TITLE: Final Destination
A/N: hey I got a review telling me to uncheck the box that said not to get anonnymus reviews, so that was nice thanks for that. also I'll try and keep writing as much as I can but I some times just stare into space not doing anything for hours on end so it's amazing what little time I have left at the end of the day.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own most of the characters, but the ones that you haven't heard of before this story are mine. PS damn TV for getting rid of the good stuff and I'm in Australia so some times a series just stops in the middle of it and they don't tell you why. ENJOY
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It was good to get out of the new command and get some fresh air Alec thought as he made his way across the roof of the new command. Who was he kidding? There were two reasons that was a load of bull shit. One, because the idea of fresh air in terminal city was very laughable. Two, it wasn't fresh air he wanted, he just wanted to get away from the latex 'Eyes only' man himself.
Logan had seriously stuck himself right in the middle of somewhere he wasn't wanted and it wasn't going down too well with everyone, even Max was looking a little tired of the shit he kept pulling with Mole, and that in itself was a highly unlikely thing. Max being mad at Logan.
"Ha," Alec scoffed, with jokes like that he should become a comedian. He shock his head to himself and made his way over to the arm chair that he'd set up there after all the mess at Jam Pony had sort of settled down and the site of the flag stopped being something to take a long hard look at. It was placed near the edge of the building so as Alec sat down he put his legs up on the small knee height wall that surrounded the building's edges. 'Nice deep breathes' Alec thought as he sucked in deeply trying to get the smell of Logan away from his nose. It wasn't that he didn't like the guy, who wouldn't like a guy who permanently had a pole of sorts stuck up their rear.
When Sketchy and Original Cindy had been escorted back to their homes, it had been an unwelcome surprise for all the Transgenics to discover that Logan had decided his place was by Max's side. Even when Max argued against it, Logan had insisted on staying put. Alec hadn't put up a fuss, it wasn't his place to decide if he stayed or not. It would just open up a can of worms that would some how convince Max that it was all his fault. That inevitably would lead to violence.
Dix, Luke, Mole and Joshua had already started organizing resources for the incoming residents of Terminal City. So when Max had finally asked for a bit of help with things, they filled her in on their arrangements and she happily agreed. Only to get a mouthful from Logan about how she should be making the decisions about what was happening. That had led into the big argument, which was now still in progress underneath the roof on which he was now sitting.
Alec looked down at the knife that he was absent mindedly twisting through his fingers. The same knife that he had almost killed Max with. 'No, refused to kill max with,' he corrected himself immediately. That had been sort of the defining moment in his new existence outside Manticore. To plunge or not to plunge. it was the question he had asked himself at that very moment, the moment he saw her eyes. He'd changed right then and there, and in the following months he'd continued to change, and everyone except her and her little boyfriend had noticed and accepted him.
He smiled now as he remembered comforting her as she talked about her brother Ben. She'd trusted him then, enough to tell a secret that she hadn't told anyone else. Not even Logan. She'd treated him all that little bit nicer. Treating him like he wasn't a total fuck up.
Alec felt rage suddenly flow through his body. 'All the fucking time,' he thought, 'All she does is think I'm a fuck up and compare me to Logan, like he's some kind of god or something. Of coarse compared to him I'm a fucked up. What else could I be?' He felt the hairs at the back of his neck and again for the fiftieth time since first thinking it, he realized why. 'Because to her, I'm everything that's manticore. Everything that she's been running away from.' He thought in a haze as he sunk down further into the chair and put the knife into the inside pocket of his jacket.
He'd worked himself up into a frenzy now. He was mad at her again and she'd never know why. Alec got up from the seat and made his way back down into the command where everyone was still having their heated discussion.
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He'd walked in pretty quietly but it was still enough to turn the heads of anyone who was transgenic. Logan kept on talking but the others; they watched Alec as he walked silently up to Mole with a glaring look on his normally light features. Max stared as he silently whispered something into Moles ear. Mole nodded and Alec pushed himself from the bent position he was in and waved good bye to Joshua, Dix and Luke, only briefly glancing at Max the glaring look still on his face. He ignored Logan completely and the human hardly noticed, still content on listening to his own voice.
Max frowned at the glare she received from Alec; totally oblivious to why she was receiving it. She turned her attention back to what Logan was saying only to realize that he was for some reason dribbling on about wine and pasta. She stared down at the table, rolled her eyes, and was glad when Mole cleared his throat loudly.
"Anything you want to say?" Logan said looking up from the paper he was holding. Mole smiled and stood up while he continued to Munch happily on the cigar that had been in his mouth all day.
"Wellll." he said taking in a deep breath. "It's pretty late and I know that us transgenics have another long day ahead of us. And as much as I love hearing about how you're over your whole pasta and wine stage and you're ready to help with bringing us into the human's world. I think we'd best get off to bed." Mole scowled at the word human and in his anger bit of his cigar and it tumbled to the ground. 'Oh so that's why he was talking about pasta,' Max thought as she nodded in agreement to what Mole said.
"Excuse me. How dare you interrupt me while I was still talking? Unlike you I'm sure that the people here would like to hear what I've got to say." Logan stood up and waved his hand across the table at its occupants still glaring at Mole. He didn't notice as everyone looked at their hands as they twiddled their thumbs, trying to make it seem like they hadn't heard Logan instead of having to tell him that he was grossly mistaken.
Max stood up at seeing everyone's expression and within seconds of putting a glove on put her hand on Logan's shoulder and told him to sit.
"I think it is time we all got some sleep and reconvened in the morning when we're all feeling a bit better." She said and smiled as they all got up to go. She hated having to defuse the situations that Logan had started to make ever since his arrival. 'But he has a right to be here,' Max thought, thinking it as a way of convincing herself that it was true. Max made her way over to Mole who was packing up some of the papers with the figures that he'd printed out the previous day.
"Mole I was wondering. what was it that Alec said to you before he left?" she said laying the ungloved hand on his shoulder. Mole looked at her cautiously. Max raised her eyebrows curiously and expectantly, and Mole looked at the hand on his shoulder and then looked back at her. As she removed her hand he smirked as much as he could with a new cigar lit and in his mouth.
"Oh just something about humans smelling and how he wanted to go some where that didn't smell like inferiority." Max frowned and pouted and Mole sighed at her look. "I'm sure it was nothing personally directed at anyone," he said coughing slightly. He waved goodbye and began walking off to catch up with Dix and Luke and Joshua.
Max looked up at the clock that now hung on the wall and gritted her teeth when she saw that it read 2:30am. 'Fuck' she mouthed and started for the entrance. Logan caught her arm when she was just outside the door and she swore again forgetting that he was there.
She looked up at the cloudless sky as he talked to her about protocol and how he wanted to stay at her apartment for just another night. She went to her bedroom not actually tired but just wanting to be ridded of Logan for a few hours. She didn't know why he was bothering her so much, maybe it was just because they were spending a lot of time together and she wasn't used to it yet. But as she finally drifted off to sleep she had no idea why the last thing she saw in her head was Alec's glaring face. And she had no idea why that face on him made her worried and afraid.
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A/N-please review and I'll write another chapter (you'd be surprised how soon you'll get another chapter if you want me to write one)
A/N: hey I got a review telling me to uncheck the box that said not to get anonnymus reviews, so that was nice thanks for that. also I'll try and keep writing as much as I can but I some times just stare into space not doing anything for hours on end so it's amazing what little time I have left at the end of the day.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own most of the characters, but the ones that you haven't heard of before this story are mine. PS damn TV for getting rid of the good stuff and I'm in Australia so some times a series just stops in the middle of it and they don't tell you why. ENJOY
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It was good to get out of the new command and get some fresh air Alec thought as he made his way across the roof of the new command. Who was he kidding? There were two reasons that was a load of bull shit. One, because the idea of fresh air in terminal city was very laughable. Two, it wasn't fresh air he wanted, he just wanted to get away from the latex 'Eyes only' man himself.
Logan had seriously stuck himself right in the middle of somewhere he wasn't wanted and it wasn't going down too well with everyone, even Max was looking a little tired of the shit he kept pulling with Mole, and that in itself was a highly unlikely thing. Max being mad at Logan.
"Ha," Alec scoffed, with jokes like that he should become a comedian. He shock his head to himself and made his way over to the arm chair that he'd set up there after all the mess at Jam Pony had sort of settled down and the site of the flag stopped being something to take a long hard look at. It was placed near the edge of the building so as Alec sat down he put his legs up on the small knee height wall that surrounded the building's edges. 'Nice deep breathes' Alec thought as he sucked in deeply trying to get the smell of Logan away from his nose. It wasn't that he didn't like the guy, who wouldn't like a guy who permanently had a pole of sorts stuck up their rear.
When Sketchy and Original Cindy had been escorted back to their homes, it had been an unwelcome surprise for all the Transgenics to discover that Logan had decided his place was by Max's side. Even when Max argued against it, Logan had insisted on staying put. Alec hadn't put up a fuss, it wasn't his place to decide if he stayed or not. It would just open up a can of worms that would some how convince Max that it was all his fault. That inevitably would lead to violence.
Dix, Luke, Mole and Joshua had already started organizing resources for the incoming residents of Terminal City. So when Max had finally asked for a bit of help with things, they filled her in on their arrangements and she happily agreed. Only to get a mouthful from Logan about how she should be making the decisions about what was happening. That had led into the big argument, which was now still in progress underneath the roof on which he was now sitting.
Alec looked down at the knife that he was absent mindedly twisting through his fingers. The same knife that he had almost killed Max with. 'No, refused to kill max with,' he corrected himself immediately. That had been sort of the defining moment in his new existence outside Manticore. To plunge or not to plunge. it was the question he had asked himself at that very moment, the moment he saw her eyes. He'd changed right then and there, and in the following months he'd continued to change, and everyone except her and her little boyfriend had noticed and accepted him.
He smiled now as he remembered comforting her as she talked about her brother Ben. She'd trusted him then, enough to tell a secret that she hadn't told anyone else. Not even Logan. She'd treated him all that little bit nicer. Treating him like he wasn't a total fuck up.
Alec felt rage suddenly flow through his body. 'All the fucking time,' he thought, 'All she does is think I'm a fuck up and compare me to Logan, like he's some kind of god or something. Of coarse compared to him I'm a fucked up. What else could I be?' He felt the hairs at the back of his neck and again for the fiftieth time since first thinking it, he realized why. 'Because to her, I'm everything that's manticore. Everything that she's been running away from.' He thought in a haze as he sunk down further into the chair and put the knife into the inside pocket of his jacket.
He'd worked himself up into a frenzy now. He was mad at her again and she'd never know why. Alec got up from the seat and made his way back down into the command where everyone was still having their heated discussion.
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He'd walked in pretty quietly but it was still enough to turn the heads of anyone who was transgenic. Logan kept on talking but the others; they watched Alec as he walked silently up to Mole with a glaring look on his normally light features. Max stared as he silently whispered something into Moles ear. Mole nodded and Alec pushed himself from the bent position he was in and waved good bye to Joshua, Dix and Luke, only briefly glancing at Max the glaring look still on his face. He ignored Logan completely and the human hardly noticed, still content on listening to his own voice.
Max frowned at the glare she received from Alec; totally oblivious to why she was receiving it. She turned her attention back to what Logan was saying only to realize that he was for some reason dribbling on about wine and pasta. She stared down at the table, rolled her eyes, and was glad when Mole cleared his throat loudly.
"Anything you want to say?" Logan said looking up from the paper he was holding. Mole smiled and stood up while he continued to Munch happily on the cigar that had been in his mouth all day.
"Wellll." he said taking in a deep breath. "It's pretty late and I know that us transgenics have another long day ahead of us. And as much as I love hearing about how you're over your whole pasta and wine stage and you're ready to help with bringing us into the human's world. I think we'd best get off to bed." Mole scowled at the word human and in his anger bit of his cigar and it tumbled to the ground. 'Oh so that's why he was talking about pasta,' Max thought as she nodded in agreement to what Mole said.
"Excuse me. How dare you interrupt me while I was still talking? Unlike you I'm sure that the people here would like to hear what I've got to say." Logan stood up and waved his hand across the table at its occupants still glaring at Mole. He didn't notice as everyone looked at their hands as they twiddled their thumbs, trying to make it seem like they hadn't heard Logan instead of having to tell him that he was grossly mistaken.
Max stood up at seeing everyone's expression and within seconds of putting a glove on put her hand on Logan's shoulder and told him to sit.
"I think it is time we all got some sleep and reconvened in the morning when we're all feeling a bit better." She said and smiled as they all got up to go. She hated having to defuse the situations that Logan had started to make ever since his arrival. 'But he has a right to be here,' Max thought, thinking it as a way of convincing herself that it was true. Max made her way over to Mole who was packing up some of the papers with the figures that he'd printed out the previous day.
"Mole I was wondering. what was it that Alec said to you before he left?" she said laying the ungloved hand on his shoulder. Mole looked at her cautiously. Max raised her eyebrows curiously and expectantly, and Mole looked at the hand on his shoulder and then looked back at her. As she removed her hand he smirked as much as he could with a new cigar lit and in his mouth.
"Oh just something about humans smelling and how he wanted to go some where that didn't smell like inferiority." Max frowned and pouted and Mole sighed at her look. "I'm sure it was nothing personally directed at anyone," he said coughing slightly. He waved goodbye and began walking off to catch up with Dix and Luke and Joshua.
Max looked up at the clock that now hung on the wall and gritted her teeth when she saw that it read 2:30am. 'Fuck' she mouthed and started for the entrance. Logan caught her arm when she was just outside the door and she swore again forgetting that he was there.
She looked up at the cloudless sky as he talked to her about protocol and how he wanted to stay at her apartment for just another night. She went to her bedroom not actually tired but just wanting to be ridded of Logan for a few hours. She didn't know why he was bothering her so much, maybe it was just because they were spending a lot of time together and she wasn't used to it yet. But as she finally drifted off to sleep she had no idea why the last thing she saw in her head was Alec's glaring face. And she had no idea why that face on him made her worried and afraid.
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A/N-please review and I'll write another chapter (you'd be surprised how soon you'll get another chapter if you want me to write one)