Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in this short piece of imagining.
Warning: Very fan orientated. I warn against a passing read =D
Logans Appartment.
It was the middle of the night and half way through a "brown out" when the shadow
first caught interest in the appartment in up-town Seattle. The penthouse. For any
other theif the idea would be a challange, no more than that, a dream. But this
shadow had different ideas. This shadow could do the things other thieves
and shadowslike her self dreamed about. This shadow was different.
This shadow was X-5.
Logans Appartment, the next morning.
"MAX??" Logans voice bellowed across the appartment and Max smiled.
She was lying on the floor barefoot trying not to giggle.
"What??" She called back the laughter evident in her voice. She rolled over
and jumped up before moving towards the kitchen.
"Max. What have you been doing?"
/Ooops, so he heard the crash/
Max smiled innocently and plucked a grape from the freshly washed bunch on
Logans counter "Mmm, grapes," She popped another one in her mouth
"Where did you find these?"
"Max." Logans voice was low and he almost growled her name at her.
"Chill Logan I was only playing."
Logan arched one of his eyebrows and looked at her
/mmmm, I love it when he does that./
"Ok OK, I just wanted to see how heavey your sofa was." Max shrugged nochalently
Logan boggled at her. You wanted to see how heavy my sofa was??? WHY?
"Logan I am bored, I have all this energy and I want to do something with it. I am
walking up walls here, literally!"
Logans reply was interrupted by the telephone and Max turned gratefully to the
grapes as he picked up the reciever
"Hello?" Logan paused and waited for the reply then handed the reciever
uncerimoniasly to Max. Max frowned then placed the phone to her ear.
"Yeah?"
The voice that rumbled its way smoothly down the phone towards her ear
was unmistakable.
"Hey Max it's Zack."
Max watched Logan turn his chair towards the stove.
"Zack, what's up?"
"Just checking in on you, You're not getting into any trouble are you?"
Max frowned at the receiver and then verbalised her emotion.
"Nah. It's dead here, nothing to do"
Max pouted as both Zack and Logan laughed.
"Well I might have something for you..." Zack said bringing Max back to the
conversation
"Yeah??" Her curiosity jumped.
"Uh-huh." Zack affirmed
"Well?" Max asked gripping the phone.
"I'm not sure yet. I will let you know as soon as I have more information."
Max growled at the receiver as the dial tone came through.
Warning: Very fan orientated. I warn against a passing read =D
Logans Appartment.
It was the middle of the night and half way through a "brown out" when the shadow
first caught interest in the appartment in up-town Seattle. The penthouse. For any
other theif the idea would be a challange, no more than that, a dream. But this
shadow had different ideas. This shadow could do the things other thieves
and shadowslike her self dreamed about. This shadow was different.
This shadow was X-5.
Logans Appartment, the next morning.
"MAX??" Logans voice bellowed across the appartment and Max smiled.
She was lying on the floor barefoot trying not to giggle.
"What??" She called back the laughter evident in her voice. She rolled over
and jumped up before moving towards the kitchen.
"Max. What have you been doing?"
/Ooops, so he heard the crash/
Max smiled innocently and plucked a grape from the freshly washed bunch on
Logans counter "Mmm, grapes," She popped another one in her mouth
"Where did you find these?"
"Max." Logans voice was low and he almost growled her name at her.
"Chill Logan I was only playing."
Logan arched one of his eyebrows and looked at her
/mmmm, I love it when he does that./
"Ok OK, I just wanted to see how heavey your sofa was." Max shrugged nochalently
Logan boggled at her. You wanted to see how heavy my sofa was??? WHY?
"Logan I am bored, I have all this energy and I want to do something with it. I am
walking up walls here, literally!"
Logans reply was interrupted by the telephone and Max turned gratefully to the
grapes as he picked up the reciever
"Hello?" Logan paused and waited for the reply then handed the reciever
uncerimoniasly to Max. Max frowned then placed the phone to her ear.
"Yeah?"
The voice that rumbled its way smoothly down the phone towards her ear
was unmistakable.
"Hey Max it's Zack."
Max watched Logan turn his chair towards the stove.
"Zack, what's up?"
"Just checking in on you, You're not getting into any trouble are you?"
Max frowned at the receiver and then verbalised her emotion.
"Nah. It's dead here, nothing to do"
Max pouted as both Zack and Logan laughed.
"Well I might have something for you..." Zack said bringing Max back to the
conversation
"Yeah??" Her curiosity jumped.
"Uh-huh." Zack affirmed
"Well?" Max asked gripping the phone.
"I'm not sure yet. I will let you know as soon as I have more information."
Max growled at the receiver as the dial tone came through.