Spoilers: Red
Disclaimer: Dark Angel belongs to JC and CE.
Summary: Max is captured by the red series. They've changed they're plans.
M/L fic with Zack in it.
Title: Bad Ending
Prologue
Author note: This is set right when Max is fighting the red's in the
parking garage only this time she doesn't get away.
Max was losing the fight; she thought of her sarcasm answer she gave Johannessen a few minutes ago. Those three guys were too much to handle for only one "Manticore prototype" as they named her. Suddenly she felt a needle piercing through her body, she kicked the man in the face but it was too late. She tried to keep standing on her two legs as the dizziness kicked in, only seconds later they threw her in a van and disappeared.
Logan wheeled into the parking garage of the courthouse. He looked at the almost unnoticeable puddles of blood, something drew his attention. A needle. As quick as lightning he let the needle disappear into one of his many pockets. Logan went back onto the streets where he found Bling.
"Let's go home" Logan muttered not sure if this was the right thing to do.
"What about Max?" Bling frowned there was something about Logan that he didn't like.
"I said let's go home!"
Back into his penthouse he called Sebastian.
"Sebastian, its Logan. They have Max."
"Don't loose any time Logan, I wont lie to you my friend, you need to get her out of there before it's to late!" replied the computer voice.
"I know that, but how? You may have noticed that I'm sitting in a wheelchair?" Sebastian could sense Logan's black despair in his voice.
"You told me about Max's brother Zack, can't you reach him somehow?"
"Brilliant!" Logan Shouted. "I'll call you back when I have more information."
Logan sat behind his pc and only minutes after he was off the phone, one of his "Freedom bulletins" was on every TV, watched by many.
"Eyes only needs the help of Sam. Please contact me immediate, it's about your sister Maxine!"
The bulletin repeated itself a few times before Logan got a phone call.
"What's the problem?" Zack made it clear that he didn't like Logan, that he didn't want to make this phone call, and he certainly did not want Max to be in trouble.
"Max is captured by African soldiers, it's a long story you better to Seattle." Logan replied ignoring the irritating tone in Zack's voice.
"It'll take me at least two days."
"We don't have that time Zack! You have to be here now!" Logan pleaded
"There is no way that I can make it to Seattle by tomorrow." Zack simply said. Logan hung up on Zack and threw his cell phone against the wall. That alarmed Bling who was just about to leave.
"You can't do more then what you've already done, Logan."
"I cannot just wait until Zack turns up, she will already be dead by then."
"There is no other option Logan, accept it. I know Max she can take care of herself!" He gently said trying to calm Logan.
"Not when she is drugged!" He said looking at the needle on his desk.
Meanwhile Max just woke up, she hoped it was just a nasty bad dream. Only this time it wasn't. She couldn't move her arms, head or feet, surrounded by medical instruments she started to panic.
"Congratulations you're pregnant." Johannessen looked down at the girl, who looked so fragile in her grey hospital clothing. No one would even think that this beautiful young girl is actually a killing machine.
"Great can I go home now?" Max replied hiding her fear behind her sarcasm once again.
"You are home, forever..." ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------- Feedback will be welcome! Thnx to Tracer for beta-reading this fic!
Max was losing the fight; she thought of her sarcasm answer she gave Johannessen a few minutes ago. Those three guys were too much to handle for only one "Manticore prototype" as they named her. Suddenly she felt a needle piercing through her body, she kicked the man in the face but it was too late. She tried to keep standing on her two legs as the dizziness kicked in, only seconds later they threw her in a van and disappeared.
Logan wheeled into the parking garage of the courthouse. He looked at the almost unnoticeable puddles of blood, something drew his attention. A needle. As quick as lightning he let the needle disappear into one of his many pockets. Logan went back onto the streets where he found Bling.
"Let's go home" Logan muttered not sure if this was the right thing to do.
"What about Max?" Bling frowned there was something about Logan that he didn't like.
"I said let's go home!"
Back into his penthouse he called Sebastian.
"Sebastian, its Logan. They have Max."
"Don't loose any time Logan, I wont lie to you my friend, you need to get her out of there before it's to late!" replied the computer voice.
"I know that, but how? You may have noticed that I'm sitting in a wheelchair?" Sebastian could sense Logan's black despair in his voice.
"You told me about Max's brother Zack, can't you reach him somehow?"
"Brilliant!" Logan Shouted. "I'll call you back when I have more information."
Logan sat behind his pc and only minutes after he was off the phone, one of his "Freedom bulletins" was on every TV, watched by many.
"Eyes only needs the help of Sam. Please contact me immediate, it's about your sister Maxine!"
The bulletin repeated itself a few times before Logan got a phone call.
"What's the problem?" Zack made it clear that he didn't like Logan, that he didn't want to make this phone call, and he certainly did not want Max to be in trouble.
"Max is captured by African soldiers, it's a long story you better to Seattle." Logan replied ignoring the irritating tone in Zack's voice.
"It'll take me at least two days."
"We don't have that time Zack! You have to be here now!" Logan pleaded
"There is no way that I can make it to Seattle by tomorrow." Zack simply said. Logan hung up on Zack and threw his cell phone against the wall. That alarmed Bling who was just about to leave.
"You can't do more then what you've already done, Logan."
"I cannot just wait until Zack turns up, she will already be dead by then."
"There is no other option Logan, accept it. I know Max she can take care of herself!" He gently said trying to calm Logan.
"Not when she is drugged!" He said looking at the needle on his desk.
Meanwhile Max just woke up, she hoped it was just a nasty bad dream. Only this time it wasn't. She couldn't move her arms, head or feet, surrounded by medical instruments she started to panic.
"Congratulations you're pregnant." Johannessen looked down at the girl, who looked so fragile in her grey hospital clothing. No one would even think that this beautiful young girl is actually a killing machine.
"Great can I go home now?" Max replied hiding her fear behind her sarcasm once again.
"You are home, forever..." ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------- Feedback will be welcome! Thnx to Tracer for beta-reading this fic!