Yeah, yeah...it's been a real long time. I've nearly forgotten half the story, and I forgot the final songfic I was going to use (Dragonology, you might remember...my brain's fried!) I finally have the urge to update, so, here's Chapter 12:
Chapter 12
Secrets
Max's POV
Now, let me ask you this - how the hell do kids with no flying experience start walking on air after only one demostration given by us?
"Screw this, we can fly without your annoying persistence."
"Ooh, what a cold shoulder. Pissed at our continuous help, much?"
That was a pressing question in my mind as I led a group of 10 flying mutants to Illinois, which would be north-east of where we were at the school.
We had been clocking a couple of hours, and nobody had shown signs of tiring. Everyone was left to their own thoughts, and I began to form a list of questions needing to be answered:
Why were these inexperienced punks able to fly?
How could Shade and Fang be siblings? Who is their mother?
Why was Jeb acting so strangly? Was he carrying out orders or was this a little side-note to his own schemes?
What was wrong with Fang? Why was he acting so strangely?
Could that snob Ruby be trusted?
...Can anybody be trusted anymore?
Well, I'm sure you will get some of those questions answered, Max.
Jeb!
What the hell do you want? Why did you let us out?
It is merely part of The Director's latest plot. There is nothing I can do anymore.
Bitch. What's her plan?
...do you really think I can tell you, Max?
Dammit, I'll punch your lights out. Permanently.
How can you? Can't very well come back, and I'm not leaving the facility anytime soon.
I was totally ticked off. I was ready to lose it, and just scream in frustration, but that would make me look pretty bad in front of the new guys, howling like a lunatic.
For all I know, they could all be loonies. Ruby had gotten pissed off at me for no reason, Scrapes was acting like a smart alec, Blake was being stubborn, and Sasha and Shade were rambling on to Nudge in the mist of the dark mood.
If you have better things to do, I don't have to give you the answer to one of the most important questions you asked.
"You are ready, now."
The voice echoed through the dojo, which was littered with bodies of slain people and the unheard of. The one who had spoken stepped closer to the young one in front of her, dressed in fighting attire, the murderer of the dozens on the floor.
"You are ready. Your speed and attack in unwavering. Your intelligence is superior to all before you. Your heart is nothing but a frozen shard of shadows."
The young hybrid was silent, no words arising from her lips. The one who had been in charge of all her training stood and had spoken again knelt down to meet her eyes.
"You are ready to kill. To kill without mercy or remorse. Kill the young, the defenseless, the weak. The capable, the armed, and even those who have no heart to pity you. I am very proud of you, my creation."
The girl looked deep into her masters' eyes, her stare flat and cold. She stood still.
"It is time to complete your task. Your ultimate goal. Your unwavering order."
"Yes, Ma'am...I shall kill the one you speak of. I will not fail."
The women smiled.
"My...you are indeed the most sucessful of all my recombinants. No soul, no heart. Just darkness, hate, and nothingness."
She paused.
"Now go and carry out my wish."
The girl bowed, and ran across the room. Her feet were pounding against the wood of the dojo, and was preparing for her first step into the real world. Into the world of the weak and the compassionate.
There was a crash and the sound the whistling wind, and she was gone.
The door to the training area creaked as someone else entered.
Max's POV
A real answer? Really? An honest-to-goodness answer from Jeb?
Spill it.
There was an agonizing pause.
Then a chuckle, like what was about to be said was cleary amusing.
Max...Marian Janssen is Fang's mother.
THAT, I have to say, is the best chapter I EVER wrote. Ever.
Hopefully, it will satisfy you.
And hopefully, since I got a snow day today, there will be another chapter before the weekend is over.
MysticalPearl
(About the dojo...I have just started reading Fruits Basket, so that's where it came from. I was thinking more about Hastuharu then Kyo when it came to the thought of Shii-shou's Dojo, though. XP)
