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The room Lydecker was holding Max in was not unlike the room she and Maria were going to live in at the Warden's quarters before they escaped. (And killed the warden for that matter). While observing her new environment, Max noticed she wasn't alone. Lydecker was sitting scross the room in a wooden chair.
"What are you staring at?" demanded Max, sitting up in the bed.
Lydecker didn't make a change in his serious countenance as he stoof and walked to the opposite side of the room. Max looked up at him, and there was a silence between the two of them. Creator and creation. Enemies. Max clenched her fists, but Lydecker beat her to whatever she could and wanted to do, by raising his hand and coming back down hard on Max's right cheek. She let out a gasp, falling to the side slightly and holding the right side of her face.
"What kind of idiot do you take me for?" Lydecker questioned angrily. Max, who'd been avoiding his eyes since he'd hit her, stared at him now-- seething with anger. This angered Lydecker, and he clutched up Max's dark locks, and then pulled her to the floor.
"Go to hell, Bastard," Max whispered hoarsely. Lydecker tightened his jaw, and pulled Max's hair up towards him, and over, revealing the barcode-- Max's whole identity. He smiled now, with delight.
"You're a prototype. A genetically engineered being," stated Lydecker. "YOU belong to ME, and now that I've got you--"
"What the hell are you going to do with me?" Max inquired, cutting him off. Lydecker laughed, and let go of Max's hair, letting gravity take it's toll. Max grunted with frustration.
"As you know, I'm sure, what we believed at the time was a perfect soldier, is of less quality than expected."
"The seizures," Max said. Lydecker nodded, clasping his hands together behind his back. He paced the small room.
"Now that we've discovered the whereabouts of two of our faulty test subjects," he paused, and Max cringed at the thought of being a "faulty test subject." "We can continue our research, and create the REAL perfect soldier."
"You're overlooking something, though," Max told him. He looked at her for further explanation. "I have a neurological condition, Dumbass," she stood up quickly, "I can still fight," she told him, cocking her head to the side. She then furiously threw a punch at Lydecker's head. He grabbed her wrist, though, he fist just millimeters from his face. Max looked up at him in disbelief, and swallowed hard.
"You see, we expected something like this," Lydecker whispered into Max's ear, after twisting her body around by her arm. (Much like she'd done with the guard at Aaron's). "And, we're very prepared." He pulled a syringe from the pocket of his dark slacks. Max struggled, trying to free herself.
"Fuck you, Lydecker," Max screamed. "You won't get--" Max trailed off when the needle punctured her skin. And as the needle slid in to her, Max slid out of conciousness.
~To be continued...~
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The room Lydecker was holding Max in was not unlike the room she and Maria were going to live in at the Warden's quarters before they escaped. (And killed the warden for that matter). While observing her new environment, Max noticed she wasn't alone. Lydecker was sitting scross the room in a wooden chair.
"What are you staring at?" demanded Max, sitting up in the bed.
Lydecker didn't make a change in his serious countenance as he stoof and walked to the opposite side of the room. Max looked up at him, and there was a silence between the two of them. Creator and creation. Enemies. Max clenched her fists, but Lydecker beat her to whatever she could and wanted to do, by raising his hand and coming back down hard on Max's right cheek. She let out a gasp, falling to the side slightly and holding the right side of her face.
"What kind of idiot do you take me for?" Lydecker questioned angrily. Max, who'd been avoiding his eyes since he'd hit her, stared at him now-- seething with anger. This angered Lydecker, and he clutched up Max's dark locks, and then pulled her to the floor.
"Go to hell, Bastard," Max whispered hoarsely. Lydecker tightened his jaw, and pulled Max's hair up towards him, and over, revealing the barcode-- Max's whole identity. He smiled now, with delight.
"You're a prototype. A genetically engineered being," stated Lydecker. "YOU belong to ME, and now that I've got you--"
"What the hell are you going to do with me?" Max inquired, cutting him off. Lydecker laughed, and let go of Max's hair, letting gravity take it's toll. Max grunted with frustration.
"As you know, I'm sure, what we believed at the time was a perfect soldier, is of less quality than expected."
"The seizures," Max said. Lydecker nodded, clasping his hands together behind his back. He paced the small room.
"Now that we've discovered the whereabouts of two of our faulty test subjects," he paused, and Max cringed at the thought of being a "faulty test subject." "We can continue our research, and create the REAL perfect soldier."
"You're overlooking something, though," Max told him. He looked at her for further explanation. "I have a neurological condition, Dumbass," she stood up quickly, "I can still fight," she told him, cocking her head to the side. She then furiously threw a punch at Lydecker's head. He grabbed her wrist, though, he fist just millimeters from his face. Max looked up at him in disbelief, and swallowed hard.
"You see, we expected something like this," Lydecker whispered into Max's ear, after twisting her body around by her arm. (Much like she'd done with the guard at Aaron's). "And, we're very prepared." He pulled a syringe from the pocket of his dark slacks. Max struggled, trying to free herself.
"Fuck you, Lydecker," Max screamed. "You won't get--" Max trailed off when the needle punctured her skin. And as the needle slid in to her, Max slid out of conciousness.
~To be continued...~