Title: Are You Aware?
Author: Jenn
Email: jenner_56@yahoo.com
Rating: PG-13/ POSSIBLY R or NC-17 in later chapters. not sure...
Summary: Max bumps into Alec at crash. Alec is still at Manticore, and Max mistakenly becomes his mission. Theirs more to it, but ya gotta read to find out!
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Happy?
A/N: My first fic. Be nice. Review, Please? :)
Dedication: To my gym teacher Mrs. Ames. Your mean, cruel, mean, mean, and summore cruel. Thanks for making my life a living hell. Go ahead and tell me to run 20 laps cause I said the word hell. HELL HELL HELL. Muahahha. Gosh...I really pray she doesnt read fics..haha
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Max walked into crash. It was loud tonight. Very loud. The music was taking over, people were drunk, perverted and crazy. It was jam packed and she was exhausted. She didn't even know why she thought of coming here now. When she felt like this.
Not even 8 hours ago she broke things off-totally-with Logan. It was hard. But it was for the best. She'd be fooling herself if she had said it would have worked for them. It would never work.
Max looked like hell. But even when she looked her worst all the men were still staring. Max sighed. Was there even a guy out there that was half- sane? Not boring, self-centered, lieng men. Could she at least find a guy that was loyal, funny, knock-over good looking, and most importantly didn't have a virus that would kill them if you touched them?
Max was mad at herself. Why was she thinking of this? The whole point to go to Crash was to forget her worries. She looked around and spotted OC and Sketchy at a table. They spotted her as well and waved her over.
"Hey guys." Max smiled sadly. "Hey!" Sketchy greeted, already drunk.
"Hey boo. You aiight?" Original asked worriedly. "Im good." Max said pulling herself up a chair and sitting down. "Just Logan business. Nothing new."
Original Cindy's mouth formed an 'o'. "So what happened boo? Feel like tellin' OC?"
"Its nothing. I just ending things with him. For sure now." Max added remembering his attitude when she had told him. He didnt help her situation at all. "Ahh I see. Well do you know what can help all situations like this one?" OC asked.
"I give."
"Beer!" Sketchy half-yelled excitedly holding up his glass of empty beer. OC and Max smiled. "Exactly." OC said.
"Alright I'm gonna make a head for the bathroom and then I get us some beer alright? I really gotta go." Max said getting up and heading for the bathroom. OC smiled. She knew she was lying.
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Max walked into the bathroom and luckily their was no one in there. She broke down crying. She lay on the floor and let the tears fall. She wasnt one for crying, but she had so much inside her she had to do something. She wished she could just meet a normal guy, someone who caught her attention the first time she saw them. Someone that made her knees give into her. Someone caring, sweet, funny, and someone she could touch.
She sobbed for 5 minutes. Got up, washed her face to make sure it wasnt obvious what she had done. Walked out like she wasnt worried and ordered a pitcher of beer.
She walked back to the table. OC eyed her curiously. "Here ya goes." Max said filling hers, OC's and Sketchys glass full of beer. Max downed it. "You sure you aiight boo?"
"Im just peachy." Max said smiling. Original Cindy knew she was lying. But she didnt want to push it.
*
10pm.
They were on their 10th pitcher. OC was drunk. Sketchy was totally drunk. And Max, she was still exactly the same as she was when she walked in. "Boo." OC said. "I umm. Oh. What was I gonna say?"
"I give up!" Sketchy yelled burping in the process. Original was thinking deeply. Or trying to. "Aw yeah. I think we have had enough beer."
"No way. Im not even half-drunk yet." Max pointed out filling her glass again and downing it. "Thats not fair though!" OC pouted. She slumped over. "Im going to puke." OC said.
"Me too." Sketchy said. Sketchy looked like a plum. He was actually turning purple. Max's eyes went wide. Then without warning, Sketchy belched louder than anything Max had ever heard. It was gross.
That got everyones attention. "Oops."Sketchy said. Everyone turned back around.
OC ran to the bathroom. She really was going to puke. "Looks like she didnt have to burp." Max said looking at Sketchy. "What? I couldnt help it!"
"Im gonna get another beer. Its almost empty." Max said taking the pitcher to refill it again.
"Refill it please." Max said handing the guy the glass. "Wow, you dont even seem drunk yet!" the man exclaimed refilling the beer. Max looked at him cautiously. "Well, I have a small bladder. I pee it out every 10 minutes."
The man looked at her strangly. He bought it. He handed her the beer and she smiled walking off. Not watching she ran into a man and spilled her beer on him. "Oh. My. God. I am so sorry." Max said staring at the big puddle of beer on his shirt.
"I am really, really sorry."
The man laughed. "Its okay. Really." Max looked up at him for the first time. He was, damn, fine. Max's knees gave into her and she fell to the floor, totally embarassed. "Whoa there, you okay?" he asked helping her up.
"Uhh yeah I'm okay. My knees have never done that on me before." Max said blushing.
The man laughed. "I see. Im Phil. You are?"
"Max." She said smiling at him. He smiled back, "I like that."
"Thanks?" Max said. Their was something off about this guy. He was, different. Okay so he was stunningly handsome, but their was something else she couldnt put her finger on it. And his eyes, they were so familiar.
"I've never seen you here before?"
He looked down at her. She was really beautiful. Prefect in fact. "You could say im not from around here."
"Oh I see."
"Look I know this may sound awkward but I was wondering if I could buy you a drink." Phil said. "Even though I have a pitcher of beer on me already, theirs no such thing as too much beer."
Max smiled. She liked this man. Phil. He didnt look like a Phil. And she didnt know why she thought that. "I have a better idea. Why dont we just go somewhere else. Its way packed in here." Max said looking around.
"Point taken. Lets get outta here."
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"So tell me a little about yourself?" Max aked Phil while walking. Neither had any idea where they were going. They just walked.
"Uhh, not much to say about me. I work on computers. I am a part-time teacher. I know it sounds funny from me, I dont look like a teacher, but I am serious." Phil said looking at Max. They were holding hands now. Neither had any idea how it got that way.
"Thats nice. Any family?"
"Not really. I have a twin brother. But I think he died." Phil said looking at Max. "I sort of have a father. I guess you could call him that. He was one for dicipline. He always wanted me to be a soldier. Actually I could say I had a big family. But we weren't really related. You know what I mean?" He was starting to think he was saying too much.
"Yeah. I know exactly what you mean. I was exactly the same." Max said thinking back.
Max looked up at him. She was staring at him, trying to figure him out. He was different than the guys she knew. It puzzled her. Phil saw her staring and looked down at her. She immediatly turned away. Embarassed that he caught her staring.
Phil smiled. He wasnt supposed to be here. His mission was to get files on a specific person, then report back asap. Not be here, talking to this beautiful girl he knew nothing about, and sharing so much with her.
Just then it started raining. Pouring more like it. They both looked up. Max yelled. "I hate the rain!"
"Really? I love it." Phil said smiling. "Lets go to my place. Its nice and dry there. And Im pretty sure its not far away." Max said grabbing his arm and running to shelter. *Am I nuts?* She thought. *I know hardly nothing about this guy and I just met him an hour ago.* Too late now.
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"Ahh here we go. Nice and dry." Max said opening the door to her apartment. "This place is nice." Phil said looking around.
Max laughed. "Are you for real? Theirs stuff everywhere. I didnt get a chance to clean lately."
"Well then it looks cleaner than my apartment." Phil said still amazed at how clean her place was, and how messy his was. Phil looked to the right. "Holy shit! You got a tv!" Phil said jumping on the couch and flipping through her channels.
Max watched Phil. He sure was different. Yeah she liked television, but he looked like he died and went to heaven. *Oh god, what if hes one of those guys that lay on the couch all day and just watch tv, eat up the food, drink beer and have fun while doing it.* Max thought. He better not be like that.
"Hey you got anything to drink?" Phil asked over his shoulder, not taking his eyes off the tv. "Yeah." Max muttered. *How great.*
"Thanks." He said when Max handed him the beer. "So what do you wanna do?" Max asked hoping he would get off the couch or at least look at her. "Shh. Here comes my favorite part."
"What where I turn off the tv?" Max asked. She grabbed the remote from him and switched the tv off. "Hey! Why did you do that for?"
"Because. Its my tv." Max said grinning. "Give me the remote." He demanded.
"No." Max said matter of factly. "Give me the remote." He demanded again. "Umm....no."
"Give me that remote now."
"What ya gonna do about it, Phil." Max asked. He was getting angry. Was she for real? Was she toying with him? He was about to punch her when a pillow got flung at his head and he fell to the ground. So did Max, laughing.
He got up and was now pissed. What was she thinking? That hurt. But what was she doing, laughing? What for?
"Phil lighten up geez. Its called fun you know." He thought about that, fun. Well, he never failed a mission. Might as well try.
Max never saw it coming. One minute she was wondering what his deal was, then, a huge pillow plows her in the face and she gets knocked back down. Oh no he didnt.
Max got up and she took a fighting stance. He did as well. She lunged forward flying herself at him and knocking him to the ground with her. Now she was on top of him smiling down. He looked up. This was fun.
"So you give up?" Max asked. "Never." Phil answered.
Then he flipped her so now he was on top. "Give up?" he asked. "Never." she whispered. They were so close now. Not sure what to do. Inches apart from eachother. Then Max noticed something on his neck.
"What is that?" Max asked. Gosh, just ruined the moment. Phil erased his thoughts. "Whats what?"
"That thing on your neck." Max said. Phil shot up. "Nothing." he said a little shaky.
"No that isn't nothing. Thats a barcode isnt it?" She asked. Great. Now she found out and he'd have to kill her. Sure he liked her, nothing serious. He hoped. "Fine you got me. It is. Happy?" He hissed reaching for the knife in his boot.
"I knew you were different. I knew it all along. "
Max lifted her hair and turned around to reveal her barcode. "I am a transgenic too." Phil was stunned. He wasnt expecting that. He should have though. She had all the traits of a transgenic. But he hadn't thought of it. He let go of his boot. Maybe he didnt have to kill her. "Whats your designation?" He asked.
"X5-452." She said. Okay cool so she was an X5. That designation seemed familiar though. "You?"
Should he tell her? Can he trust her? He shouldn't be here. "X5-494." He said making up his mind. Max's mouth dropped. Did he say...
"You have a twin?" Max asked not believing him. "Did." he said. Max winced. So he was dead.
"You knew him?" He asked. "Yeah. You can say that. We were brothers." Max said. Now his mouth dropped. "So were brother and sister? Eww." He said backing away from her.
"No you dont understand. I meant we were like brother and sisters. The people I was with practically became my family." Max said. "So why aren't you back at Manticore?" He asked suspiciously.
"I escaped. With my so-called brothers and sisters."
He took in what she said. Now he was angry. "Your one of the escapees from '09?"
"You know?" Max asked. "Well hell yes I know. Everybody knows. Do you know how hard we had it after you escaped? No. Because you weren't there. Especially the twins. Me. We got it bad." He said remembering everything.
He didnt want to go back there. But he had to. He didnt have a choice. Everywhere he went guards were watching him. They still didnt trust him.
"Sorry." Max whispered. "Yeah you better be sorry. All you did was think about yourselves, not us." Phil said getting angry. "What? Is that a problem? Thats all everyone else did at Manticore. We couldnt trust anyone. They didnt believe us when we told them. Its not like we knew it was going to turn out that way." Max said getting defensive. No one is going to tell her she made a mistake leaving. She made the right choice.
Phil was getting angry with her. She was a bitch! "Is that your real name anyways? Phil?" Max asked.
"No. Its my assigned name. I dont have a real one." He said.
"What is your mission?" Max asked. "Thats classified." He answered. "Fine. But it better not be me." Max said. Their were people out there still looking for her. Could be her.
"Dont worry. It has nothing to do with you for once." He said. "Fine. Whatever. But you should really get a real name."
"Oh and I should just let you tell me what to do. Got your such a-"
"Bitch? Thanks, dick." Max said smiling sweetly.
He glared. She glared back. He was such a....she was such a...
"Maybe I should name you dick." She said. "Now Max. Just because you want to name me after your favorite play toy doesn't mean Im going to play along with you." He said grinning.
Max got it. "Alec." she said matter-of-factly. "Huh?"
"Your name will be Alec. As in smart-alec." Alec....He kind of liked that. Not that he'd tell her. he shrugged.
"Whatever. Dick. Prick. Alec. Phil. Handsome...whatever you wanna call me." He said winking at her. Max rolled her eyes. How did this happed. One minute she was falling for him. Now she wasnt.
They were both glaring at each other.
"You know you should better go work on your mission instead of wasting my time." Max said getting up and opening the door. "Attitude problem ey Max? PMS or something?" Alec asked raising his eyebrows.
Max kicked him in the ass and he flew out the door. "Okay okay. I know you like that ass but no touchy!" Alec said moving his finger back and forth.
"Just leave. Your scaring me."
"Okay fine then. Be that way." He said leaving. After he left Max felt a little disappointed. As did Alec.
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He wasnt supposed to be here. Stealing files. Yep, thats good ol' Manticore for you. His mission was to get information on a specific person. He was trying to remember who that was.
He had decided to come in through the skylight. Kill the alarms. Then quietly break into the main office, open the file cabinet, look through some files, try to remember who's it was he was supposed to steal. Get out and go back to Manticore.
He had no idea why he would go back. Possibly because his life was on the line now and he wasnt one to hand it out. Unless it was absolutely necessary.
Something had gone wrong. He killed the alarms, cameras, everything. But he had gotten caught. Not really a big deal, he could fight off the guards, but a whole swat team? No way. So he had to get out, fast. He grabbed a bunch of files praying one of them was the ones he needed.
He was out now. Didnt even break a sweat. He walked down an alley looking through the files until he found the one. Yep he found it. Threw the others in the trash can and read the file. Mr. Eyes Only.
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A/N: So? Review tell me what yall think. Please! Again, my first fic. Be nice and review! Ya know you wanna! Push that button and submit a review. If you got some ideas to throw at me, by all means go ahead. If you just wanna say you've read it, go ahead. You wanna tell me it sucks, go ahead. You wanna tell me its the best, then, really go ahead!!
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Author: Jenn
Email: jenner_56@yahoo.com
Rating: PG-13/ POSSIBLY R or NC-17 in later chapters. not sure...
Summary: Max bumps into Alec at crash. Alec is still at Manticore, and Max mistakenly becomes his mission. Theirs more to it, but ya gotta read to find out!
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Happy?
A/N: My first fic. Be nice. Review, Please? :)
Dedication: To my gym teacher Mrs. Ames. Your mean, cruel, mean, mean, and summore cruel. Thanks for making my life a living hell. Go ahead and tell me to run 20 laps cause I said the word hell. HELL HELL HELL. Muahahha. Gosh...I really pray she doesnt read fics..haha
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Max walked into crash. It was loud tonight. Very loud. The music was taking over, people were drunk, perverted and crazy. It was jam packed and she was exhausted. She didn't even know why she thought of coming here now. When she felt like this.
Not even 8 hours ago she broke things off-totally-with Logan. It was hard. But it was for the best. She'd be fooling herself if she had said it would have worked for them. It would never work.
Max looked like hell. But even when she looked her worst all the men were still staring. Max sighed. Was there even a guy out there that was half- sane? Not boring, self-centered, lieng men. Could she at least find a guy that was loyal, funny, knock-over good looking, and most importantly didn't have a virus that would kill them if you touched them?
Max was mad at herself. Why was she thinking of this? The whole point to go to Crash was to forget her worries. She looked around and spotted OC and Sketchy at a table. They spotted her as well and waved her over.
"Hey guys." Max smiled sadly. "Hey!" Sketchy greeted, already drunk.
"Hey boo. You aiight?" Original asked worriedly. "Im good." Max said pulling herself up a chair and sitting down. "Just Logan business. Nothing new."
Original Cindy's mouth formed an 'o'. "So what happened boo? Feel like tellin' OC?"
"Its nothing. I just ending things with him. For sure now." Max added remembering his attitude when she had told him. He didnt help her situation at all. "Ahh I see. Well do you know what can help all situations like this one?" OC asked.
"I give."
"Beer!" Sketchy half-yelled excitedly holding up his glass of empty beer. OC and Max smiled. "Exactly." OC said.
"Alright I'm gonna make a head for the bathroom and then I get us some beer alright? I really gotta go." Max said getting up and heading for the bathroom. OC smiled. She knew she was lying.
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Max walked into the bathroom and luckily their was no one in there. She broke down crying. She lay on the floor and let the tears fall. She wasnt one for crying, but she had so much inside her she had to do something. She wished she could just meet a normal guy, someone who caught her attention the first time she saw them. Someone that made her knees give into her. Someone caring, sweet, funny, and someone she could touch.
She sobbed for 5 minutes. Got up, washed her face to make sure it wasnt obvious what she had done. Walked out like she wasnt worried and ordered a pitcher of beer.
She walked back to the table. OC eyed her curiously. "Here ya goes." Max said filling hers, OC's and Sketchys glass full of beer. Max downed it. "You sure you aiight boo?"
"Im just peachy." Max said smiling. Original Cindy knew she was lying. But she didnt want to push it.
*
10pm.
They were on their 10th pitcher. OC was drunk. Sketchy was totally drunk. And Max, she was still exactly the same as she was when she walked in. "Boo." OC said. "I umm. Oh. What was I gonna say?"
"I give up!" Sketchy yelled burping in the process. Original was thinking deeply. Or trying to. "Aw yeah. I think we have had enough beer."
"No way. Im not even half-drunk yet." Max pointed out filling her glass again and downing it. "Thats not fair though!" OC pouted. She slumped over. "Im going to puke." OC said.
"Me too." Sketchy said. Sketchy looked like a plum. He was actually turning purple. Max's eyes went wide. Then without warning, Sketchy belched louder than anything Max had ever heard. It was gross.
That got everyones attention. "Oops."Sketchy said. Everyone turned back around.
OC ran to the bathroom. She really was going to puke. "Looks like she didnt have to burp." Max said looking at Sketchy. "What? I couldnt help it!"
"Im gonna get another beer. Its almost empty." Max said taking the pitcher to refill it again.
"Refill it please." Max said handing the guy the glass. "Wow, you dont even seem drunk yet!" the man exclaimed refilling the beer. Max looked at him cautiously. "Well, I have a small bladder. I pee it out every 10 minutes."
The man looked at her strangly. He bought it. He handed her the beer and she smiled walking off. Not watching she ran into a man and spilled her beer on him. "Oh. My. God. I am so sorry." Max said staring at the big puddle of beer on his shirt.
"I am really, really sorry."
The man laughed. "Its okay. Really." Max looked up at him for the first time. He was, damn, fine. Max's knees gave into her and she fell to the floor, totally embarassed. "Whoa there, you okay?" he asked helping her up.
"Uhh yeah I'm okay. My knees have never done that on me before." Max said blushing.
The man laughed. "I see. Im Phil. You are?"
"Max." She said smiling at him. He smiled back, "I like that."
"Thanks?" Max said. Their was something off about this guy. He was, different. Okay so he was stunningly handsome, but their was something else she couldnt put her finger on it. And his eyes, they were so familiar.
"I've never seen you here before?"
He looked down at her. She was really beautiful. Prefect in fact. "You could say im not from around here."
"Oh I see."
"Look I know this may sound awkward but I was wondering if I could buy you a drink." Phil said. "Even though I have a pitcher of beer on me already, theirs no such thing as too much beer."
Max smiled. She liked this man. Phil. He didnt look like a Phil. And she didnt know why she thought that. "I have a better idea. Why dont we just go somewhere else. Its way packed in here." Max said looking around.
"Point taken. Lets get outta here."
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"So tell me a little about yourself?" Max aked Phil while walking. Neither had any idea where they were going. They just walked.
"Uhh, not much to say about me. I work on computers. I am a part-time teacher. I know it sounds funny from me, I dont look like a teacher, but I am serious." Phil said looking at Max. They were holding hands now. Neither had any idea how it got that way.
"Thats nice. Any family?"
"Not really. I have a twin brother. But I think he died." Phil said looking at Max. "I sort of have a father. I guess you could call him that. He was one for dicipline. He always wanted me to be a soldier. Actually I could say I had a big family. But we weren't really related. You know what I mean?" He was starting to think he was saying too much.
"Yeah. I know exactly what you mean. I was exactly the same." Max said thinking back.
Max looked up at him. She was staring at him, trying to figure him out. He was different than the guys she knew. It puzzled her. Phil saw her staring and looked down at her. She immediatly turned away. Embarassed that he caught her staring.
Phil smiled. He wasnt supposed to be here. His mission was to get files on a specific person, then report back asap. Not be here, talking to this beautiful girl he knew nothing about, and sharing so much with her.
Just then it started raining. Pouring more like it. They both looked up. Max yelled. "I hate the rain!"
"Really? I love it." Phil said smiling. "Lets go to my place. Its nice and dry there. And Im pretty sure its not far away." Max said grabbing his arm and running to shelter. *Am I nuts?* She thought. *I know hardly nothing about this guy and I just met him an hour ago.* Too late now.
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"Ahh here we go. Nice and dry." Max said opening the door to her apartment. "This place is nice." Phil said looking around.
Max laughed. "Are you for real? Theirs stuff everywhere. I didnt get a chance to clean lately."
"Well then it looks cleaner than my apartment." Phil said still amazed at how clean her place was, and how messy his was. Phil looked to the right. "Holy shit! You got a tv!" Phil said jumping on the couch and flipping through her channels.
Max watched Phil. He sure was different. Yeah she liked television, but he looked like he died and went to heaven. *Oh god, what if hes one of those guys that lay on the couch all day and just watch tv, eat up the food, drink beer and have fun while doing it.* Max thought. He better not be like that.
"Hey you got anything to drink?" Phil asked over his shoulder, not taking his eyes off the tv. "Yeah." Max muttered. *How great.*
"Thanks." He said when Max handed him the beer. "So what do you wanna do?" Max asked hoping he would get off the couch or at least look at her. "Shh. Here comes my favorite part."
"What where I turn off the tv?" Max asked. She grabbed the remote from him and switched the tv off. "Hey! Why did you do that for?"
"Because. Its my tv." Max said grinning. "Give me the remote." He demanded.
"No." Max said matter of factly. "Give me the remote." He demanded again. "Umm....no."
"Give me that remote now."
"What ya gonna do about it, Phil." Max asked. He was getting angry. Was she for real? Was she toying with him? He was about to punch her when a pillow got flung at his head and he fell to the ground. So did Max, laughing.
He got up and was now pissed. What was she thinking? That hurt. But what was she doing, laughing? What for?
"Phil lighten up geez. Its called fun you know." He thought about that, fun. Well, he never failed a mission. Might as well try.
Max never saw it coming. One minute she was wondering what his deal was, then, a huge pillow plows her in the face and she gets knocked back down. Oh no he didnt.
Max got up and she took a fighting stance. He did as well. She lunged forward flying herself at him and knocking him to the ground with her. Now she was on top of him smiling down. He looked up. This was fun.
"So you give up?" Max asked. "Never." Phil answered.
Then he flipped her so now he was on top. "Give up?" he asked. "Never." she whispered. They were so close now. Not sure what to do. Inches apart from eachother. Then Max noticed something on his neck.
"What is that?" Max asked. Gosh, just ruined the moment. Phil erased his thoughts. "Whats what?"
"That thing on your neck." Max said. Phil shot up. "Nothing." he said a little shaky.
"No that isn't nothing. Thats a barcode isnt it?" She asked. Great. Now she found out and he'd have to kill her. Sure he liked her, nothing serious. He hoped. "Fine you got me. It is. Happy?" He hissed reaching for the knife in his boot.
"I knew you were different. I knew it all along. "
Max lifted her hair and turned around to reveal her barcode. "I am a transgenic too." Phil was stunned. He wasnt expecting that. He should have though. She had all the traits of a transgenic. But he hadn't thought of it. He let go of his boot. Maybe he didnt have to kill her. "Whats your designation?" He asked.
"X5-452." She said. Okay cool so she was an X5. That designation seemed familiar though. "You?"
Should he tell her? Can he trust her? He shouldn't be here. "X5-494." He said making up his mind. Max's mouth dropped. Did he say...
"You have a twin?" Max asked not believing him. "Did." he said. Max winced. So he was dead.
"You knew him?" He asked. "Yeah. You can say that. We were brothers." Max said. Now his mouth dropped. "So were brother and sister? Eww." He said backing away from her.
"No you dont understand. I meant we were like brother and sisters. The people I was with practically became my family." Max said. "So why aren't you back at Manticore?" He asked suspiciously.
"I escaped. With my so-called brothers and sisters."
He took in what she said. Now he was angry. "Your one of the escapees from '09?"
"You know?" Max asked. "Well hell yes I know. Everybody knows. Do you know how hard we had it after you escaped? No. Because you weren't there. Especially the twins. Me. We got it bad." He said remembering everything.
He didnt want to go back there. But he had to. He didnt have a choice. Everywhere he went guards were watching him. They still didnt trust him.
"Sorry." Max whispered. "Yeah you better be sorry. All you did was think about yourselves, not us." Phil said getting angry. "What? Is that a problem? Thats all everyone else did at Manticore. We couldnt trust anyone. They didnt believe us when we told them. Its not like we knew it was going to turn out that way." Max said getting defensive. No one is going to tell her she made a mistake leaving. She made the right choice.
Phil was getting angry with her. She was a bitch! "Is that your real name anyways? Phil?" Max asked.
"No. Its my assigned name. I dont have a real one." He said.
"What is your mission?" Max asked. "Thats classified." He answered. "Fine. But it better not be me." Max said. Their were people out there still looking for her. Could be her.
"Dont worry. It has nothing to do with you for once." He said. "Fine. Whatever. But you should really get a real name."
"Oh and I should just let you tell me what to do. Got your such a-"
"Bitch? Thanks, dick." Max said smiling sweetly.
He glared. She glared back. He was such a....she was such a...
"Maybe I should name you dick." She said. "Now Max. Just because you want to name me after your favorite play toy doesn't mean Im going to play along with you." He said grinning.
Max got it. "Alec." she said matter-of-factly. "Huh?"
"Your name will be Alec. As in smart-alec." Alec....He kind of liked that. Not that he'd tell her. he shrugged.
"Whatever. Dick. Prick. Alec. Phil. Handsome...whatever you wanna call me." He said winking at her. Max rolled her eyes. How did this happed. One minute she was falling for him. Now she wasnt.
They were both glaring at each other.
"You know you should better go work on your mission instead of wasting my time." Max said getting up and opening the door. "Attitude problem ey Max? PMS or something?" Alec asked raising his eyebrows.
Max kicked him in the ass and he flew out the door. "Okay okay. I know you like that ass but no touchy!" Alec said moving his finger back and forth.
"Just leave. Your scaring me."
"Okay fine then. Be that way." He said leaving. After he left Max felt a little disappointed. As did Alec.
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He wasnt supposed to be here. Stealing files. Yep, thats good ol' Manticore for you. His mission was to get information on a specific person. He was trying to remember who that was.
He had decided to come in through the skylight. Kill the alarms. Then quietly break into the main office, open the file cabinet, look through some files, try to remember who's it was he was supposed to steal. Get out and go back to Manticore.
He had no idea why he would go back. Possibly because his life was on the line now and he wasnt one to hand it out. Unless it was absolutely necessary.
Something had gone wrong. He killed the alarms, cameras, everything. But he had gotten caught. Not really a big deal, he could fight off the guards, but a whole swat team? No way. So he had to get out, fast. He grabbed a bunch of files praying one of them was the ones he needed.
He was out now. Didnt even break a sweat. He walked down an alley looking through the files until he found the one. Yep he found it. Threw the others in the trash can and read the file. Mr. Eyes Only.
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