I noticed last chapter that I made a typo regarding the title. One time I suggested Evermore, one time I suggested Nevermore. So, I meant to ask, do you guys like Evermore as the title?

And this will be the last update for 2 weeks. Sorry, Internet's going down.

Shout outs to: galeprimrue, iLuVtOwRiTe1998, and Sierra156.

Somehow Angel got us out of there without, well, anything. It was strange, and I mentally noted to ask her about it later. For now I was just too damn happy to care.

It was decided that we should stick with Fang for the night, which meant the woods. Kate offered to get everyone's stuff from their hotel room, which didn't have enough room for all of us.

I turned around. "Hey, Angel, what did the DG do to you while you were there?" I asked her. "It's important that we know."

Her eyes began to tear up and she looked down. "I'm not sure, Max. I don't think I can talk about it."

I nodded. "When your ready, then. Maybe in the morning." She gave a small nod in agreement.

When Kate returned, we went who would be on guard first. I offered to go first, and Angel offered to go second. I tried to tell her not to, to rest instead, but she was too stubborn. After her, the watch would be Fang, Kate, and finally Ratchet.

Have you ever woken up to being strangled by a seven year old? I have. Take my word for it – it sucks.

Sometime after my shift, I felt something grab onto my neck and stop my air supply. I could hold my breath for a long time, but I'd need air eventually.

I swung my head back, in attempt to knock back my attacker. I missed, but saw my attackers face. I was gazing straight into blue eyes, holding a hatred I didn't know was possible. Angel.

She had been grinning wickedly. "Die Max, die," she whispered in a quiet, eerie, singsong voice. I felt my lung begin to strain for air. Nothing was working. I was thrashing, but Angel's grip wouldn't loosen. I only had one idea left. I let my body go limp, feigning death. I set up the strongest mind blocks I could to fake dying. And it worked. Angel loosened her grip for half a second, and I made it count. The moment she did, I whipped out my wings and began thrashing, kicking, throwing punches anywhere I could. One way or another, I got out of her grasp. I whirled around and tackled her to the ground, screaming to everyone else to get up.

I was on top of Angel. Let me go. Why not? She wouldn't try it again, anyways.

I began to lift my hands when I realized what she was doing and quickly clamped my hands back on her. "MIND BLOCKS!" I screamed as a warning. If she got into even one of our minds…

I felt Angel pushing, trying to break into my mind. I can't let her, I told myself.

After a short fight, we had Angel pinned down. We carried her over to a small clearing we had found only a few minutes away. As far as we could tell, she hadn't broken any of our mind blocks – yet.

"Star, remember that sound you made in Paris, and how it got through to everyone? Do you think you could do that to Angel?" Maya asked. I had to admit it was genius. It was the only chance we had.

Star simply shrugged. "Sure." We held Angel in place as Star began.

It had been 3 hours since Star had started. "It's not working!" she called to us.

"5 more minutes. Please," I begged. Star didn't reply but continued. We needed this to work.

Not long into the 5 minutes, Angel stopped struggling and went limp. Her eyes closed, and slowly opened again. "Guys? What happened?" she asked weakly. And just like that, we had our Angel back.

So this was a mid-length chapter. Not great, but not that bad. I wanted to get up one last update before I lost my Internet.

Now, to galeprimrue: Sorry, but I doubt I'll write another 2,000 word chapter for a long time, because 1: I'd run out of ideas, 2: I usually find a good place to end the chapter before then, 3: Updates would come much less often, and I'd rather update more often when I can.

R&R?