

Nick nodded tightly and carried Max inside the house, the rest our us following. Edward and that little girl-what was her name? Ariel?-were staring at each other, eyes narrowed. Carlisle laid Max on the couch, and checked her pulse.

"Wo," He muttered, then turned to Nick. "Her heart is going so fast that she should be dead. Care to explain why?"

Nick shrugged, glaring around at all of us. "I don't know. It's always been like that," I could feel Jasper pumping up the trust in the room, so Nick must have been really defensive.

"What's the date?" Nick asked me tightly.

"Huh? It's the third of October," I said, wondering why he would bring that up.

Nick walked over to Max's limped form and looked at the numbers on her neck. "Max has exactly two weeks to live," He said, and a tear dripped out of his eye.

NUDGE POV

Oh my god oh my god oh my god did Fang just cry? That's not possible. He doesn't need people. But then, he and Max have been in love forever.

But. . Max is going to die. No! There has to be something we can do! Something.

"She's not going to die. Carlisle will take care of her," That really cute boy, I think his name was Edward, muttered under his breath. If I were a normal human, I wouldn't have been able to hear him.

How?-

"Stop it!" Angel exclaimed, pointing at Edward. "Stop looking at our minds!"

Huh?

"What are you talking about, Ariel?" Fang asked tightly, using Angel's fake name. He was staring down at Max's pale face.

"He reads minds!" She said, pointing, accusingly, at Edward.

Huh? I thought. Now the world has to mind-readers? Not good!

"So does she," He said, just as pouty as Angel.

"It appears we have a lot to learn about each other," Carlisle said absently, still bent over Max.

"And they're vampires," Angel said, scowling.