Alouette

6 (Max pov)

"Falcon stay with your sister." Fang said protectively standing in front of all three of us keeping us out of the erasers' reach.

"Okay." Falcon replied with tears running down his face. Poor boy he looks scared to death.

Time to really fight.

Luckily for us there is only three of them. I may be 32 years old but I know for a fact I can still fight, how else would I have been able to kill the final Dylan 3.0.

Fang easily takes out the first eraser that comes at him, as do I, but when the their comes at both of us we struggle a little. Only until out of no where some one knocks him out from behind.

It was Alouette. I might be crying. I'm so proud of her. Her first eraser knock out.

Wow, fighting takes a lot of me these days, I'm gasping for my breath. I wonder if it's just me or does Fang feel like this too.

"Uhm, Fang, Falcon," I stop to to take in a sharp breath. "Do you mind leaving me and Alouette for a little while?"

Fang gets Falcon up and starts walking towards the door but before he walks through the door way he turns back to me and mouths to me: Good luck. If she's anything like me god knows I'll need it.

*******
Hours later and look who's always right. ME!

We are still fighting, to be honest I'm not completely sure about what anymore. Teenagers are insane. Was I like this?

"Listen Allie, what went on hours ago is the whole reason I was gone for all those years, so you wouldn't get hurt."

"Yes mom, but you could've taught me to fight! You taught Angel when she was younger than me!" She is practically screaming at me.

"Did you take into consideration your brother who was just born when 'I could've taught you to fight'"

"W-well ugh that's not fair." She stammers. I win finally.

"Nothing is fair, sweetie, now come here." I gesture for her to hug me so that all this will be over and we can start planning her party for tommorow but she just jumps out the window.