Chapter 14: Captured
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Alone. He had been in this room countless times before. As a little boy, as a young man. This room was where he had spent most of his life. Again and again he had been put in here.
"Hello 493."
He turned towards the woman who entered the room.
"Aren't you supposed to be dead Renfro?" he said the sarcasm lacing his voice.
"Funny I though the same thing about you," she replied a light smile touching her face.
Ben screamed as the electricity went through his body.
Logan's eyes shot open. His head ached from hitting the ground and the impact of Seth's fists. His throat was sore and the bruising was in thick patches.
It had been years since had had met Seth. Seth had been one of his operatives and though they had never gotten along they had a great business relationship. At least they had one until that night when Manticore had tracked Seth down.
Logan hadn't known then what Manticore was and so he hadn't put up a fight to save the young transgenic from being captured. It wasn't his business and Seth had been thinking of walking away from Eyes Only.
"It's good you're awake, Logan. We need to talk."
"I don't have time to talk Lydecker. Where is Max?"
"Max is safe right now."
"Let me see her."
"You don't have any power here Cale. I have all the cards. Besides I don't think you know everything that's going on around you."
"I'm sure I know everything."
"Really like the fact there's a traitor in your midst."
Max woke up in a cold room. This was all her fault.
She had stayed still during most of the fighting. Leaving Ben defend them by himself. She had seen him jerk and thrash as he pulled his body. His body had convulsed as the electricity went through his nervous sister. She closed her eyes trying to blank out the images of his pain.
"Hello Maxie."
She opened her eyes to gaze back at the face of her big brother.
"Hello Zack."
Renfro smirked as the young X-5 struggled against his restraints. Ben had always been one of her favorite transgenics. Designed specifically by Sandeman, X5-393 was the perfect transgenic specimen. His mental and emotional defects weren't a concern of Renfro. Here was the perfect killer, Manticore's perfect little toy.
He was a stealth series designed for speed and spying missions. His intelligence was high in the extremes.
But he had been designed by Sandeman for a specific reason. And hell or high water she was going to make sure he fulfilled his purpose.
Max glanced at her brother not thinking about anything. His blue eyes were cold and his face was hard.
"I was told to check on you."
There was no warmth in Zack's voice. It was cold devoid of all emotion.
"I guess I deserve you being angry at me."
"It has nothing to do with anger Maxie. I get it. In the end Cale is the most important thing to you. You have no loyalty to anyone but him."
She felt like she had been slapped. The tears streamed down her face once her brother left her.
She didn't deserve this.
She looked at the spot where Zack had stood to find a thin piece of metal. Slowly she began to pick the lock to her cell.
The bed was hard and felt the cold metal of the restraints. The blood was being cut off from his hands. The electricity had stopped and Renfro was long gone. He had heard her voice in the hallway giving orders to an X-5.
"Did you do your assignment?"
"Yes Ma'am," said the familiar voice.
That had been minutes ago and the voices had faded.
The door opened and he closed his eyes. He didn't want to look at his new torturer. Instead of the sharp prick of the needle warm hands ran over his arm. The shackles were loosened quickly.
His eyes opened quickly to meet the warm brown gaze.
"Maxie?"
"Come on. We're getting out of here."
To be continued….