Date: 11/6/2001
Title: Death Through Both Eyes
Author: The Peanut Butter General
Genres: Vignette
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Radar Love
Summary: Max has to save Asha, but things get crazy. 2 views, one through Max's eyes, one through Logan's. **My apologies, I was having a bad day and needed to get out the frustration. And what better way to do it, than with a kick-butt gal riding the reins.
DISCLAIMER: All characters who appear in this story belong to their respective creators, including Cameron/Eglee Productions and 20th Century Studios. No money is being made from the use of these characters.
MAX
The man had held a gun to the back of my head and asked simply "How lucky do you really feel today?" I had no response and even if I did, I wasn't lowering myself to his level to respond. I shouldn't have even been involved. These damn S1W people were ruining my life in more ways than one. I was just at home minding my own business when Logan had called in a panic because little miss Asha had gone to get something for him and hadn't come home yet. Did I really sound like I cared? So, I put on my best team player act and replied with a sharp "So?" It was like a slap in the face when Logan told me he wanted me to go get here. Hadn't I saved her ass before, why did I have to do it again? I don't think she'd do the same for me. But sucker that I am, I took the address where Asha was supposed to be going and I set out. And yea, when I arrived, things were pretty dire. I could see Asha; her pretty little face swollen and blue, sitting in a corner tied to a chair. And of course, some bad guys everywhere. But I just wasn't in the mood for this crap today. I climbed to the roof and nonchalantly dropped in. The so-called bad guys had more than just Asha captive, funny how Logan failed to mention that. But I did my best; in fact, I did my job. I knocked half of the men out cold and injured most of the others. So now, it was just me, the guy with the gun and the guy I was holding a gun too. Damn it, I've always hated guns. Then the smart ass comment "I wouldn't shoot him little missy, all you S1W think you're so tough, but you won't ever forget the face of the first person you kill." This dumb SOB was just too smug for me. So, out of moodiness and maybe misery, I shot the guy in the head and gave a swift roundhouse kick to the guy holding me at gunpoint. "I don't have time for this." I yelled as loud as possible. "I can't believe how stupid some people are." As I spoke, I untied one of the S1W and told him to take care of the others. Then I walked back to the man. "What was it you said to me "I'll always remember the first person I killed?" I do. I remember him quite well." I walked around the guy as I spoke and made sure he wasn't going anywhere. "I was seven. That's right I said seven. I don't know the guy's name or age. We were never introduced. But he was at least two feet taller than me and big." I walked around the guy some more. The S1W were all staring at me as well. "Get out here." I yelled to the S1W, and then had to punch down my "prisoner" as he tried to go too. "Just all of you, leave us alone. I think that we need to have a killer to killer conference." I looked at the fear in the man's eyes and felt a surge of power. Like little rats running from water, the S1W helped Asha to her feet and left. Just me and the man now. "Like I said. I was seven. And I felt such a rush when I killed that man. Is killing you going to feel that good?" The man began to get teary eyed and batted the little drops away as they fell. "What's the matter." I said. "It's doesn't bother you to kill other people, but you're afraid to die. Don't you know that with each new target, you're life becomes at risk." The man just stared at me, his eyes wide. "Cat got your tongue?" I said, then laughed. Actually, the cat had the whole man. He didn't get the joke. We sat there, eye to eye for about an hour. Each second ticked a moment from this man's life. I heard the door open and turned ever so slightly, never letting my "prisoner" out of sight. It was Logan. "Max." He had said. "What are you doing?" I just cocked my head sideways. "Saving your friend Asha, didn't she come home?" He looked passed me at the man in my possession. I didn't even blink. I pulled the trigger and the guy slumped to the floor. Well it was more like a squish actually. Logan's eyes went as wide as the man's once had. "What?" I spat. "Forget that I was a killing machine?" I stood upright and walked passed him and out the door. The street seemed so quiet as I jumped on my bike and went home.
* * *
LOGAN
I had called Max because Asha was in trouble. She and some other S1W had been captured while collecting information for me. Max seemed a little put off by the whole thing but she agreed to go. So, I just sat and waited. Then Asha calls in a tizzy because Max killed some people and was holding one captive. That didn't sound like Max, but I took the bait. I pulled the leg braces on and went down to the warehouse. Sure enough, there was Max sitting on a desk holding a gun to somebody's head. I couldn't believe it. "Max." I said. "What are you doing?" She looked at me like I was crazy. "Saving your friend Asha, didn't she come home?" She said. I nodded and looked to the guy. Without so much as a warning, she pulled the trigger. I watched the guy die. I couldn't speak; I just stared at her. "What?" She snapped at me. "Forget that I was a killing machine?" I tried to speak, but she just sauntered out of the warehouse and left. I haven't heard from her since.
Title: Death Through Both Eyes
Author: The Peanut Butter General
Genres: Vignette
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Radar Love
Summary: Max has to save Asha, but things get crazy. 2 views, one through Max's eyes, one through Logan's. **My apologies, I was having a bad day and needed to get out the frustration. And what better way to do it, than with a kick-butt gal riding the reins.
DISCLAIMER: All characters who appear in this story belong to their respective creators, including Cameron/Eglee Productions and 20th Century Studios. No money is being made from the use of these characters.
MAX
The man had held a gun to the back of my head and asked simply "How lucky do you really feel today?" I had no response and even if I did, I wasn't lowering myself to his level to respond. I shouldn't have even been involved. These damn S1W people were ruining my life in more ways than one. I was just at home minding my own business when Logan had called in a panic because little miss Asha had gone to get something for him and hadn't come home yet. Did I really sound like I cared? So, I put on my best team player act and replied with a sharp "So?" It was like a slap in the face when Logan told me he wanted me to go get here. Hadn't I saved her ass before, why did I have to do it again? I don't think she'd do the same for me. But sucker that I am, I took the address where Asha was supposed to be going and I set out. And yea, when I arrived, things were pretty dire. I could see Asha; her pretty little face swollen and blue, sitting in a corner tied to a chair. And of course, some bad guys everywhere. But I just wasn't in the mood for this crap today. I climbed to the roof and nonchalantly dropped in. The so-called bad guys had more than just Asha captive, funny how Logan failed to mention that. But I did my best; in fact, I did my job. I knocked half of the men out cold and injured most of the others. So now, it was just me, the guy with the gun and the guy I was holding a gun too. Damn it, I've always hated guns. Then the smart ass comment "I wouldn't shoot him little missy, all you S1W think you're so tough, but you won't ever forget the face of the first person you kill." This dumb SOB was just too smug for me. So, out of moodiness and maybe misery, I shot the guy in the head and gave a swift roundhouse kick to the guy holding me at gunpoint. "I don't have time for this." I yelled as loud as possible. "I can't believe how stupid some people are." As I spoke, I untied one of the S1W and told him to take care of the others. Then I walked back to the man. "What was it you said to me "I'll always remember the first person I killed?" I do. I remember him quite well." I walked around the guy as I spoke and made sure he wasn't going anywhere. "I was seven. That's right I said seven. I don't know the guy's name or age. We were never introduced. But he was at least two feet taller than me and big." I walked around the guy some more. The S1W were all staring at me as well. "Get out here." I yelled to the S1W, and then had to punch down my "prisoner" as he tried to go too. "Just all of you, leave us alone. I think that we need to have a killer to killer conference." I looked at the fear in the man's eyes and felt a surge of power. Like little rats running from water, the S1W helped Asha to her feet and left. Just me and the man now. "Like I said. I was seven. And I felt such a rush when I killed that man. Is killing you going to feel that good?" The man began to get teary eyed and batted the little drops away as they fell. "What's the matter." I said. "It's doesn't bother you to kill other people, but you're afraid to die. Don't you know that with each new target, you're life becomes at risk." The man just stared at me, his eyes wide. "Cat got your tongue?" I said, then laughed. Actually, the cat had the whole man. He didn't get the joke. We sat there, eye to eye for about an hour. Each second ticked a moment from this man's life. I heard the door open and turned ever so slightly, never letting my "prisoner" out of sight. It was Logan. "Max." He had said. "What are you doing?" I just cocked my head sideways. "Saving your friend Asha, didn't she come home?" He looked passed me at the man in my possession. I didn't even blink. I pulled the trigger and the guy slumped to the floor. Well it was more like a squish actually. Logan's eyes went as wide as the man's once had. "What?" I spat. "Forget that I was a killing machine?" I stood upright and walked passed him and out the door. The street seemed so quiet as I jumped on my bike and went home.
* * *
LOGAN
I had called Max because Asha was in trouble. She and some other S1W had been captured while collecting information for me. Max seemed a little put off by the whole thing but she agreed to go. So, I just sat and waited. Then Asha calls in a tizzy because Max killed some people and was holding one captive. That didn't sound like Max, but I took the bait. I pulled the leg braces on and went down to the warehouse. Sure enough, there was Max sitting on a desk holding a gun to somebody's head. I couldn't believe it. "Max." I said. "What are you doing?" She looked at me like I was crazy. "Saving your friend Asha, didn't she come home?" She said. I nodded and looked to the guy. Without so much as a warning, she pulled the trigger. I watched the guy die. I couldn't speak; I just stared at her. "What?" She snapped at me. "Forget that I was a killing machine?" I tried to speak, but she just sauntered out of the warehouse and left. I haven't heard from her since.
