A/N: This chapter is a bit short, but the chapters will get longer as the story goes on.

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Max POV

I am a vampire now. Blunt, aren't I? Well, in this case blunt is good.

I was changed by Carlisle Cullen, my adoptive father, when I was hit by lightning as I was flying around in the town of Forks, Washington, near where my Flock and I were staying. I remained with the Cullens for a few weeks after the incident to acclimate to my vampiric needs. I still have my wings, but I can hide them completely, unlike before. I have some self-control when I am around my Flock, because of the part bird thing, but I still find it hard to restrain myself from killing them. Although I find the thought terrible, there's nothing I can do about these natural cravings. I feed much more often than most vampires so that I am able to restrain myself around my Flock.

The Cullens are my family now, but the Flock is as well. The Cullens understood that I needed time to say goodbye to my Flock, and when I left them I assured them that I would be back but that it could be 2 months or few years before I saw them again. The Cullens and I text and e-mail each other every day; we really miss each other.

I'm back with the Flock, but only for the time being. I still love them all, I just feel that have become and threat to them. I need them to find out about this on their own, not just because I find it difficult to break this sad news to them. I know that once they can discover my secret, they are finally ready to take care of themselves. One day, maybe they could visit the Cullens and me.

"Max, I need to talk to you," Fang said. His blood smelled tempting, but his bird-like smell makes it easier for me to keep my self-restraint. I wonder if he's finally figured it out.

"It's about time you figured it out. Let's go," I said, assuming that my prediction was correct. We went to a neighboring cave.

"Max, I've noticed some things," He began. "Your skin is cold, you never eat, you leave for random amounts of time every week and come back in tattered clothes, and I have a feeling that The School didn't change your appearance, like you told us." He said reluctantly, revealing his hope that I would refute his claims.

"Oh thank God, it's about freaking time," I said relived. "So, are you going to run from the big bad vampire, or do you want to have an actual talk about this?" Fang looked at me with surprise.

"Let's talk," He replied stoically.

"There are two things I need you to hear before we begin. Firstly, I do not eat people. I only eat animals. You could say I'm like the vampire equivalent of a vegetarian," I said jokingly. "Secondly, if you want to meet my new family you can," I said. I knew the Flock would always wonder about my life and my companions if I didn't introduce them to my new life, but Fang looked dubious and uncomfortable.

"Now that we've gotten that out of the way, we've got some things to talk about involving me and the Flock, and the Cullens." I said.

"Who are the Cullens?" He asked.

A/N: I'm going through this story and trying to correct some of the grammar mistakes!

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