A/N this is an all human story. As in NO wings. Might be a bit OOC.

Here are the ages:

Max – 17

Fang & Iggy – twins 17

Nudge – 12

Angel & Gazzy – twins 11

These are the main characters. When I introduce other characters I'll give their ages.

Chapter 1: That Night

Max POV

Tears streamed down my face in a constant river, mixing with the rain pouring down. The world was a blur and I could barely see the procession through the misty veil that separated me from the real world. A sob rose in my throat but I forced it down, I would not cry again. But against my will my mind flashed back to that faithful night…

Flashback

Laughter rang through my ears as we stumbled out of the cinemas.

"That was such a great movie!" Angel managed to say between her giggles.

"It would have been better if Gazzy hadn't gotten us kicked out before we saw the end," I answered as we walked to the train station.

"It's not my fault!" Gazzy responded instantly. "You guys are the ones who pelted me with popcorn and made me drop my bag, which set off the stink bomb."

"Totally, so even though you are in fact the one who made and brought the stink bomb to the cinemas, it's still not your fault?" I asked.

"Of course not," He answered innocently and I sighed. It was no fun when the person you're arguing with, doesn't understand sarcasm.

"Guys!" Angel's voice broke through our discussion, "This is our stop."

We stood up and made our way off the train. It was empty except for one person but I guess that was expected this late at night.

I was lucky we were even able to go out to the movies. Mom had been nervous about letting us watch a late movie in the city but Angel, Gazzy and I had eventually changed her mind. She was probably out of her mind with worry anyways, she always was.

We walked out of the train station and boarded a bus. It would take us just down the street from our house. I could feel a headache coming on so I leaned my forehead against the cool window, and tuned out Angel and Gazzy's bickering. I could just make out the faint outlines of trees against the dark sky and I closed my eyes, rocked into a stupor by the bus. This would be a long ride home.

I was flying above the clouds as the moon shone down on me, illuminating the wings on my back. I looked back and there behind me were five other figures, flying in a V formation. I thought I could make out Angel and Gazzy's faces but Angel was carrying a dark shape. Suddenly the largest, darkest figure flew towards me. I couldn't make out his face but as he flew toward me I felt an overwhelming sense of l-

Sirens cut through my dream. A fire truck barrelled past the bus, lights flashing, followed by two police cars and an ambulance. I wondered whose poor house had caught on fire this time. Fires were common here and there had been two house fires in the last month. Calm down, I told myself. It's probably a house in the next street, but I couldn't get rid of the cold feeling in the pit of my stomach.

The bus stopped. I looked around, we were here.

"Angel, Gazzy," I gently whispered and shook them awake. It was no surprise they were tired. They were only eleven and staying up till 3 o'clock in the morning is no easy feat. I could feel my weary eyes struggle to open and it took a lot of will power to leave the warm interior of the bus for the cold air and the walk that was still to come.

The cold temporarily shook me and I hurried down the street, Angel and Gazzy each holding one of my hands, struggling to keep up. It was a long street and we were right at the end of it around the corner. I blinked. There were no street lights but the night was lighter than it should have been. A loud siren once again filled my ears and I turned around to see a police car heading straight towards us. It stopped at the curb and the door opened to reveal a young police officer.

"It's pretty late for a couple of kids to be wandering around," He said.

"We were just heading home. Our house is right down the street." I answered and stepped closer.

"What's you're address, I'm headin' that way myself and I can drop you there."

"15 Webber Crt," I said, his expression turned grim.

"Are your parents Dr Valencia Martinez and Mr John Martinez?" He asked, his voice a monotone.

"Y-yes" I answered, hating myself for stuttering but fearing there was a good reason for it.

"My name is Officer Tom. You better come with me."

I climbed into the car, pulling the twins along. They had not heard a word of the exchange between Tom and I. It was hard enough for them to keep their eyes open.

The ride was silent. As we rounded the corner to our house I let out a horrified cry. Instead of our small split level house was a pile of blackened wood and distorted plastic. Angel and Gazzy heard it and looked out too. Angel started to cry silently as we got out of the car. The air still reeked of smoke and I had trouble seeing. There were a couple of police cars off to the side but it seemed the fire truck and ambulance had left.

I could feel eyes on me and I looked up. Officer Tom was staring at me intently.

"What happened?" I asked him, my voice a grim whisper.

"It seems a spark ignited and a fire erupted. Your parents, were, I'm afraid unable to escape and perished in the fire." He said quietly.

My world seemed to blur and it was a second before I realised I was crying. It was an unfamiliar sensation. I was crying for the first time in five years.

End Flashback

It seemed funny that I hadn't cried in five years, but after that day it was hard not to cry every five minutes.

I felt a tug at my hand and looked down. Angel was staring at me with her blue eyes and I could see the words her mouth made even if I didn't hear them. It's over. She looked odd in black but so did Gazzy. They were used to bright and colourful outfits. I used to be the same. But now black matched my mood and I couldn't stand wearing anything else.

I walked over to the black car waiting for us and got in. Angel and Gazzy followed. We were silent but I could see the tears that had fallen in their eyes and that threatened to come again.

The car started. This was it. The end of our old life. The beginning of a new one. We were leaving this town and moving to Arizona to live with my dad. My real dad I mean. John was the twin's father. Val had divorced my dad and married John. Not that I minded. I hadn't very good memories of my dad. Jed or Jeb. I couldn't remember which. Not that it mattered. I knew the twins were hoping that he would be nice and caring. But all I hoped for was that he left me alone.

_this is a line break. His name is bob._

Fang POV

"...a dreadful fire that killed two people leaving three children, without parents. The cause of the fire is still unknown but police suspect this was another arson attack, bringing the total number of arsons to six in that area in the past year…"

The TV turned off suddenly and I looked up.

"You are not sitting around watching TV when there are hot babes to be scored." My twin brother Iggy said. He may have been my twin but we were nothing alike. Where I was dark he was light. And where I didn't talk, that was all he ever did. Mostly though, about babes, cars and bombs. Don't ask.

I shook my head and headed upstairs to my room. I wasn't in the mood right now. I opened my door and went into my room. It was completely black. Down to the carpets and the bedspread.I crashed on my bed and closed my eyes. I had been up all night writing songs for my band Black Night. Slowly sleep overcame me.

I was flying in a group. My black wings were stretched out before me and the moon shone down on us. I could make out the faces of Iggy and Nudge but the other three figures were a mystery. Suddenly the leader of the group turned around. It was a girl and she looked around my age. Unfortunately I couldn't make out her face, but a she flew towards me I felt and overwhelming sense of l-

A car backfiring woke me from my dream. My head still reeling, I got up and sat on my balcony. I was late afternoon. I had slept longer than I thought. As I watched the sun set I spied movement from the window across from me. The house next door was a mirror image of ours so I could see right into the room through the French doors. But nobody had entered that room my entire life.

Another movement in the window stopped my thoughts. A girl was sitting on a black egg chair opposite me. I could only see her blonde streaked hair until she turned slightly. My jaw literally dropped. She was gorgeous. I would have stared at her all day if she hadn't seen me. She smirked at my expression and got up and pulled black curtains over the windows.

I got up and fell on my bed. My eyelids closed and I fell asleep, a dopey smile still on my face.

A/N Well, what do you think? Please review and feel free to correct mistakes.

Do you think Jeb should be good to Max or evil? I'm not sure yet…

Anyways… Max and Fang will meet in the next chapter….

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