Chapter 3
Disclaimer: You know the drill I own zero, zilch, nada...oh except Tris so if you want to borrow her ask, I'll say yes but it's nice to know who is using my characters. :)
A/n: I know it's a little past Saturday. Okay a lot, like ummm more than 2 weeks. But I had some spare time after a science test so I started jotting this down and just had to finish it and post it for you guys. I have been experiencing serious "writer's laziness" though and also been really busy since school has just finished but now I have lots of free time to be updating so look for lots of updates on my story. All you people who review my stories are awesome. The first section is written especially for DarkAngelfan who requested more Max/Manticore stuff.
Manticore:
//I feel so weak. The drugs they've got me on must be to weaken me; of course they don't want their prize possession bustin out. I wonder what they are going to do...they'll probably reprogram me...But they need my DNA since the lab blew up. Oh well, I just hope my plan works and Tris got out. She's a strong girl and they only have minimum security on her. She should be fine...I hope. She is my only chance. //
Max stars out at a doctor walking down the hall.
//I hate Manticore. And what they did to everyone. Tinga, Brin, Zack, Ben and me. If only Zack was still alive. No, I must not think about him being alive. Zack is dead. Dead. He's not going to bust through the door saying "Max we gotta go! Make a run for it"...I wish he would though...I really wish he would. //
A single tear slides down a saddened face. No attempt is made to wipe it away.
//With all of my, oh his, oh I dunno, our? Heart. Logan. How did he pop into my thoughts? I was thinking about Zack and Manticore and suddenly flip; I'm on the Logan Cale station. Just like eyes-only. He can show up whenever...ha. //
Max let out a slight laugh. She feels the taste of salt as the tear reaches her mouth.
She lets her think about Logan for a while. His deep blue eyes that shine like an expensive gem in a store window, His tawny hair all spiked in that cute way, his "I'm too busy saving the world to shave" stubble and most of all, the feeling when she is close to him, protected and cared for.
Max cracks a smile, one that the world hasn't seen since she died in Logan's arms that night.
//I know why he popped up. He is number one on my list of reasons for busting out of this joint. //
//He might have a plan. He just might. //
Her thoughts were rudely interrupted by a short man calling her to attention.
"X5-456, you will begin your reprogramming at 900 hours tomorrow. Be prepared and waiting," the sergeant drilled.
"Oh, but I have nothing to wear," Max replied sickly sweetly with a thick coat of sarcasm.
"There is no room for jokes soldier!" the sergeant blasted.
Max replied with a dirty look.
The sergeant turned and exited through a stainless steel door. Max felt the strange calm of being alone in a place you don't want to be overtake her again.
//How does Logan say that old cliché goes again, oh yeah: the calm before the storm. //
"So, Tris do you have any super human qualities that Max doesn't have?" questioned a curious Logan.
The tension in the room had passed since Logan had found out that Tris was a friend of Max's and Tris found out Logan was a good guy and he was going to let her stay with him.
"Well, yes actually I have been trained to be able to distance myself from people and emotions. I was strictly disciplined at Manticore for not doing this efficiently enough though," Tris stated.
"Oh," was all Logan could muster.
"When I was young, about 8 or 9 I got out"
Logan just stared at her amazed at how she was so kind and trusting underneath her hard shell.
//Her shell is so much easier to crack than Max's or maybe she is just very emotional right now. //
"I was out for about a week before they caught me and brought me back."
"Really, where did you stay?"
"I picked a few pockets and got myself a nice hotel room," Tris boasted with a smile.
//She is so much like a younger version of Max. There is something the same...I can't quite put my finger on it. //
Logan stared at Tris looking out the soft window glazed with rain and something in his heart stirred; something that had died with his baby sister those many years ago.
//She is so innocent and yet so harmed. She is just a child caught up in a very messed up world. //
"So...anymore information you need from me?"
"Yes, but nothing you can answer."
//Unless you can tell me that I will see max again. //
Tris looked at Logan, not confused but simply understanding.
//There must be something more between those two than meets the eye. The look of pain that crosses his face when he talks about her; Almost a clone of the one she had when she told me about him in Manticore. He wants to see her again so much. I wish there were something I could do...//
"She's out there, waiting for her prince in shining armor."
A bit of a smile crossed Logan's face, barely noticeable but Tris caught it.
Knock-knock.
"I better get that it's probably Lydecker, Krit and Jondy."
"Oh, okay," a look of slight fear crossed Tris's face.
"Hi, guys there is a new member of the Manticore escapees club," Logan greeted.
Tris rounded the corner to give the group a good look at her.
"Hi"
"Hello," Krit welcomed her with a warm hug.
//Krit? I've heard that name before. It feels so good to be accepted and welcomed. //
Jondy followed suit.
Jondy's thoughts:
//This is so weird how I can just trust her, it goes against all my training, maybe all of us X's were made to know each other and know whose good and whose bad...//
Lydecker hung back.
"This is Tris. She is an X7. Max sent her. She escaped from Manticore just a few days ago."
"Come to join the bargade?" Krit questioned with a smile.
Krit's thoughts:
//I could have sworn I have seen her somewhere before maybe I shall just go through my photographic memory bank...//
//The little girl that pointed the way to escape from the guards the night we escaped...she was Tris! //
"Something like that," answers Tris smiling back.
"Thank-you" Tris stated.
"You are very welcomed it's the least I could do," Tris answered not missing a beat.
"I should have taken you with me,"
The other just looked on watching the strange exchange between the two chimeras.
"No you shouldn't have then I wouldn't be here today, able to tell you that Max is alive and well...at the moment,"
"Oh my GOD!" Jondy voiced barely above a whisper.
"What about Zack?" Krit asked inquiringly.
"Zack is decreased...his heart lives on in Max though,"
A strange look overtook Logan's face as he turned toward the kitchen stating he was going to start cooking dinner.
"Oh Zack," Jondy said he eyes turned cold like a soldier's.
Krit sat down on the couch in silence.
Lydecker finally told this opportunity to use his voice, "He always loved Max more than he cared for anyone else, I guess he finally decided to show it."
"Shut your trap," Krit scolded Lydecker gruffly at his comment.
"I'll go organize the weapons," deck softly spoke before leaving the room.
Tris stared after the ex-sergeant.
//He has a troubled past that he will never escape, no matter how hard he tries. Some wrongs can never be righted no matter how much you try. Damn these analyses that Manticore put into my head! //
URGENT! URGENT! URGENT! The high pitched voice of the computer bellowed.
Five pairs of ears in a high-class penthouse in Seattle perked up.
A/n: Don't yeah just love a good cliffhanger. Yeah I know, no more cookies for star girl for being an evil cliff-hangerish writer. He he he...I have had wayyyy to many sugar coated gummy worms.
N e ways I am think of continuing this story all summer. Or in till I stop getting reviews I have a lot of good ideas for the future but I am always looking for more so if u've got one tell me in a review.
Also I am looking for someone to beta for this story. (I haven't been doing that in case you have noticed) So drop me a line in a review or an email if you'd want to beta.
A little preview for next chapter: It involves a new character, shopping & girl talk and the plan of how they are going to save Max...or attempt to I haven't quite decided. Well yes I have but you could still tell me what you want to happen in a review. (Coming either this evening or tomorrow)
REMEMBER: REVIEWS=HAPPY AUTHORS :)
PlZ EITHER SAVE A HUNGRY AFRICAN CHILD AND/OR LEAVE A REVIEW...FOR THE GOOD OF THE PLANET!!!
Disclaimer: You know the drill I own zero, zilch, nada...oh except Tris so if you want to borrow her ask, I'll say yes but it's nice to know who is using my characters. :)
A/n: I know it's a little past Saturday. Okay a lot, like ummm more than 2 weeks. But I had some spare time after a science test so I started jotting this down and just had to finish it and post it for you guys. I have been experiencing serious "writer's laziness" though and also been really busy since school has just finished but now I have lots of free time to be updating so look for lots of updates on my story. All you people who review my stories are awesome. The first section is written especially for DarkAngelfan who requested more Max/Manticore stuff.
Manticore:
//I feel so weak. The drugs they've got me on must be to weaken me; of course they don't want their prize possession bustin out. I wonder what they are going to do...they'll probably reprogram me...But they need my DNA since the lab blew up. Oh well, I just hope my plan works and Tris got out. She's a strong girl and they only have minimum security on her. She should be fine...I hope. She is my only chance. //
Max stars out at a doctor walking down the hall.
//I hate Manticore. And what they did to everyone. Tinga, Brin, Zack, Ben and me. If only Zack was still alive. No, I must not think about him being alive. Zack is dead. Dead. He's not going to bust through the door saying "Max we gotta go! Make a run for it"...I wish he would though...I really wish he would. //
A single tear slides down a saddened face. No attempt is made to wipe it away.
//With all of my, oh his, oh I dunno, our? Heart. Logan. How did he pop into my thoughts? I was thinking about Zack and Manticore and suddenly flip; I'm on the Logan Cale station. Just like eyes-only. He can show up whenever...ha. //
Max let out a slight laugh. She feels the taste of salt as the tear reaches her mouth.
She lets her think about Logan for a while. His deep blue eyes that shine like an expensive gem in a store window, His tawny hair all spiked in that cute way, his "I'm too busy saving the world to shave" stubble and most of all, the feeling when she is close to him, protected and cared for.
Max cracks a smile, one that the world hasn't seen since she died in Logan's arms that night.
//I know why he popped up. He is number one on my list of reasons for busting out of this joint. //
//He might have a plan. He just might. //
Her thoughts were rudely interrupted by a short man calling her to attention.
"X5-456, you will begin your reprogramming at 900 hours tomorrow. Be prepared and waiting," the sergeant drilled.
"Oh, but I have nothing to wear," Max replied sickly sweetly with a thick coat of sarcasm.
"There is no room for jokes soldier!" the sergeant blasted.
Max replied with a dirty look.
The sergeant turned and exited through a stainless steel door. Max felt the strange calm of being alone in a place you don't want to be overtake her again.
//How does Logan say that old cliché goes again, oh yeah: the calm before the storm. //
"So, Tris do you have any super human qualities that Max doesn't have?" questioned a curious Logan.
The tension in the room had passed since Logan had found out that Tris was a friend of Max's and Tris found out Logan was a good guy and he was going to let her stay with him.
"Well, yes actually I have been trained to be able to distance myself from people and emotions. I was strictly disciplined at Manticore for not doing this efficiently enough though," Tris stated.
"Oh," was all Logan could muster.
"When I was young, about 8 or 9 I got out"
Logan just stared at her amazed at how she was so kind and trusting underneath her hard shell.
//Her shell is so much easier to crack than Max's or maybe she is just very emotional right now. //
"I was out for about a week before they caught me and brought me back."
"Really, where did you stay?"
"I picked a few pockets and got myself a nice hotel room," Tris boasted with a smile.
//She is so much like a younger version of Max. There is something the same...I can't quite put my finger on it. //
Logan stared at Tris looking out the soft window glazed with rain and something in his heart stirred; something that had died with his baby sister those many years ago.
//She is so innocent and yet so harmed. She is just a child caught up in a very messed up world. //
"So...anymore information you need from me?"
"Yes, but nothing you can answer."
//Unless you can tell me that I will see max again. //
Tris looked at Logan, not confused but simply understanding.
//There must be something more between those two than meets the eye. The look of pain that crosses his face when he talks about her; Almost a clone of the one she had when she told me about him in Manticore. He wants to see her again so much. I wish there were something I could do...//
"She's out there, waiting for her prince in shining armor."
A bit of a smile crossed Logan's face, barely noticeable but Tris caught it.
Knock-knock.
"I better get that it's probably Lydecker, Krit and Jondy."
"Oh, okay," a look of slight fear crossed Tris's face.
"Hi, guys there is a new member of the Manticore escapees club," Logan greeted.
Tris rounded the corner to give the group a good look at her.
"Hi"
"Hello," Krit welcomed her with a warm hug.
//Krit? I've heard that name before. It feels so good to be accepted and welcomed. //
Jondy followed suit.
Jondy's thoughts:
//This is so weird how I can just trust her, it goes against all my training, maybe all of us X's were made to know each other and know whose good and whose bad...//
Lydecker hung back.
"This is Tris. She is an X7. Max sent her. She escaped from Manticore just a few days ago."
"Come to join the bargade?" Krit questioned with a smile.
Krit's thoughts:
//I could have sworn I have seen her somewhere before maybe I shall just go through my photographic memory bank...//
//The little girl that pointed the way to escape from the guards the night we escaped...she was Tris! //
"Something like that," answers Tris smiling back.
"Thank-you" Tris stated.
"You are very welcomed it's the least I could do," Tris answered not missing a beat.
"I should have taken you with me,"
The other just looked on watching the strange exchange between the two chimeras.
"No you shouldn't have then I wouldn't be here today, able to tell you that Max is alive and well...at the moment,"
"Oh my GOD!" Jondy voiced barely above a whisper.
"What about Zack?" Krit asked inquiringly.
"Zack is decreased...his heart lives on in Max though,"
A strange look overtook Logan's face as he turned toward the kitchen stating he was going to start cooking dinner.
"Oh Zack," Jondy said he eyes turned cold like a soldier's.
Krit sat down on the couch in silence.
Lydecker finally told this opportunity to use his voice, "He always loved Max more than he cared for anyone else, I guess he finally decided to show it."
"Shut your trap," Krit scolded Lydecker gruffly at his comment.
"I'll go organize the weapons," deck softly spoke before leaving the room.
Tris stared after the ex-sergeant.
//He has a troubled past that he will never escape, no matter how hard he tries. Some wrongs can never be righted no matter how much you try. Damn these analyses that Manticore put into my head! //
URGENT! URGENT! URGENT! The high pitched voice of the computer bellowed.
Five pairs of ears in a high-class penthouse in Seattle perked up.
A/n: Don't yeah just love a good cliffhanger. Yeah I know, no more cookies for star girl for being an evil cliff-hangerish writer. He he he...I have had wayyyy to many sugar coated gummy worms.
N e ways I am think of continuing this story all summer. Or in till I stop getting reviews I have a lot of good ideas for the future but I am always looking for more so if u've got one tell me in a review.
Also I am looking for someone to beta for this story. (I haven't been doing that in case you have noticed) So drop me a line in a review or an email if you'd want to beta.
A little preview for next chapter: It involves a new character, shopping & girl talk and the plan of how they are going to save Max...or attempt to I haven't quite decided. Well yes I have but you could still tell me what you want to happen in a review. (Coming either this evening or tomorrow)
REMEMBER: REVIEWS=HAPPY AUTHORS :)
PlZ EITHER SAVE A HUNGRY AFRICAN CHILD AND/OR LEAVE A REVIEW...FOR THE GOOD OF THE PLANET!!!