Flight of the Fearless
by Harriet Maxine Mavrik
Email guiamore@aol.com
May 27,2019
the thoughts of X-7-599 AKA Max's clone in "...and Jesus Brought a Casserole"
What is my name? they gave me no name. I am X-7-599 to them. to me I am Gaia. where did I get the name? from the good doc's girl friend. over heard him composing a letter to her. "my dearest Gaia..." he said. anyhoo that's my name and how I got it.
We had a hard weak. Madam X had broke-up her boy friend(I don't know who in the right mind would go out with her in the first place), one of her agents had been murdered, an X-5 had died at her hands, and Donald lydecker had turned trader. So ms. X had taken it out on us by doing Freeze- the game we hated most. all you did was run around in a freezing cold room till a light went off and then you stood in one poison for hours.
When the alarm went off I nearly cheered. Freeze will do that to you. when it's over you are just craving action. All of us mad a mad rush to the door. We wanted to kill the intruding X-5's no matter whose Preceding Clone it was. So you can see our anger when the door was locked.
"How do we open the door?" wailed X-7-548 "Gaurds! Open the door!!! Come on!!!!". I stared at him like the norm wannabe he was. We knew all the guards were attacking the X-5's and nobody would have time to pick the outside lock. Why did the doors have locks? I filed the question for latter.
"We brake the five'n door down you stupid norm! And if you don't pull your bed over hear we'll uses your five'n head." 548 and a few of the outers pulled hid bead over and used it for a battering ram. I could hear 548 muttering that he was nothing like the X-5's or norms.
Boom! Boom! Boom! The hard bed pounded against the steal door. Two five's ran past and we pounded harrder. With one last swing we blew the door off its hinges. Finally!
Well we busted out and ran to the weapons locker. Most of us went for riffles I grabbed a hand gun and some spare clips. Time for some action!
On the outside of the compound gards were running wvery where. We ran in to the woods X-7-168, our CO, told us to split up. I walked along lising for foot steps and looking for the fiver's.
Suddenly foot steps from up a head! they slowed to a walk, slow and carefull. Clicking the safty off my gun i steped in to the clearing- and saw my self.
I don't know how I knew it was my clone.
by Harriet Maxine Mavrik
Email guiamore@aol.com
May 27,2019
the thoughts of X-7-599 AKA Max's clone in "...and Jesus Brought a Casserole"
What is my name? they gave me no name. I am X-7-599 to them. to me I am Gaia. where did I get the name? from the good doc's girl friend. over heard him composing a letter to her. "my dearest Gaia..." he said. anyhoo that's my name and how I got it.
We had a hard weak. Madam X had broke-up her boy friend(I don't know who in the right mind would go out with her in the first place), one of her agents had been murdered, an X-5 had died at her hands, and Donald lydecker had turned trader. So ms. X had taken it out on us by doing Freeze- the game we hated most. all you did was run around in a freezing cold room till a light went off and then you stood in one poison for hours.
When the alarm went off I nearly cheered. Freeze will do that to you. when it's over you are just craving action. All of us mad a mad rush to the door. We wanted to kill the intruding X-5's no matter whose Preceding Clone it was. So you can see our anger when the door was locked.
"How do we open the door?" wailed X-7-548 "Gaurds! Open the door!!! Come on!!!!". I stared at him like the norm wannabe he was. We knew all the guards were attacking the X-5's and nobody would have time to pick the outside lock. Why did the doors have locks? I filed the question for latter.
"We brake the five'n door down you stupid norm! And if you don't pull your bed over hear we'll uses your five'n head." 548 and a few of the outers pulled hid bead over and used it for a battering ram. I could hear 548 muttering that he was nothing like the X-5's or norms.
Boom! Boom! Boom! The hard bed pounded against the steal door. Two five's ran past and we pounded harrder. With one last swing we blew the door off its hinges. Finally!
Well we busted out and ran to the weapons locker. Most of us went for riffles I grabbed a hand gun and some spare clips. Time for some action!
On the outside of the compound gards were running wvery where. We ran in to the woods X-7-168, our CO, told us to split up. I walked along lising for foot steps and looking for the fiver's.
Suddenly foot steps from up a head! they slowed to a walk, slow and carefull. Clicking the safty off my gun i steped in to the clearing- and saw my self.
I don't know how I knew it was my clone.