Alouette

21 (Dylan third)

How does this work. Dylan didn't know. He'd only ever transformed himself with someone else once before. He started to worry. Would it wear off like it did before?

"Are you okay Falcon?" He took a few seconds to realize Max was talking to him, he, obviously, wasn't used to being called Falcon. If he wanted this plan to go off with out a hitch he would have to get used to it.

"Yeah." It was a miracle Max had woken up, so everyone was still in shock, Dylan had to act the same as everyone else.

When they were done talking Dylan left for Falcon's room. All this was a little overwhelming, roaming in enemy territory and all. Being the enemy.

Dylan had never seen a room so empty. A bed, a chair and a desk with a few things on it. A pen, a pencil, a few sheets of paper, and a mirror. What a luxurious life, he thought. If Max would have just agreed to be with him life would be so much better everyone, except Fang, of course.

Dylan studied his new form carefully. Examining every inch, from the shaggy black hair on top, to the worn out sneakers on bottom. The thing that most interested him was the wings, he had his own but somehow these seemed better, stronger. That's what happens when you mix Max and Fang's genetics. If she had reproduced with Dylan they would be much, much stronger, because they were meant to be together.

He studies harder for a few minutes.

A knock on the door startles him.

"Who is it?"

"It's me dummy, your sister. Now let me in." This girl was very demanding, it surprised Dylan, he was used to giving the orders. Although it seemed to suit Max's daughter, if anybody.

He opened the door to reveal a girl who resembled Max in a lot a ways, most ways actually. Blonde hair, same features. Quite remarkable.

"What do you want?"

"Snappy much, just thought I'd stop by and see how you're holding up." Dylan could tell she was withholding information.

"Uh huh." He challenged.

"Ugh, fine, you caught me, do you think Dylan will get out?"

He knew that Falcon was far too weak to get out of the cell they put him in, he himself could barely make it out.

"No-uh- I don't think so."

"Yeah, ok. If you really don't think so, I'll leave you alone then, bye."

"Bye."