A/N Hello everyone. I would like to thank Outlaw Waterfall1729, and ZombieBeast for following this story and adding it their favorites list. I made Cherry very ooc in this atory but I hope you like her anyways. I am thinking about adding some Chex to this story but what do you all think. Chex is the pairing of Max and Cherry. I also used a different writing style then last chapter and I would like to know which one you guys/girls like better. I changed the prologue so that Cherry was never told Phoebe's last name. I hope you like the chapter!

Disclaimer I do not own the Thundermans.

Cherry had decide that she didn't like Max at all. He was rude. He was cruel. And he was arrogant. He treated her like she was a lesser being. As she walked next to him she would try to be nice but he'd always insult her. "Hey Max." He only grunted in response. "Do you have any siblings?" He immediately tensed up. "Not that it's any of your business, but yes I do." Cherry inwardly cheered. She had finally found something that they had in common. "How many?" Cherry asked, intrigued. Max seemed to think for a moment before answering. "Two. There both younger. How about you?" Cherry smirked. She couldn't wait to see the stuck up jerk's reaction to this. "I have twelve siblings. seven older and five younger. Plus my Best friend Phoebe lives with us." To Cherry's surprise he didn't even raise an eyebrow at her response, all he said was, "good for you."

They walked around town for a couple more minutes the only times that one of them spoke was when Cherry pointed out buildings and landmarks. "Well that's every thing. So if you don't mind I'm going home, and if you do mind I really don't care!" Cherry said in an annoyed voice. She had spent her whole day showing him around and she didn't even get a thank you. "Why would I care what you do. You could get hit by a bus for all I care." Cherry crossed her arms and pouted before walking away.

With Phoebe.

Phoebe sat on her bed, inside the room she and Cherry had shared for the past four years. She was bouncing a rubber ball of the wall and catching it. Without Cherry around Phoebe was completely bored out of her mind.

Phoebe had just got out of her last class when she got a text from Cherry saying she had to show a new kid around town. She had sneaking suspicion who the new kid was but she sincerely hoped she was wrong. If Cherry was with Max who knew what he would do, at lest she had never told Cherry her original last name.

Cherry, Phoebe let out sigh at the thought of her friend. Cherry used to be a cheerful girl. Sure she was a bit dim at times but what she lacked in intellect she made up for in kindness. But Cherry had changed since that fateful day four years ago. After learning what people could do she started to build walls, she had also spent more time on school work. Now four years later Cherry was the tough girl at school. Phoebe felt terrible for what happened to Cherry it wasn't just Phoebe moving in four years ago there was also what happened a year after she had moved in. Phoebe shuddered at memory.

the door to the room opened and Cherry stepped in. "Sorry I couldn't walk home with you Pheebs. I had to spend all day with this arrogant basted named Max." Phoebe tensed. So it was Max that Cherry had been with. "He thinks he's all that. Sure he's a little cute but that doesn't make him better than me!" Phoebe stared at her friend in shock. Cherry never called any boy cute, she found most boy's irritating and after what happened three years ago Phoebe couldn't blame her. "You think he's cute?" Phoebe asked carefully, raising her eyebrow. Cherry scowled. "That's not important! Can we just not talk about that jerk." Phoebe nodded, she didn't want to talk about her brother at all.

"So what do want to do?" Cherry asked, sitting down next to her best friend. "We need to do our homework." Cherry groaned. "Do we have to?" Phoebe looked at Cherry incredulously. "Of course we have to! Do you want to get into more trouble?" Cherry shook her head.

With Max.

Max walked alone down an empty street in the bad part of town. Hidinville didn't have much of a bad side but even the nicest places have a bit of a bad side. Most of the houses around him were boarded up, but there were a few that were still inhabited. Max until he reached a house at the end of the road. The house was old and battered and as he got closer he could smell mold. He wrinkled his nose in disgust. He hated this place he would never have come here if he didn't have to.

Once he reached the house he opened a secret box behind the door bell. Inside the box was a small red button. Max rolled his eyes at the color choice. It always has to be red doesn't it. He pushed the button and the part of the floor he was standing on opened up and dropped him into a tube. The tube was like a slide and took him deep under ground and shot him out onto a mattress.

The room that Max landed in had concert walls and floor it was huge at lest the size of three baseball stadiums. There were people everywhere and there were makeshift houses erected all over the place. It was the Hidinville underground branch of the league.

"Max you're back!" Max turned around just as his sister Nora hugged him. He smiled, but then realized someone was missing. "Where is Billy?" He felt a another pair of arms wrap around him. "I'm right here!" Max looked behind him and saw Billy hugging him tightly. He inwardly sighed. They were both safe, for now.

The two kids let go of Max and walked back to their makeshift home. It was a simple home constructed of cardboard, old clothes, and duct tape. It wasn't much but it was their new home. He sat down on his bed which was really just a pile of rags. He had been sent to this accursed place on a mission. He was not told much about his mission the only thing they did say was that he was to retrieve a weapon. When Max had asked what weapon they were talking about his only reply was "we will tell you when the time is right." Max hated being left in the dark but there was nothing he could do about it.

The other things that wouldn't leave his mind were the two girls he had met that day. That blond chick who had been so annoying, but at the same time she made him smile not that he showed it. Then there was that other girl the one he met in his first class. She had looked so much like Phoebe, but it couldn't be Phoebe, could it? Max shook his head. His parents had told him that his twin sister died the night the league had taken his family.

"It can't be her it just can't be," he said to himself.

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To Outlaw Waterfall1729 thanks for being the first to review this story! I'm really happy that you like it enough to take the time to review, it really means a lot to me.