Epilogue:

Max's POV:

I was sitting with Fang on a beach near Arizona. It had been a few days since we had left Mexico. My mom and my sister were ecstatic to see me, to know I was okay.

"So what did Mr. Chu do to make you leave, Max?" Fang asked. I sighed. I knew this question would come up sometime.

"He captured me when I was flying. You know when we first got to Ohio and I needed some air? The burns on my arms were from a net. He had the whole house under surveillance. Every room. There was a bomb in my room. He gave me a Bluetooth, and told me what to do, with it. If I didn't do what he said he would blow up the house, with you guys in it. He told me to leave. I asked if I could say goodbye, I knew I would never see you guys again. I wanted some last words." A tear dripped down my face. Fang wiped it away.

In a second we were in each other's arms, kissing. All the frustration, anger, and pain we had gone through was let out, and I realized that my life was such a ride. It had its ups and downs, and it would always be the ultimate and powerful Maximum Ride.