AN: I recommend this song, Last Night-Good Charlotte, and it also kinda goes with this/last chapter.

Fang's POV

Iggy pulls up and gets out of his Porsche looking extremely smug. I want to punch him. One time. Just once.

"What?" I ask him.

"Aaw not happy to see me Fangy?" he asks with a fake pout.

"Enough bull. Why are you here?" I try again.

He gets serious for once when he finally tells me, "I'm here to give you a warning."

…dun, dun, dun….

The morning of the next day…

Dreslin's POV

"What is going on?" Max yells, clearly frustrated. Fang never came to see us last night and do his usual debriefing. He just drove off with that guy. Iggy? Weird name, but he was kind of cute. Therefore, I am currently watching Max freak out. It's actually quite entertaining.

"Max, you really need to calm down." I tell her. Right when Max glares at me and opens her mouth to most likely cuss at me, Ashley starts to groan and roll over on the bed next to me. Immediately, Max forgets her frustration and hurries over to her side.

"Ashley, are you okay?" she asks with a look of genuine concern on her face.

"Well, I've been better." Ashley replies with another groan as she tries to sit up. "My head is killing me." she mumbles.

"I'd be surprised if it wasn't. It's called a hangover sweetie. How on Earth could you let Blondie here convince you to drink?" Max asks her.

I look anywhere but at Ashley and Max because I know this is my fault. "Well…um…she told me to loosen up and I did." Ashley replies hesitantly.

Max sighs loudly, exasperated. "That's the same thing she told me. I expected you to keep it together Ash. Not fall for another of Dreslin's stupid schemes."

"In my defense, I didn't mean for her to get super drunk and almost kill that girl." I say. "Honestly, I just wanted us all to have a little fun."

"What? I almost killed someone?" Ashley exclaims.

"Yes, you did. You don't remember?" I ask.

"No! You'd think I would though." she replies and puts a hand to her forehead.

"Well, congratulations! You did the exact opposite of us having fun." Max snarls at me with fury and malice seeping out of her voice. I don't think I've ever seen her this angry at me. Wow, I really screwed up this time.

"I'm sorry!" I almost yell.

"It's gonna take a lot more than an 'I'm sorry' to fix this one Dreslin. How about you take away Ashley's hangover?" Max barks out at me.

"Max, please don't be so hard on Dreslin. It's my fault as much as hers." Ashley croaks out in a pleading voice.

Max lets out a sigh as she looks at Ashley. "Alright. Go take a shower and put on fresh clothes. You stink." She says then motions for me to follow her out of the room.

It is silent as a graveyard as we go sit on the couch. When Ashley comes out, we just watch TV. Still none of us try to talk. A few hours later, Fang walks in with the Iggy guy following him. The silence and tension in the room just got thicker if possible. I'm tempted to get my sword to see if I can cut it.

"Fang, what is going on? And who is he?" Max asks when she sees them. Hoping to get at least one of her questions answered this time.

Fang has other ideas though, "Ashley, how are you feeling?" he asks her quietly while Max fumes off to the side.

"Like I have a hangover." she responds with a sigh.

"Welcome to the real world." he says with a chuckle.

"Faaang." Max says as a warning while she glares at him.

"Okay fine. Max, Dreslin, Ashley. This is Iggy. Iggy. Max, Dreslin, and Ashley. You can interrogate him for yourselves." he says and nods to each of us as he says our names.

"Hellooo ladies," Iggy says with a slow drawl as he looks at each of us in turn. Not even trying to hide that he's doing it.

"Sexist pig." I hear Max mutter under her breath off to my right.

"So are you an assassin too?" I ask him when the silence stretched on a little too long.

"Yep. I trained with Nicky here. I am just part of the American branch station here in California." he responds to me happily. Fang just glares at him while he speaks.

"So are you part of a group like us?" I ask him.

"Not necessarily, but I have a few friends not too far away in a group like you girls. Would you like to meet them? I'm sure you'd like to know a few people when you're here." Iggy tells us with an award winning smile.

"Sure that'd be awesome! We rarely meet new people. Can we Fang? Pleeease?" I plead.

Fang lets out a sigh as he turns to me from glaring at Iggy. "You might want to ask Max and Ashley since they have to go with you."

I turn my pleading gaze over to Max and Ashley. Max just gives me a slight nod of her head and Ashley simply says, "No drinking."

"Great! Then if you girls would kindly follow your driver Nicholas here, then we can head out of here any minute."

"Yay! Let's go right now! C'moooon you guys!" I say and jump up excitedly. I grab one of Max's arms and one of Ashley's then yank them up. What can I say? I'm pretty strong. Not that they're fat or anything. We're all in really good shape. Wait a sec. I look around the room. "Where'd Iggy go?" I wonder aloud.

"He left to go wait outside." Fang tells me.

"And I didn't notice? He's good." I wonder aloud again.

"That's what he wants you to think." I hear Fang mutter under his breath. I wonder what he means.

"So Fang." Max decides to finally say something. "Your name is Nicholas?" she asks with a smirk once she has his attention. I giggle a little. That name really doesn't fit him.

"That name is not to be used." He says with a voice devoid of emotion and his face expressionless. Woah. Struck a nerve there didn't we? "Let's just go." he mutters and walks to the elevator.

Ashley, Max, and I just follow him. When we walk outside the building, Iggy is waiting beside his car and Fang's is parked beside it. Maybe I can get shotgun today? As we walk to the car, this thought makes me even happier, but what I don't count on is Ashley's figure darting around Max and me to stand beside the passenger side door with a huge grin on her face despite the fact that she must feel a bit dizzy from moving so fast. (AN: that has got to be the biggest sentence I have ever written) Max and I both stop walking as we look at her in disbelief. Fang raises a curious brow as he looks at us in amusement. Max sees this and explains to him, "Looks like all three of us love your car." At this, Fang just smirks and nods as he walks the rest of the way to the drivers' side and gets in.

"This is so unfair." I comment to Max.

"Seriously." she replies as we walk the rest of the way to the waiting car and get into the backseat.

AN: Sorry about all the cliffhangers with the Fang and Iggy thing, but I don't think it's the right time to go into that. Also I honestly don't exactly know what the warning is myself… I'm working on it. I have a few ideas, but if anyone else has an idea to contribute to this. Feel free. I'm practically begging. But don't worry. I have enough to continue with right now. Ideas would be for later chapters. Anyway, here's this weekend's chapter. Even if I didn't get but a couple of reviews. All is good. I'll still write for those who actually like my story. Also, shout out to Fly On Maximum Taylor Ride you've reviewed the most for my chapters so far. THANKS! Comments, concerns, criticisms, questions all welcome everyone!