Fran was faced with two decisions: Manticore or Max.
The flaw that she had been faced with since birth was back, and it really was messin' her head up. Manticore could fix that, but that would mean giving up all that she had fought so hard for...then there was Max and Logan. As Fran looked up into Max's brown eyes she saw her sisters love and care reflected in them...
"I...can't" Fran said, and pulled away from Max, and walked over to the window. It was raining hard, with many black clouds covering the sky. Logan and Max looked at each other, worried.
Fran put her head gently on the window, and tried to shut out the foreign voices and emotions. Then a strong feeling shot through her body, and she dropped to the floor. As Max rushed to her side, Fran sorted through her head to try and figure out who's thought that was...then it hit her...
Ish*t...five units...I not getting out of here without...duck and evade...damn you Brinn.../I
"Zack..." Fran said, and turned to Max with fear in her eyes, "Zack's in trouble, he being taken in..."
Max didn't understand what was happening, but when she saw the worry and dread written across Fran's face, she knew that Zack was really in trouble.
"Logan," she said as she got up, "we need to find him, can..." Logan interrupted, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Max, can I talk to you for a moment, please?"
Logan lead Max out of the front room and into the computer room, and he looked up at her is if she had gone mad.
"Are you sure about this? Fran gets weird seizures and suddenly she comes up with the idea that Zack is in trouble and you take it and jump?!"
"Look Logan...I don't have any idea what is happening to Fran, but I believe her. Please, if you can't trust her, trust me."
Logan sighed.
"Can you give us anymore information, any locations at all?" Logan asked as he wheeled himself back into the living room.
"No...but I have something that may help you track him down"
She stood up.
"Zack gave me a phone number, in case Logan screwed up or something" At this point Logan raised his eyebrows, and took himself into the computer area. He had had enough of Max's 'family', they only caused trouble half the time.
"Fran!" He called through the door, "give me the area code, I maybe able to track the place down."
Fran ran into the computer room and watched as Logan narrowed down the areas in which Zack could be.
"Wait, Fran," Max said from the living room. Fran popped her head around the side of the screen, "Zack's not stupid. He won't let us find him that easy. Even if we get a place, he will be nowhere near there by now."
"Okay...from what the area code says, his contact point is in the North Colorado..." He was interrupted as the phone rang, and Max picked it up. Her eyes darted up to look at Fran, and she quickly put it down and grabbed her coat.
"That was Zack. You were right, he's in real trouble, and his position's been compromised. He's coming to us."
Fran started to pull on her shoes, but Logan came over and placed his hand gently on hers.
"Where do you think you think you're going?"
Max turned around and looked at Fran.
"I agree with Logan. You knows what will happen if you overdo it kickin' @ss."
"I am a genetically enhanced girl, I am made for fighting and not layin' around in bed ill, I am going, I can't believe we're havin' this conversation!"
Logan sighed. Yeah, under all that genetic material is still a kid, who doesn't know when to quit.
"Look at it this way, if you do fall mid-battle, you will become a burden to the rest of us." Max said logically. "You will be no good injured."
Fran hated to admit it, but she was right.
"Look, I gotta blaze. Get better, lil' sis"
MAX
Wow, everything has happened so fast.
Again, thanks to Logan, he managed to track down another X-5 that had made their way to Seattle. At the time, I didn't know why, but for some weird reason all the X-5's seem to walk right into my lap. Looks like Zack trusts me more than I thought.
When I think back to my days in Manticore, it always makes me feel cold. We were all happy to of escaped, but Fran...Fran I guess didn't understand what we had achieved.
Fran was the youngest of all the X-5's, and the most powerful of the entire group. She always had more body strength and slightly more agility. Why? None of us really knew. Fran always was very mysterious, and when she was taken out of training exercises in class, she never told us what she did.
Yeah...Lydecker always had extra interest in her activities and progress. He often took her out of our room early, and returned her late into training.
Fran was always the headstrong one. She kinda took after Zack in a strange way, hell; I hope he's okay.
I grab my bike, and turn it on. The sound of her engine is like music to my ears. Wait up Zack; sista's coming to save your sorry @ss.
LOGAN
Off again to save a friend, that's my Max. And she accuses me of being the Blah Blah Woof Woof kind of person.
I can't get what's the matter with Fran. She seems to be emotionally unstable, wow; I never thought that I would say that about a genetically perfected kid.
These seizures have to be a flaw in her 'design' of some kind. Only Lydecker would know what it is, I guess...
I am such a...of course, Lydecker. Let's give him a call...
The flaw that she had been faced with since birth was back, and it really was messin' her head up. Manticore could fix that, but that would mean giving up all that she had fought so hard for...then there was Max and Logan. As Fran looked up into Max's brown eyes she saw her sisters love and care reflected in them...
"I...can't" Fran said, and pulled away from Max, and walked over to the window. It was raining hard, with many black clouds covering the sky. Logan and Max looked at each other, worried.
Fran put her head gently on the window, and tried to shut out the foreign voices and emotions. Then a strong feeling shot through her body, and she dropped to the floor. As Max rushed to her side, Fran sorted through her head to try and figure out who's thought that was...then it hit her...
Ish*t...five units...I not getting out of here without...duck and evade...damn you Brinn.../I
"Zack..." Fran said, and turned to Max with fear in her eyes, "Zack's in trouble, he being taken in..."
Max didn't understand what was happening, but when she saw the worry and dread written across Fran's face, she knew that Zack was really in trouble.
"Logan," she said as she got up, "we need to find him, can..." Logan interrupted, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Max, can I talk to you for a moment, please?"
Logan lead Max out of the front room and into the computer room, and he looked up at her is if she had gone mad.
"Are you sure about this? Fran gets weird seizures and suddenly she comes up with the idea that Zack is in trouble and you take it and jump?!"
"Look Logan...I don't have any idea what is happening to Fran, but I believe her. Please, if you can't trust her, trust me."
Logan sighed.
"Can you give us anymore information, any locations at all?" Logan asked as he wheeled himself back into the living room.
"No...but I have something that may help you track him down"
She stood up.
"Zack gave me a phone number, in case Logan screwed up or something" At this point Logan raised his eyebrows, and took himself into the computer area. He had had enough of Max's 'family', they only caused trouble half the time.
"Fran!" He called through the door, "give me the area code, I maybe able to track the place down."
Fran ran into the computer room and watched as Logan narrowed down the areas in which Zack could be.
"Wait, Fran," Max said from the living room. Fran popped her head around the side of the screen, "Zack's not stupid. He won't let us find him that easy. Even if we get a place, he will be nowhere near there by now."
"Okay...from what the area code says, his contact point is in the North Colorado..." He was interrupted as the phone rang, and Max picked it up. Her eyes darted up to look at Fran, and she quickly put it down and grabbed her coat.
"That was Zack. You were right, he's in real trouble, and his position's been compromised. He's coming to us."
Fran started to pull on her shoes, but Logan came over and placed his hand gently on hers.
"Where do you think you think you're going?"
Max turned around and looked at Fran.
"I agree with Logan. You knows what will happen if you overdo it kickin' @ss."
"I am a genetically enhanced girl, I am made for fighting and not layin' around in bed ill, I am going, I can't believe we're havin' this conversation!"
Logan sighed. Yeah, under all that genetic material is still a kid, who doesn't know when to quit.
"Look at it this way, if you do fall mid-battle, you will become a burden to the rest of us." Max said logically. "You will be no good injured."
Fran hated to admit it, but she was right.
"Look, I gotta blaze. Get better, lil' sis"
MAX
Wow, everything has happened so fast.
Again, thanks to Logan, he managed to track down another X-5 that had made their way to Seattle. At the time, I didn't know why, but for some weird reason all the X-5's seem to walk right into my lap. Looks like Zack trusts me more than I thought.
When I think back to my days in Manticore, it always makes me feel cold. We were all happy to of escaped, but Fran...Fran I guess didn't understand what we had achieved.
Fran was the youngest of all the X-5's, and the most powerful of the entire group. She always had more body strength and slightly more agility. Why? None of us really knew. Fran always was very mysterious, and when she was taken out of training exercises in class, she never told us what she did.
Yeah...Lydecker always had extra interest in her activities and progress. He often took her out of our room early, and returned her late into training.
Fran was always the headstrong one. She kinda took after Zack in a strange way, hell; I hope he's okay.
I grab my bike, and turn it on. The sound of her engine is like music to my ears. Wait up Zack; sista's coming to save your sorry @ss.
LOGAN
Off again to save a friend, that's my Max. And she accuses me of being the Blah Blah Woof Woof kind of person.
I can't get what's the matter with Fran. She seems to be emotionally unstable, wow; I never thought that I would say that about a genetically perfected kid.
These seizures have to be a flaw in her 'design' of some kind. Only Lydecker would know what it is, I guess...
I am such a...of course, Lydecker. Let's give him a call...