Hey guys. I wanted to get one last update in before school. Hurricane Irene knocked power out for 80% of my town, so school last week was cancelled.

Fang: Lucky you.

Me: I know.

Shout-out to: Sierra156

The new Itex headquarters were a huge skyscraper, easily 100 stories. I'm amazed that it was never noticed.

We had entered on the ground floor, completely and utterly exhausted. The Director was near the top of the building, but not quite the last floor. The elevator to his floor was dreadfully slow. Plus, we were in the smallest elevator they had, with two armed guards staring at us. It's times like these that I hate being claustrophobic.

When we finally got to the Director's floor, we found out that he had just gotten into an important meeting, and that we'd have to wait anywhere between one and three hours for him. Because nothing could ever be easy for us.

The Director finally arrived a little over 2 hours later, and he did not look pleased to see us. "What are you doing back so early?" he asked, with a hint of annoyance.

"It was all a trap, a setup. They ambushed us and they… they killed Fang," I spat out, my voice wavering at the end.

His face softened a little. "I'm sorry for your loss. But what are you doing back here?"

He didn't get it. "Don't you understand? There is no attack. It was all a fake to get us killed. Someone knew about it."

He shook his head. "That's impossible. You, the pilot, and I were the only ones that knew about it. And the pilot didn't know where the flight was to until the day before. Besides," he continued, "Las Angeles was attacked. It's burning right now." He pulled out a remote and pressed a button. A news report appeared on the monitor. There was a live feed of LA burning, smoke billowing from the skyline. Then a blurry picture of us popped onto the screen. Next to it, a picture of us flying around the Empire State building appeared. Not good, I thought grimly. The news lady went on to point out that we had been in the cities during both attacks and had the nerve to blame them on us.

The One Light was sitting in his office room – more like floor – watching the ambush on the Flock on a monitor. He was getting such valuable information. Everything was going perfectly. The Flock was getting worn out – they'd be done for soon. He permitted himself to smile. The helicopter came flying in. Exactly as according to plan. Then one of the Gen. 77 mutants picked up a gun, and severed the lines with the bullets. No! The One Light almost screamed. This was bad, very bad…

Then he saw Beth parachute out of the helicopter. What the hell does she think she's doing? He thought furiously. He saw her grow in the screen, and then a fist connecting with her face. She was on the ground, and pulled out a gun. No, no, NO! A shot rang out and the screen went blank. A second gunshot rang out, and everything was silent.

The One Light shook his head. He'd lost both his informant and his second in command in one day.

I added that last part for you guys. Trust me, you guys will be glad I killed off Fang before this story is over. I swear.

I'm going to bed now. I start school tomorrow, and I really don't want to be exhausted.