Author: Skyeyes
Rating: PG
Disclaimer:I don't own the toys I just play with them
Summary: Tag to departure-What if Tess had done something to Max after the others left the pod chamber
Category: Max/Lix
Author's Notes: This is my first fanfic so review please and sorry if I went a little over board on the end. Once I get going it's hard to stop This is optional.)
The days stopped turning. She left her mark on this world. She left with no regrets for what she did for Alex, left him dead and cold. She left with no regrets of leaving a mark of pain so large the imprint ingulfs all our worlds. He ordered us to leave and we obeyed, silly us, we didn't know what she could do. There were only minutes til the ship left for good. She turned his mind inside out, so all he knew was pain. He can't remember us, in fact he's afraid of us. Isabel tried to heal his injuries after the camber caved in on him. She could not, she tried his dreams but found them locked as well. A block to keep him trapped inside and us out.
He looks at us with fear in his eyes. He's afraid of us. Max is afraid of us, afraid of me. I want to hold him keep him safe but I cannot. Fear and Pain lace through his every action. I wish I know what she did to him that day.
When we found him under the rubble he was not conscious. Only, back at Michael's did we learn what she'd done. I was holding him when he awoke. Everyone was in the room even Valenti and Kyle all wanting to see he was alright but he wasn't. He tried to run but was held back by Michael and Kyle. I saw the fear then the same fear I see now in his beautiful eyes. He's sitting in the corner. He;s folded in on himself, curled into a tight ball. His eyes barely show in the darkness of the room.
I wish I could show him how wrong he was. The his memoried were wrong, that we are his friends, that I'm the one he loves, not her not the one who did this to him, not the one who's gone.
I've been sitting here so long, the blonds are closed, days the same at night. All I see is his pain. The pain I feel all to strongly, cause the days have stopped turning all is the same.
Blinding light burns my eyes as Isabel opens the door. She flicks on the light and walks towards Max. His injuries are still healing, cuts on his arms and legs and back. The deepest cuts are on his chest five perfect lines. All parallels to each other. Those continually bleed though the bandages and refused to close.
Those are the cuts we tend to the most. Michael comes in to help these are the worst times I think for Max, he stares up at us with pleading eyes, and opens his mouth as if to speak but words don't come out. He hasn't said a word since that day except her name when he was shown a picture. He stared at it with loving eyes and me with fear.
She left her mark on the world. The man she claimed to love more than anything she changed. He was a shining light that made the world a better place for all that knew him. Now it's only darkness as I stare at the blank eyes staring back from the corner. The days have stopped turning. The sun no longer shines, it flickered and died and left us here with him pain to bear and know only time can make it better. But it has stopped. For the Days have stopped turning and there is only darkness.
Rating: PG
Disclaimer:I don't own the toys I just play with them
Summary: Tag to departure-What if Tess had done something to Max after the others left the pod chamber
Category: Max/Lix
Author's Notes: This is my first fanfic so review please and sorry if I went a little over board on the end. Once I get going it's hard to stop This is optional.)
The days stopped turning. She left her mark on this world. She left with no regrets for what she did for Alex, left him dead and cold. She left with no regrets of leaving a mark of pain so large the imprint ingulfs all our worlds. He ordered us to leave and we obeyed, silly us, we didn't know what she could do. There were only minutes til the ship left for good. She turned his mind inside out, so all he knew was pain. He can't remember us, in fact he's afraid of us. Isabel tried to heal his injuries after the camber caved in on him. She could not, she tried his dreams but found them locked as well. A block to keep him trapped inside and us out.
He looks at us with fear in his eyes. He's afraid of us. Max is afraid of us, afraid of me. I want to hold him keep him safe but I cannot. Fear and Pain lace through his every action. I wish I know what she did to him that day.
When we found him under the rubble he was not conscious. Only, back at Michael's did we learn what she'd done. I was holding him when he awoke. Everyone was in the room even Valenti and Kyle all wanting to see he was alright but he wasn't. He tried to run but was held back by Michael and Kyle. I saw the fear then the same fear I see now in his beautiful eyes. He's sitting in the corner. He;s folded in on himself, curled into a tight ball. His eyes barely show in the darkness of the room.
I wish I could show him how wrong he was. The his memoried were wrong, that we are his friends, that I'm the one he loves, not her not the one who did this to him, not the one who's gone.
I've been sitting here so long, the blonds are closed, days the same at night. All I see is his pain. The pain I feel all to strongly, cause the days have stopped turning all is the same.
Blinding light burns my eyes as Isabel opens the door. She flicks on the light and walks towards Max. His injuries are still healing, cuts on his arms and legs and back. The deepest cuts are on his chest five perfect lines. All parallels to each other. Those continually bleed though the bandages and refused to close.
Those are the cuts we tend to the most. Michael comes in to help these are the worst times I think for Max, he stares up at us with pleading eyes, and opens his mouth as if to speak but words don't come out. He hasn't said a word since that day except her name when he was shown a picture. He stared at it with loving eyes and me with fear.
She left her mark on the world. The man she claimed to love more than anything she changed. He was a shining light that made the world a better place for all that knew him. Now it's only darkness as I stare at the blank eyes staring back from the corner. The days have stopped turning. The sun no longer shines, it flickered and died and left us here with him pain to bear and know only time can make it better. But it has stopped. For the Days have stopped turning and there is only darkness.