Hey guys.... I'm back here with chapter 2 where some of the action really starts!
Thanks sooo much to dELLAirium and CoOkIeMoNsTeR222 for being my very first ever reviewers!! Thanks so much for your advice and I made a big effort with my capital I's in this chapter –They didn't show up on spell-check!!!!-
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Fang POV:

Today started out as an average kind of day at Dr. Martinez's house in Arizona. I woke up really early and slipped out of bed and skilfully dodged a snoring Iggy who fell out of bed and was currently sprawled on the floor next to Gazzy's blow-up mattress. I glanced at the clock and noticed it was only 1:23 ... Oh well I was up now anyway.

I glanced into the other spare room where Nudge and Angel slept when we stayed and almost grinned when I saw how the girls had pushed the beds together. However they were all currently squished onto the one bed with only one duvet between the two of them. Arms, legs and other various body parts were sticking out and Angel looked kind of cold so I scooped up another duvet and silently spread it out so it covered them both.

Then I slid down the banister to avoid the creaky stair, I could never remember which one it was, and made my way to the kitchen as quiet as a shadow. I saw a silhouette of someone in the kitchen and silently prepared to make a surprise attack if it turned out to be an eraser or another of our seemingly endless enemies... But as I rounded the corner, I let out a sigh of relief as I realised it was only Max, who was half asleep at the table with a glass of water.

'Max, what are you doing up at this time of the morning,' I asked a bit confused with my usual emotionless mask on.

'What? Oh it's you Fang, I just couldn't sleep so i came down and...' she answered sleepily and then promptly yawned and her eyes fluttered closed and her head drooped onto the table. I chuckled, which is rare for me, and then slowly picked Max up and with her in my arms, bridal style, and started to walk upstairs to the room she shared with Ella and gently placed her on the bed. I pulled the covers up over her sleeping form and watched as she rolled over and fell into a deeper sleep.

I was tempted to watch her sleep for the rest of the morning because she was so beautiful when she sleep, well I thought she was beautiful all the time, but if anyone saw me it would be really awkward. Instead I went over to the big window in her room, opened it and paused to look back at sleeping Max, before throwing myself out into the night sky.

I snapped out my wings and soared upwards feeling the wind rushing past me. I wheeled around the dawn sky, enjoy the feeling of freeness. A flock of birds flew past and as I imitated their moments. Soon they started to let down their guard and after a while we were wheeling round in a circle, with me practicing the tricks we learnt off the hawks when we were rescuing Angel.

I had just let a rare half smile slip out when I heard my name being shouted loudly. 'Fang, come down, it's BREAKFAST!' I immediately returned to a blank mask of nothingness and reluctantly shot down towards the ground, pulling up at the last minute, landing on my feet before a smiling Angel.

'Hi Fang! Iggy's making pancakes and you'd better hurry before they're all gone!' she chirped happily, before skipping back to the house. I waited a moment, to look up at the birds I had shared my morning with, flying in loose formation away. I watched until they were almost out of sight before hurrying towards the house.

I entered the kitchen and almost got mowed down by Gaz who was sprinting back to the table with a plate stacked high with pancakes, somehow I knew it was not his first helping; I caught sight of Iggy by the stove juggling four frying pans and a massive bowl of pancake batter, most of which seemed to be on his apron. Angel was tucked up on the sofa with another plate full of pancakes talking to Total who had a slightly smaller bowl of pancakes.

I whipped around as Ella laughed at something funny Max said, her plate of three pancakes looking absolutely tiny compared to Max's ten pancakes smothered with syrup, syrup and more syrup. Nudge was probably still in bed, I swear I don't know how anyone could sleep for that long every morning! I grabbed a plate, made my way over to Iggy and snagged the next seven pancakes.

After our pancake-pig-out as most normal humans would call it, I went and watched a horror movie in the living room, while Angel did Total's hair beside me. Call me irresponsible, but I wasn't worried about her watching it because all of us had seen much worse 'cause of our messed up child hood. Max went to drop Ella to a friend's house and do some grocery shopping since Dr Martinez was out of town for the weekend at some conference.

The moment Max was out of the door Iggy and Gaz dropped their things and started to build and fiddle with what looked like some sort of bomb that was concealed as a watch, the watch they were building it in looked suspiciously like Nudge's new 'Juicy Couture' one...

After about an hour of the movie Nudge stumbled down the stairs almost half asleep, with bright pink pyjamas with big pink fluffy slippers on. I half raised my eyebrows as I watched her shuffle to the kitchen.

I paused the movie and followed her in to find her in the middle of what was probably to be a long rant about pancakes, breakfast and 'coloured syrup'(?) but luckily Ig shut her up by slapping his hand over her mouth and I said 'Lunch. It's one in the afternoon. You slept in.'

She freed her mouth from Iggy's fingers and took a deep breath but before she could start yet another rant, Angel saved us by coming in with a very odd looking Total and said 'Nudge, Jeb's here and he says get dressed 'cause he has big news and wants everyone to hear it ... especially you!'

Nudge immediately bolted for the door and rushed upstairs at practically one hundred miles per hour. At the time I thought it was because she didn't want Jeb to see her in her pyjamas but I was so wrong.

We all assembled in the sitting room with Jeb and were all just waiting for Nudge, who would probably take half an hour to get changed and do her hair. But shockingly, she took a mere ten minutes to get changed and all the mutants in the room looked up in shock when we heard her running along the hallway on the second floor.

What happened next was almost in slow motion; we all saw it but couldn't do anything about it. She skidded round the corner to the stairs and slipped on the stupid magazine she left there yesterday and tripped, then she did a tumbling 'act' down the stairs and somersaulted through the air and landing with her right arm outstretched as if to catch herself. But she was falling too fast and we watched in horror as her wrist gave way beneath her with a sickening CRACK! Because she had broken it at such an angle, the bone pierced the skin and blood started to gush out as she curled up in a ball letting out a blood curdling cry.

Time fast forwarded up, I sprinted across the room and rushed her to couch with Iggy hot on my tail (or should I say wings). I placed her gently on the couch and Iggy picked up her wrist carefully but she screamed even louder. None of us had a break this bad in a while so I could only imagine how painful it was.

I was so occupied with trying to help Iggy with Nudge I didn't notice Jeb rushing in with a glass of cloudy looking water. By the time I saw him put something to her lips, it was too late. She drank it all in one gulp. She froze for a second and then started to scream a loud keening noise and have some sort of fit and thrash and shake around like she was possessed, her eyes glazed over as she wretched her arm away from Iggy's firm grip.

I had Jeb up against the wall, with his collar in my fist, in a second and yelling 'What the HELL did you put in the DAMNED drink!' when he did not reply I swung around and slammed him against a different wall and shouted as loud as I could 'Tell me NOW you back-stabbing cretin!'

When he still did not say anything, I solved it in my own way by punching Jeb repeatedly in the face until he lost unconsciousness and letting him fall to the ground. I whirled around to see Nudge slumped on the couch unconscious with her head in Iggy's lap. I realised Max had come home and was frantically checking Nudge's breathing which was too ragged and uneven and she was twitching as her eyeballs danced behind her eyelids.

Damn...

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Uh, so there's another chapter gone and I guess I'll update either this weekend or next weekend!

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