Alright people! So I kinda figured out that if you don't constantly post now your story won't stay on the first search page for very long... I also found that the Hunger Games took Maximum Ride's spot as the fifth highest fan base for books which made me kinda sad cause Max is so much better than what's her face. Oh well there is nothing I can do about it... except write more stories!

Thirteen

FPOV

I watched as Max ran down the hall after telling me what truly happened to her sister. She was right I wasn't ready for that answer. At all. For the first time in who knows how long I let my true emotion show as I went back into the classroom. I leaned against the closed door and slowly slid down its length. Truly I was devastated.

My pocket chimed and I pulled my phone out of the large black hoodie that looked like it could have come out of the Assassin's Creed three.

I had one new text and what it said literally blew my mind.

MPOV

I had run all the way home not caring if ran out of breath or if my legs hurt. To me at that moment in time it did not matter what was going on I just wanted to go home. No strings attached. The thing is home really wasn't home, so when I reached the door of the house I paused. Taking out my phone I texted Gazzy.

Hey buddy, I was wondering if you knew a place where I could hide from your sister for a bit. You have some sort of hideout?

The kid was eight, and rich, and really smart, and cooped up in the house all day. So I expected him to have some sort of place that he would hide with Angel to stay away from the nanny and Lissa.

Yeah Max come to my room and I can show you my cool fort

His reply had come after only a few moments and I smiled as I read it. Now I just had to get into the house without meeting Lissa or Victoria, or any of the maids. You know what? Challenge Accepted.

I went around to the side of the house and found an open window. The window led to a small room that I had never seen used so I was glad that someone forgot to lock the window. Climbing in I easily made my way across the room and into the hallway. Taking a few different way to get up to the twins room on the second floor I made sure that I made no extra noise. Finally I was about three feet from the door when I heard a noise behind me. I slowly turned to see Lissa's red hair. She was facing away from me and I quietly made my way into the kids room.

Closing the door I let out a breath that I had not known that I was holding in. Looking around the room I saw that neither of the kids were in here so I set my book bag down by the door and sat down in a bean bag chair that was placed in the corner.

The room could almost be a stereotypical magazine. The two beds were separated by a little night stand that was white along with most the other furniture. The bed spreads were pink on one bed and blue on the other. In one other corner there was a walk in closet and the opposite corner there was me in one of the two large bean bags chairs. There were also some windows with large curtains that spanned the whole wall.

I leaned back in the chair and closed my eyes tired from the whole encounter with Fang.

"So you got here without being caught." Gazzy's voice came out of thin air, causing me to jump straight out of my seat.

"Where did you come from?" I whisper screamed.

He simply motioned for me to follow him as he walked over to the wall left of the window. Pulling aside the curtain he reviled a small door that was there. He walked straight through and I ducked in. Inside was a later that Gazzy was already climbing up. Following him I could now hear the sound of machines working and music. I entered a room that must have been on the fourth floor that nobody really used. It was a bigger room that was literally filled with trinkets and wires and lots of pillows.

"Welcome to my fort!" Gazzy said happily his eyes sparkling.

"Holy crap, Gazzy. This is awesome!"

The twins lead me through many secret passages that led all throughout the house that their dad had built. It was all for them. He had died when the were only about five so this was how they stayed connected with him. They had finally left me alone in my room after showing me the elaborate system of cameras and microphones they had placed throughout the house. They had also showed me that they didn't bug my room because they liked me. This made me happy and I now knew that I had some friends in this hell hole. I also had a new way to get through the house with avoiding Lissa.

Falling asleep that night though was not that great. Lissa did not come to teach me a lesson but I did have a nightmare. A terrible one.

I was home in Vermont with Ella and Jeb. We were all happy playing one of our favorite family board games. The scene was torn apart by an odd haze that grew out from the centers of my family's faces. They were plunged into the dark and I found myself running. The thing I was running from was hard to distinguish, but I t was there. It was huge, and red like blood. Looking down at my hands I saw that they were covered in blood and there at my feet lay the mangled bodies of my family. All of them including mom.

I woke up to a cold sweat and the sound of my alarm.

Using the different passages I was shown yesterday I got out of the house safely and went to school. When there I went straight to my locker keeping my head down trying to not be noticed by anyone.

That didn't work.

"Max!" a distinguished voice called out from behind me. I kept on walking like nothing had happened, but he grabbed my arm and turned me around.

"Max, I need to talk to you." Fang said looking at me with his intent eyes.

So I've decided that i might as well write another Fic. but i would like your guy's opinion.
Its based around the great depression and the people that became homeless train hoppers just to survive. Of corse it will have Fax but I think it could run into WW2. I dunno... Anyway!

There is going to be Fax in like the next couple of chapters sooo... If you R&R it will come sooner!

Fly On,
FangAKat