The Truth of Alex Lannon

by Chrystyaane

Basically what the Title says...there's a lot we don't know about the Chosen and Michael...and the one question that Charlie never answered, who is Alex's father? Did Jeep know? What is the true fate of Vega? Alex and Claire? Minor crssover only. Inspired by Cumor's Whips and Promises. Rating may change.

2. Pilot Part One

Okay, another new story, but this one is written from the inspiration and mind of Cumor who has given permission to use their brain-child and run wild with it.

Just so you all know, as of today, I have not seen the season finale of Dominion, and this will be a really AU fic. And there will probably besome OCs.

And I do not own either Legion or Dominion.

Anyone know if there's going to be a second season yet...?

Chapter Two-Episode One-Pilot

Alex was careful as he walked through the room, looking for any sign of the 8-Balls that were so prevalent beyond the walls of Vega.

Those stupid, constricting walls...keep people safe, sure he understood that...it was the no leaving policy that he had a problem with.

Which totally explained the fact that he always resorted to sneaking out.

What? He'd been doing it since was a kid. He wasn't going to stop just because he was a member of the ArchAngel Corps.

Although, some would say that he was a glutton for punishment...or the ultimate punishment...

Purging.

Doesn't sound so bad right? Well, it is. You'd be turned into a V1. The lowest level you could be. No shelter, other than the tunnels, no food unless you manage to steal it.

It was because he had been through that before that he wanted out of the city.

And away from Michael...he gave him the creeps...it always felt like he was watching him, even when he wasn't looking at him...

Anyway, there was also the fact that people weren't allowed to fall in love with the people they wanted to. Especially Lady Riesen...Clare...the woman he loved...another reason he wanted to run away.

Seeing no sign of 8-balls, he started to load the run-down SUV that he had found and managed to repair with the few supplies that he had managed to find when he heard just a whisper of sound. Turning, gun at the ready, he peered around a shelf and saw a group of three 8-balls. Backing away slowly, he cringed when he heard the sound of glass crunched under his boot.

Sorry for the abrupt ending but I felt it neccesary...and I'm evil...MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!