AN: Hope you guys like this new story. If anybody cares, I am indeed a short story author, though I'm not published or anything.

POV Max

Time: 2 Years after Itex was destroyed.

I sighed. 581 days since Fang left the flock. But hey, who's counting? I led the flock through the streets of New York City.

"Max," Nudge whined, "I'm bored." I rolled my eyes.

"Well, what do you want to do?" I asked her. Iggy pointed his right arm all the way out.

"There's some concert in Central Park," Iggy suggested. Nudge nodded.

"Yeah!" Nudge agreed.

"I want to go, too!" Gazzy added. Angel nodded with a smile and Total shrugged.

"Fine," I said, crossing the street. We headed over to central park, recognizing a couple trees we'd slept in a few years before. I sighed and walked up to the concert stage.

The giant banner said "Minefield Tragedy". Very interesting. Did they have missing limbs? A quick look at the people on stage told me no, they had all their limbs. Boring.

The lead singer and guitarist leaned into the mic and look around.

"This next song is dedicated to a girl who's probably already forgotten I exist. And she's probably taken by some awesome dude I can't compete with. This next song is dedicated to the girl I still can't forget. This song is dedicated to Max," the lead singer announced. My eyebrow shot up.

"He was talking about you Max!" Angel told me. I huffed.

"There's thousands of Max's," I argued. She shook her head and tapped on her head.

"He was talking about you," Angel stated seriously. I looked back up stage.

"What the…" I muttered.

"Angel?! Is it?" Nudge asked excitedly. Angel nodded. Iggy scratched his head.

"Huh," he said.

"What?" I asked, confused. Total shook his head.

"Don't you get it?" Total asked me. I looked at him.

"That's Fang," Total told me. I stared at the stage in shock.

"Where is your boy tonight?
I hope he is a gentleman.
Maybe he won't find out what I know:
You were the last good thing about this part of town.

When I wake up,
I'm willing to take my chances
On the hope you hate him more than you notice I wrote this for you.

You need him.
I could be him...
I could be an accident but I'm still trying.
That's more than I can say for him.

Where is your boy tonight?
I hope he is a gentleman.
Maybe he won't find out what I know:
You were the last good thing about this part of town.

Someday I'll appreciate in value,
get off my ass and call you...
But for the meantime I'll sport my brand new fashion
Of waking up with pants off at 4:00 in the afternoon.

You need him.
I could be him...
I could be an accident but I'm still trying.
That's more than I can say for him.

Where is your boy tonight?
I hope he is a gentleman.
Maybe he won't find out what I know:
You were the last good thing about this part of town.

Where is your boy tonight?
I hope he is a gentleman.
Maybe he won't find out what I know:
You were the last good thing about this part of town.

Where is your boy tonight?
I hope he is a gentleman.
Maybe he won't find out what I know:
You were the last good thing about this part of town."

I watched as Fang sang and played the guitar. I whipped the warm tears out of my eyes with the back of my hand.

"Let's go back to the hotel," I told the group. They nodded.

We headed back to the hotel and walked into our room.

"You okay, Max?" Gazzy asked. I plastered on a fake smile.

"Of course! I'll go get some ice," I offered, grabbing the ice bucket. I started to head out of the door when I stopped at the noise from outside. I pressed my ear against the door and listened.

"Where is she?" a voice demanded. It sounded vaguely familiar.

"I told you, I don't know," another voice replied. I recognized it as Fang. I pressed my ear even closer. I guessed if they were talking about me. Call it a hunch.

"Why are you looking for her anyway?" Fang asked.

"Like I'd tell you about Itex's plans," the other person scoffed. Itex? That can't be good.

"How do you even know she's here?" Fang pressed.

"Our cameras show her in the hotel. But we don't know which room she's staying in," the other person informed.

"A far away admiration?" Fang asked. The person scoffed.

"I've fought her," he informed.

"She won, didn't she?" Fang asked.

"Of course. That's why she's been chosen," the other person confirmed.

"Chosen for what?" Fang demanded. The other person laughed.

"Can't tell you. But hope she likes my improvements," he said. I could practically hear his smile.

"Improvements?" Fang questioned.

"Yes. Now she won't be able to defeat me so easily," the other person told Fang.

"I still bet she'll be able to defeat you," Fang challenged.

"Doubt it. Now stay away from her unless you want to be killed," the person warned.

"Fine. But if you hurt her, I swear you'll pay," Fang threatened.

"Leave," the person demanded. I heard Fang's footsteps leave. Whoever that guy is, I'd better stay hidden. Don't want to be caught by any Itex goon…

I slinked back to the bed.

"What was that all about?" Nudge asked loudly. I cupped a hand over her mouth and placed a finger up against my mouth.

"Itex people outside. Be quiet," I whispered. The flock nodded. I wondered what the hell Itex wanted with me. I scratched my head as I pondered this.

Just then, the door flew open, and I knew all too well who it was.

Omega, backed by some flyboys. Okay, this day officially SUCKED. I protectively stood in front of the flock.

"Hello Max," Omega greeted me.

"Hey there, Omega," I replied, waving my arm quickly in front of his face. He grabbed my wrist with one hand.

"Ah. These are the improvements," I said. He nodded and released my wrist.

"I also have some emotions now," he informed.

"Let me guess, the seven deadly sins?" I guessed.

"Only four of them," he answered.

"Only four?" I asked.

"They can't have me be lazy or fat, and what do I have to be envious of?" he replied. I nodded.

"You know this guy, Max?" Gazzy asked.

"We met him in Germany, while you and Fang were elsewhere," I answered, not turning around. Omega smirked.

Speaking of Fang, I spoke with him not too long ago," omega told me.

"Next time you see him, tell him Max sends her hatred," I said. He smiled evilly.

"Not on good terms?" he teased.

"I hate him," I replied.

"Well, down to business. You are coming with me," Omega demanded.

"How about NO," I scoffed. Omega snapped his fingers. The flyboys aimed their weapons at the flock.

"Come with me or they die," Omega threatened. I glanced at the flock. They were trying not to look frightened, but they really couldn't hide it. Even Iggy looked scared.

"Doesn't give me much of a chose, now does it?" I muttered. I sighed.

"Fine," I gave in. Omega smirked.

"Tranquilizers," he ordered. The flyboys shot the rest of the flock with tranquilizers. The flock fell over instantly. Omega took a tranquilizer and stuck it in my neck. I started to feel woozy.

Everything went black.