Pen Name: Zhaneel
Characters: NOT MINE!!!! ALL OF THE CHARECTORS IN THIS STORY BELONG TO THE FOX PRODUCERS AND JAMES CAMERON!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Idea: The idea is mine, although I apologize if anything related to this story is similar in any way at all. I was obviously unaware of the fact that that person might have written something similar. Please don't sue me!!! I live on a farm, what does that tell you???? Also, I will admit that I got the idea of this kind of monologue from a fellow authorI FORGET WHO IT WAS!!! SORRY!!!! MY BAD!!!
E-mail: ladyfalconfeathers@hotmail.com
Part One:
Lydecker pulled Logan into the back of the van. Logan, unconscious from Lydeckers fist, was placed in the far corner of the van; away from the door incase the thought of going after Max awoke him. Krit and Syl finally came running up to the back of the van. Both stopped immediately when they saw Logan huddled in the corner of the van motionless.
Syl asked in an anxious and worried voice, to anyone that was listening, "Is he dead?"
Lydecker merely answered, "No. Come on, we have to go."
In sudden realization Krit says, "Wait, where is Max? What about Zac?"
Syl looking from the unconscious Logan to Lydecker and back: "What happened?"
Syl grabbed Lydecker by the throat and slammed him up against the vans side then shouting, "ANSWER ME!"
But Lydecker could not answer, for at that moment; a chopper light fell dangerously close to the van. They had to leave, and they had to leave now. Quickly Syl must have realized this and let go of Lydeckers throat. All three of them, without even thinking about it, piled into the van. Syl in the back, and Krit up in the front near Lydecker. In silence the four of them drove at full speed back home'. Then a shuffling noise from the back broke the silence. Logan had woken up.
Syl was the first that noticed his awakining, and the first to ask the question that was on her mind as well as Krits, "What happened?"
Logan looked into Syls eyes, she knew. Deep down, she knew what had happened. They both knew that she knew. They also knew that she wouldn't and couldn't accept it until she heard the truth. In words. So, Logan took a deep breath and told Syl what had happened. Syl just stared in shock at Logans words. Max was dead, Zac had been captured. This was it. They had taken down Manticore at their sister and brothers expense. One death, one capture, and for what? To blow up a DNA lab. But who knew? May be they had simply blown up the DNA, the records still existed didn't they? Manticore would recover from this large obstical in a year or two. All they had done really was desroy the formulas, the tubes that held the key for more lives to be imprisoned in a cage their whole life.
Logan finnaly finished his story with the sentence, "She died Syl, she is gone and never coming back."
Syl looked at Logan and took his hand into hers and told Logans eyes that held no glimer of happieness, "don't worry over Max, she is now in The Happy Place."
Logan merely gave a wry smile and took his glasses from his eyes. Rubbing the bridge of his nose. He didn't remember much. Only the part of Max's life slipping through his fingers, and Zac calling out to her in the distance. She was gone, how would he tell her friends? Would he be able to? Could he? He had to. He knew that Cindy, Max's closest friend was waiting for her at their small apartment. When Max didn't show up for work the next morning Cindy would call Logan. He would then have to recall the event that had crushed his tiny glimer of hapiness.