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We were sneaking silently through the halls of the school trying to draw as little attention as possible hoping we wouldn't blow our cover. Fang was cautious, knowing his way around and hiding us from all the hidden cameras that he knew were there. He was ushering me forward and urging me to stay quiet all the while, crossing rooms and hiding from the white coats. Suddenly, my eyes fell on a door that read Storage Room and me being well, me had the sudden urge to go in.

Fang saw my expression and gave me a warning glance, which meant to stay where I was and to not do anything stupid. He clearly did not know I did not take orders from anyone, so you may guess what happened next.

I sauntered as quietly as possible down the hall and over to the storage room, striding and keeping an eye on my surroundings. I heard a sudden cuss word behind me and an angry looking Fang followed me into the supply closet. Once we were inside Fang lost his temper.

"What part of stay quiet and follow me did you not understand?!" He half whispered, half yelled and his eyes flashed, furious.

I ignored his fuming expression and looked around the room. It was large, filled with boxes and junk piled to the top. There were scientist's old uniforms, old files and a lot of dust. Even though the room was full and crowded one of the top boxes caught my eyes, Perfect Experiment. These were clearly forgotten boxes but why was that one stored in here?

"Fang, help me up." I looked at him, my face set.

He was still mad I could tell but he knew better than to try to stop me once I'd set my mind into doing something. Thinking about Fang made the million questions I had in my mind about where he had been, why was he so beaten up and what took him so long, flood my mind but I shook them off and refocused on the task at hand.

Fang came over and I felt his strong arms as they took hold of my waist and pushed me up, which gave him a clear view of my butt. I blushed and he smirked, making me want to instantly kick him straight in the face. I took a deep breath, ignored him once again and grabbed the heavy box.

"Okay, put me down now." I told him and he gently laid me down. He came next to me, his eyes reassuring, and all anger forgotten. I opened the box and a bunch of papers, forgotten files and scientific books came into view.

I grabbed some and studied them. It was mostly scientific entries; the children's reaction to different types of mixed chemicals, the results of some experiments that turned out ugly, formulas to better the last experiment. It wasn't that what caught my eye though, what caught my attention was a file in the bottom right corner, Avian DNA, Experimentation Results.

Beside me Fang stiffened. He grabbed the file with steady hands and opened it. A bunch of papers with pictures of nasty results, failed attempts and different formulas of Avian – Human DNA combinations sprung out. I stared at all of it, growing sick with every passing paper.

Page by page Fang looked at every kid who had once been scientists' experiments; I was repulsed by everything they'd done to find the 'perfect' formula, I wanted to kill all of those murderers who didn't think a child's life was valuable. All of the kid's profiles and information had one thing in common…Deceased written in red at the bottom of the page.

All but one.

Fang's face showed up on the last page of the file, in the bottom of the page written in red was the word successful. Fang stood there quiet, holding the paper with more force than was needed. I kneeled and studied the rest of the contents inside the box. There were journal entries of Fang's life, daily pictures of the transformation, recorded observations of his state, how his wings grew out of his back and how his body acquired the ability to fly on its own. Pages and papers of him were all here, thrown away in this forgotten storage room.

Fang's hands shook, his face was a mask but there was an underlying anger in his expression that made me understand how he felt. He furiously threw the file he was holding inside the box, grabbed the whole thing and hurled it against a wall, making it crash in a loud bang.

He clenched and unclenched his hands several times to calm himself down and then looked at me, his expression hard.

"I can't imagine what you went through," I broke the silence as gently and comforting as I could. I sucked at trying to make people feel better and he knew that so he just nodded and stared at the box which was now lying on the floor, its contents spilled out.

"Ari and my mom," I chocked on the word mom, "Were talking about turning me into the 'perfect' human being, with heightened senses, speed and the ability to fly… did you know anything about this?" I asked him silently, not wanting to make it harder than it already was.

Fang watched my face carefully, scrutinizing my expressions. Even though his eyes didn't betray anything, his fingers twitched and he balled his hands into fists involuntarily. I waited.

He looked directly into my eyes and for the very first time he opened up to me.

"Ever since I was a boy, I've heard my supposed father talk about the perfect experiment." his voice was acid, and he said the word father as if it was venom in his mouth. "I told you that I grew up in this horrible place but that isn't the hardest part. What really hurts the most is knowing that it was my own father who gave me up to the school, who had made me suffer years of experimentation to find the 'cure' to imperfect humanity and who was willing to let his own son die for it." Bitterness edged his voice, his face full of resentment.

"After many failed attempts, they managed to combine human and bird DNA, like you saw in the files. Many of the experiments ended up dead or not completing the transformation, they all convulsed and died, they grew sick and died and some were killed from the painful transformation."

Fang shuddered a little; his eyes were lost in thought, remembering. His face was paler than usual and I got closer to him and unclenched his hands, giving him an understanding look.

"What do you mean by transformation?" I asked in a whisper, rubbing his hands, trying to ease him a bit.

"Max…" he stopped, measuring his words. "They don't want you because you're pretty, they want you because you were raised to be this perfect human, but not anyone can be the perfect human, they have to endure it. They planned this way before you were born; they made you tough, independent. All the while they were shaping your personality, everything. They need you to be tough because a human's body isn't made for flying. Your body will have to change and undergo this painful transformation. Your bones get lighter one by one and your wings grow slowly and painfully out of your back. It takes weeks, months to complete the transformation and the worst part is you feel every inch of it."

I've never seen Fang so pale. He was visibly sweating, remembering weeks of excruciating pain. His hands were permanently balled into fists, his lips dry. What he said scared me, but this side of him, his tortured expression scared me the most.

"I've never been out of the school before, but when I grew wings Jeb took me outside and taught me how to fly, saying that someday I'd be the one to teach the perfect child, when the time was right. Every day he kept saying how I was born for this, to fulfill this mission."

At this he smiled, a small bitter smile. "Life has a way of fucking me up. Out of all the people in the world Max, all this time you were my mission, the reason I was made half human – half bird, I'm supposed to teach you how to fly, to help you through your transformation, to help you endure all the pain and I…can't do it! Ever since that day on the cliff Max, I knew I'd do anything to save you. I fell for you and Max...I love you."

He… loved… me?

All the things he had said were making my head reel but I never in a million years did I imagine him saying he loved me! Was I capable of loving someone back? Did I love him? I was utterly shocked; my mind had lost all ability to think properly. This was so un- Fang it left me dumbfounded.

Fang was looking into my eyes, gauging my reaction. He must have seen something reassuring in them because in an instant, he had taken me in his arms and had kissed me, hard and fast. His lips brushing against mine and all too fast he pulled away.

"I will never hurt you or watch as someone else does." He said, determined, his voice unwavering.

This conversation had really taken a turn; my head was spinning, trying to process everything.

This boy who had been the reason I'd changed so much this past months was willing to save me, Max. In all my life I never thought anyone was capable of loving me and here Fang was, hugging me to him, reassuring me. I didn't deserve any of this.

"They will not stop until they have perfected the anecdote to heighten human senses and inhuman speed. We have to burn this whole place up and kill everyone in it." He stared at me, making sure I understood what he was saying.

Him saying he wanted to burn this place up was like music to my ears, I was ready. But there was one more thing I wanted to ask him though…

"Now that you are sharing things with me, what the hell happened to you?!" I signaled his torn attire and his worn out state.

He smiled slightly. "This," he signaled his clothing "Was Ari's doing… a whole pack against one isn't really a win situation. Oh and Jeb called, really pissed off, he told me I had one last opportunity to … what was it he said? Oh yes, redeem myself". He laughed at this. "He told me I had to convince you to be the leader of a 'new and improved' generation.

We were both in the floor now, sitting down. This was probably the most I've heard Fang speak in like ever, for the first time sharing his secrets with me. I didn't know how much time it had really passed, it seemed like hours and Fang knew it but continued anyway.

"I need to buy us time. I need you to pretend you are in the process of the transformation. This will give us time to come up with a plan. Try to act like you're in a lot of pain and your whole body aches all the time. I'll be there, Jeb would want me to. He'll think you are on their side."

Fang was so determined; I really thought this might work. I could only nod. I knew better than to hope but him being so open for the first time made me trust him with all I had.

We were ready and already two steps ahead.

Sorry for the shortness but I felt it necessary to cut it here. If you were expecting more action, keep reading because you won't be dissapointed. Please understand that this was really important because now we understand why Fang is the way he is. Reviewwww and I'll update sooner! lots of love .