AN: Ladies and Gentlemen. Fanfic readers of all ages. I have one question...

Are you ready for your favorite fanfic to have a (let's face it, sequels suck) okay sequel!?

Then...YOU'RE IN LUCK!!!

Ladies and Gentlemen I, T-Bones158, (aka the author formally known as Tsparks158), give you FAITH: Archangel in Disguise.

Disclaimer: You know what's mine and what's not.

I was walking down the street from the park, where I was spending the last day of summer vacation. School starts tomorrow. Joy. I had already gotten my school supplies and tomorrows attire ready. My Daddy's old Disturbed T-shirt with dark Capri's and black converse. Yeah. Stylin'.

Some of you may not recognize me. My name is Faith Esperanza Ride. I am an Archangel-Avian Experiment. This means I have wings.

Yeah, I got wings grafted onto my back. They're about 12 feet in length and they're as black as the night sky. What are you gonna do about it?

I also have my Mom's attitude, but I look like my Daddy.

I should probably bring you up-to-date on whom they are, shouldn't I?

My mom is the no-nonsense-taking-sarcastic-best-mom-in-the-world, Maximum Ride. She's about my height and she has long blondish-brown hair, it's natural. That's not the weirdest thing. Yeah, it gets weirder in my family. Deal with it. She's an Avian-American. The first to be exact.

My daddy is the, to quote People Magazine, "The hottest recording musician since Chris Cornell. (AN: I yahoo'd that question...someone thought it so...yeah...)" Yeah, Mom wasn't too happy about that publication...and that was this year alone. Anyway, I'm getting off track; my dad is Fang Charles Ride. Lead singer/guitarist of In Disguise. Oh yeah, he's an Archangel-Avian Experiment, too.

I was walking along thinking about a certain boy. I then began to think of said boy's voice. Then I felt really embarrassed when I actually heard said boy's voice behind me.

"Faith! Come on wait up!" He called from behind me. I turned to face my best friend/secret crush. Phoenix had really grown up over 13 years. He was about 5' 11" and his body was already toned, most likely due to Bones' and Dad's Training exercises. His hair was long like "Uncie" Zack's used to be, but with the maroon red accented blonde hair instead of a solid blonde like Auntie Zoë.

"Well if you're gonna be slow about it, Phe-O," I said using his childhood nickname, "We have to hurry or we'll miss Dad's show. It's not everyday he performs at the Bar."

"Well, not like they used to," Phoenix said catching up. I nodded. We resumed our casual walk back to the Bar.

"And with both our mom's being pregnant, we're in for possibly even less performances," I said sighing a little. Phoenix patted my shoulder.

"I'm as disappointed as you are, Faith," Phoenix said, "But on the bright side we'll be able to see them for longer amounts of time!"

I smiled, "Thanks Phoenix. You always know how to cheer me up."

Phoenix smiled back, "It's my pleasure, Faith."

My heart stopped for a split second. His smile was really breath-taking. My heart sped up and I turned my attention back ahead of me, and I didn't like what I saw. There was an ambulance in front of the Bar.

"Phoenix! LOOK!" I said pointing at the Emergency vehicle parked in front of Bones' Bar & Grill. Phoenix turned his attention back ahead of us and we started sprinting to the Bar. I was silently praying that everyone was safe. Phoenix and I ran as fast as we could.

Near the ambulance, I could see Mom being held by Daddy and Uncie Zack was holding Aunt Zoë. Both Mom and Aunt Zoë were crying. Mom was most likely crying due to hormones. Daddy was talking to a police officer. Another police officer was putting the town drunk into the police cruiser.

Bradley.

Bradley had become the town nuisance ever since I was a little girl. He'd once been a star athlete if I remembered correctly. But his downfall was his own fault. He considered himself the ultimate sex magnet. Pig. My mom was one of the first girls he could never woo. And there's where his problems began.

"Dad," Phoenix said slowing down next to Uncie Zack, "What happened?"

Uncie Zack looked like he was going to respond but Uncie Frankie's voice from behind him.

"Everyone, back up!" Frankie said, pushing through the crowd. My other "uncles" Tech and Chet were helping him with crowd control. Two paramedics pulling and pushing a gurney came up behind them. I gasped and tears rushed to my eyes when I saw who was on the gurney.

"Bones..." I managed in a meek whisper.

He looked terrible. Not only was he in his 50s with a somewhat normal heart (Bones is an Advanced Canine Experiment), but he had a huge gash near his ribs and blood was rushing out of the wound. The paramedics rushed him into the ambulance and started to drive away. My tears started to spill over as thousands of possibilities rushed into my head. I buried my face in my hands and I felt someone pull me into their embrace.

Phoenix.

I could tell because I could hear his quiet sobs along with mine.

The closest thing to our grandfather was in an ambulance with a fairly large gash going over his ribs.

The last day of summer just took a turn for the worst.

Phoenix POV (AN: You've all been waiting for it. Don't deny it.)

I felt my eyes burn with anger and sorrow as I watched the ambulance pull away, carrying my "grandfather" to the emergency room.

Today was supposed to be happy.

I got Eminem's newest CD.

Faith and I haven't fought over the radio in over three months. A real accomplishment if I do say so myself.

Morgan and E were supposed to be coming back from visiting Nana (AN: Dr. Martinez) and practicing their arts as veterinarians.

And most importantly, I was supposed to stay positive towards the next school semester and the fact that I would have a younger sister or brother to play with and show Rap and Hip-hop to.

I hugged Faith tighter as we both cried for Bones. I knew that Dad was doing the same for Momma and Uncle Fang was doing the same for Aunt Max. I could guess what happened. Brad came into the bar for a drink. He had a bit too much. And when Bones tried to "escort" him out, Brad pulled a knife out on him. On a 50 year old man!

I could set him ablaze and not feel bad about it. I could do it for three reasons.

1. He's a nuisance.

2. He's attacked Bones and severely injured him.

And most importantly,

3. He made Faith and I cry.

Geez. If this is how the summer is ending, I can't wait to see how the school year is going to go.

...Note my sarcasm.

I escorted Faith back into the bar behind Uncle Fang and Dad; both of them were taking Aunt Max and Momma back in. My "uncles" (Tech, Chet, and Frankie) were handling the crowd behind us. I sat Faith down into our booth. It actually was labeled "Flock Booth" and was restricted to the Flock only. Uncle Fang went over to the phone and dialed up a number. Aunt Max and Momma were sitting down across from Faith and I drying their tears. Dad was dialing something on his Blackberry.

"Yeah, Iggy?" Uncle Fang said into his phone, "I know it's your anniversary getaway but there's been an incident. Just turn on your local news in around an hour, and then call Nudge and Gazzy. I'll call Angel. Yeah, it's important; otherwise I wouldn't be telling you! *sigh* Sorry, Ig. How's Ella enjoying your gift?"

"Hello, Ross?" Dad said into his cell, "Yeah, cancel everything. You heard me. Even the Town Hall concert! Sorry, Ross. Listen, Bones was just stabbed-Yeah stabbed. You don't have to do that, Ross. Are you sure? That's why you're the best there is, Ross. See you in a bit."

I turned back to Faith, Momma, and Aunt Max and said, "So...Aunt Max, are you okay?"

She smiled at me.

"Thank you, Phoenix. Yes I'm okay. It's the damned hormones," she said blowing off the fact she was crying. I smiled back.

"Anytime, Aunt Max. You two know the due dates yet? How about the sex? Do you know that yet?" I asked excitedly. What? It's not everyday I become an older brother...Oh god. Ew, ew, ew, ew, I did not need that mental image!

Momma giggled, "Sorry Phoenix. We won't know until next week. That's when our doctor's are scheduled to meet with us."

"Bummer," I said leaning back into my seat. Faith giggled and poked me in the side. I flinched and squirmed from the ticklish spot.

"Don't," I warned her. She giggled again.

"Or else what? You gonna set me on fire, hothead?" Faith teased.

"Are you, Miss I-know-it-was-my-fault-but-I-blame-you, calling moi a hothead?" I countered. Faith fumed, while Aunt Max and Momma laughed. Faith rolled her eyes and got up to go get a drink. I smiled and looked back at Momma and Aunt Max, who were consumed in a conversation with baby names.

"Discussing my brother's/sister's name?" I asked. Both of them smirked and looked at me.

"Nope," Momma said, "We're talking about yours and Faith's child's name."

I blushed bright red.

"Mom!" I groaned out. She knew I hated talking about ...that dream. Momma and Aunt Max laughed at my expense. I slammed my head onto the table, causing Aunt Max and Momma to laugh harder.

School doesn't seem so bad now that I think about it.

AN: THERE IT IS! Chapter One! Done! Chapter two is going to be in progress Right after I post this chapter. Smiles people, smiles.

Never Give Up

T-Bones158