Rating:
PG-13A/N:
This is my first fanfic. Actually, my second, but my first was just humorous fluff. About Sela Ward and her Golden Globe. But back to the Story…I am sorry this part is so short. I have already written a couple more parts. I think I am going to add the rest of the characters in later, gradually. This is exactly the kind of fanffic I never read, but this is the best I could do for now. May write another later.
BTW-Zach's POV. ** Zach's thoughts.
"Whatever It Takes" Part 1
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*I never meant it to turn out this way. I mean, it wasn't supposed to be this big-cause this much of a commotion. But even though it didn't go exactly as planned, it still worked. Like I told Max. It's my job to protect them. And I'll do whatever it takes.*
____2009-2 months after the breakout from Manticore____
*I gotta think of something. We aren't going to be able to run forever. We'll never last this long. This has gotta be really big.*
(Zach paces around an old abandon warehouse. He looks about 12, but still has the mentality of a 50 year old army general. He has on some ratty mismatched sweats he dug out of a dumpster in some small town in Idaho.)
*I got it. This has to work.*
I hide out in the warehouse for another couple hours, until it gets dark.
Then I slips out into the cold night and eventually find myself in front of a hardware store. It's been closed for about an hour-no signs of anyone anywhere. I ever-so-cleverly pick the lock on the back door of the store. It's less conspicuos. I slide in, and walk in a crouching position *just in case someone comes back* around the store and pick up the things I will need. I don't take too much though, just enough so that the owner won't notice. Then I slide them into my sweat shirt.
*This isn't going to be nearly enough. I'll have to raid another tomorrow night.*
