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"Put that fuckin' gun down now, before I lay the smackdown on your
stupid white ass!" Logan looked to his right to find Original Cindy standing there, with
Bling by her side. The large man spoke up with a intimidating sense of authority in his
voice. "Do it, Logan! We're not gonna let you throw it all away because of some stupid
sense of hopelessness!" They both glared at him with fury in their eyes. He removed the
firearm from his temple. "What's the fucking point? Max is dead." Cindy shouted at
him."You think homegirl would want you to blow your fucking brains out all over the
floor? You think that's supposed to bring her back to you?" Bling stared at him. "She's
right Logan. There's more to life than just Max. She'd want you to go on helping others.
she'd want you to move on. You think you're going to honor Max's memory by greasing
yourself? This isn't the way man, you've got other things to live for, to fight for. Don't
throw it all away just because she's gone." He suddenly realized that they were right. He
remembered what he said to Mrs. Moreno that day he tried to kill himself just like he tried
to do today. |I'll have to ask you to stop talking like that.| He, Logan Cale, had to stop
thinking like that. He had to stop focusing on his pain and pathetic selfpity. People needed
Eyes Only. He had friends who cared about him and needed him too. He couldn't throw it all
away. Max would be ashamed of him. He cast his head down as he unloaded the gun and put it away.
All thoughts of suicide flew from his mind. Killing himself wasn't going to change anything.
It wasn't gonna make those bastards pay for what they did to Max and dozens of other innocents.
He looked up with a new sense of purpose in his eyes. |I'm gonna bring manticore down, no matter
what it costs me. People are going to know about this. Eyes Only will make sure of it.| "You
got some sense in you now? you ready to do something about it instead of cashing it all
in?" "Yeah." "and I know just what to do. I trust that you can keep a secret?" "What you
talkin bout?" Cindy exclaimed.
"Do not attempt to adjust your set. This is an Eyes Only streaming freedom
video. For the past several decades, there has been a secret government experiment called
Project Manticore that has succeeded in producing a form of genetically engineered superhuman.
Manticore has attempted to cover up their unethical research through any means possible."
Documents flashed across the screen detailing their genetics research and key secrets no one was
supposed to know about."Manticore has been involved in the trade of illegal arms and state of the
art genetic technology in order to get the funding they need. Recently they have sold weapons to
the Black Fang, the terrorist group responsible for the bombing of the New York subway last week,
where 326 people lost their lives. Eyes Only has recently lost a very close friend due to the
activities of this organization." Pain flowed over the bright blue orbs as they blinked back tears.
"I personally will see to it that her death is avenged. Peace. Out." He shut off the equipment
and turned to Bling and Cindy. "Guess that'll do for now. Not that I mind being on the Manticore
hit list." "You one tough ass boy, boo." Cindy spoke calmly, filled with admiration for the man
that everyone knew as a champion of the downtrodden and oppressed. "You gonna have them black
helicopter goons pissing in their pants once you're through with them."
Renfro stared at the TV screen in fury. |Who the fuck was this guy, and how the
hell did he get his filthy little paws on this kind of information! The network is supposed to be
impenetrable by hackers.| The committee members were going to have a hell of a lot of questions,
and boy would they be pissed. The entire facility was in an uproar. |I swear, I'm gonna track that
punk down and play catch with his eyeballs when this is over.| She already had the techs working
on finding out who did this, it was only a matter of time till..."Director!" A intern handed her
the phone. "It's them." She smiled grimly as a angry voice howled at her over the phone. It was
going to be a long fucking day.
Max looked at the doctor checking up on her. It seemed that she should should
know him from somewhere, but she couldn't quite place it. |Wait a sec, he's the one that was
present at the surgery!| She had earlier memories of this man. |9 years old, and they cut him
open while his blood was still warm... yes, he was one of the bastards who butchered Jack.| He
smiled at her as he finished making pen scratches on the notebook he carried. She growled, wanting
nothing more than to tear his spine out and show it to him. As he walked out of the room, Brin
entered. She sat at the foot of the bed, relaxing, knowing full well how helpless she was with
the combination of sedatives and heavy restraints that could more than adequately hold an X-7.
"Why do you keep fighting it? All we're trying to do is help you become what you were meant to
be." "Thanks, but don't hold it against me if I don't want to be goddamn killing machine who takes.
orders from people who tortured me for half of my life." " Why the hell are you so stubborn? I
used to be like you. I vowed I would never be one of their soldiers again. I was a fool to think
I could deny my true nature. Manticore created us Max. They care about us and take care of us
like no one else will. Why can't you see that we're not the enemy?" "Is that why Renfro killed
Tinga? Because she loves us so freakin much?" "The Director said you might be delusional after
Zack shot himself... it's okay Maxie, I know Manticore would never hurt it's soldiers. And the
only reason Zack died is because you and the others were stupid enough to attack us in the first
place...""No!" "You have no one to blame but yourself Maxie, it was you who needed a heart anyway."
"Fuck you." Brin merely smiled at her. "It's only a matter of time Max. The next session begins
in 2 hours. Don't fight it. It'll only drag out the process and make it more painful. I know
from personal experience. You'll be yourself again soon. They'll make you strong again, just like
me and the others." "Are you fucking high or something? Don't you remember what they did to us?
To Jack? To Eva? They abused, tortured, and experimented on us like rats. We were nothing but
things to them, to be torn apart and reduced to machines instead of people." Brin ignored her
as she passed out of the room and back into the dark blue hallway.
Syl rummaged through the effects of their fearless leader, trying to find the
pager that would let them get in contact with Zane and Jondy. They would need their help if
they were going to get Zack back. She really didn't know what what they would do without him.
He always was their leader, and he always was the one who looked out for them all. And he was
the only one who knew the others were. "I'm telling you, it's not here. You sure he didn't take
it with him?" Krit called from the other side of the room. "No way big bro would be that stupid.
he knows they could easily find the rest of us if they killed or captured him while he was carrying
the pager." Krit continued to search for the missing device. "Found it!" He lifted a small black
metallic object from a hole in the wall concealed by the bed. All their hard work of finding Zack's
hideout was rewarded. He smiled as he examined it. "Looks like both of them reported in. Let's
send a message and tell them what happened." "We can meet them at the pier 43" Syl said. "It'll
be good to catch up with some family." |And it'll be good to make those bastards pay for what
they did to Maxie.| Her mind was still flooded with pain and rage at what happened that night.
Both her and Krit fought back their emotions when Deck gave them the news. They did their crying
later on, away from prying eyes. Krit meanwhile, was wondering what it would be like once their
long lost siblings got here. They've probably changed quite a bit sice they were all nine. He
heard Jondy was constanly giving old Zack a major headache with all the crazy stuff she's been
up to. |Max and Jondy. Now that is one great pair of friends. They were always so close.|He
remembered how they would stay up all night talking. The giggles would more than once wake him
from his sleep. They were like one individual, almost always together in everything they did.
Their fooling around always pissed off the drill instructors. He saddened. |Max's death had a
crushing effect on us, but how will Jondy feel once she hears that her closest sister is dead?
It'll be like a part of her that's gone forever.| He sure as hell didn't want to be the one to
break the news.
Max felt a wild dash of hope course through her. The doctors forgot to inject
her a couple hours ago, and the dose before that had mostly worn off. They were coming to take
her to the white room for reindoctrination again. She attempted to look wasted and helpless as
they undid the bonds and helped her on her feet. She let them carry her arms as she clumsily
stood up. There were only four guards this time, and they were casually unattentive towards her
in their task, safe in the false notion she was to drugged to resist. |The security around here
is getting pretty damn sloppy| she thought. Hell, she wasn't even tied up or anything. Few
guards trailed them as they made thier way down the corridor. Suddenly, she leapt into action.
She wrapped her arm around the arm of one beefy guard, and gave it a sharp twist, accompanied by the
sweet sound of bones snapping and cries of pain. At the same time she lashed out with her left
foot and planted a powerful kick in a another guards abdomen making him double over in pain as
his ribs shattered. The other two had barely realized what was happening before she chopped one
in the throat, hard enough to sever his windpipe so that one pointy end jutted out the back of
his neck. She snapped the neck of the last one, then rendered the other two unconscious with
quick blows to the face. It was all over in the space of 3 seconds. She quickly grabbed the keys
of one of the dead guards and and unlocked her chains. At one time she would have felt a great
deal of remorse for killing 2 people, but she had no time for that now. No time for emotion,
just quick and decisive action. She flew down the hallway, faster than she moved on the night
of the escape. An X7 stood in her path and was taken by surprise as she delivered a swift
spin kick to the side of the 10 year olds head and sent him flying into a nearby wall. It wasn't
enough to knock him out, but the blow stunned him long enough for her to pass right by.
She relied on her memory to guide her to the nearest exit of the installation.
Guards gave chase behind her, but they were no match for her genetically enhanced legs. The
pounding of their boots on the metallic floor dimmed as the distance increased between them. She
rounded a corner when Brin's foot swung incredibly fast toward her midsection...but she was all
the faster, catching the offending appendage inches away from her body and sweeping the fellow
X5's legs out from under her."See ya!" she called out as she raced past Brin's fallen form.
|I'm gonna make it, almost home free...| Suddenly slammed their fist into her chest. Pain seared
across her torso, the stiches from the recent surgery giving way. She staggered back a bit, then
blocked the next blow aimed for her throat, but however was not able to avoid getting flipped
on her back as the hand grabbed hers and twisted. The drugs in her system, combined with the
shock that she recieved upon looking upon her attacker's face |blond hair, bright green eyes,
rendered her immobile for a second. It was all the time the young woman she stared at needed.
A powerful blow over the forehead with a heavy steel baton knocked her silly and disoriented her
vision. A follow up with the soldier's 100000 watt tazer was all that was needed to send her
vision into darkness. the last thought she had before she blacked out completely was |Eva?|
Renfro smiled at her genetically engineered lackey. "You've done a good job
X5-868. You not only terminated Colonel Lydecker, a traitor to Manticore with information that
can seriously harm our operations, but you've subdued a valuable subject of this program who
will be a great asset to our forces and the organization itself." The smug expression on her
face grew brighter as she lowered her eyes to the unconscious Max. "Guards, take her away.
Make sure she doesn't try anything like this again. I want her fully sedated and restrained
properly. Post a 24 hour guard of conventional troops and X-7's in her room at all times. The
next person who is responsible for letting her get loose will be summarily executed. Dismissed."
She turned to Eva, who was beaming with pride at the praise she was getting. "You keep this
up and you could be a replacement for X5-687 as section commander." The director grinned
devilishly. "Thank you sir. Permission to return to duty?" "Granted." Renfro turned and started
to think. |As long as no one screws up again, things should go ahead as planned. I should have
the doctors speed up the reprogramming process. Can't afford to give 452 time to try another
escape attempt. And I believe I have the perfect first assignment for her once she's ready.
Should be a good test of her abilities.|
Eva didn't like the new director since she got here. Lydecker seemed to have
a much deeper personal interest in his soldiers. |What could possibly possess him to betray
manticore in the first place?| Oh well. Orders were orders, and she would take them from any
superior the organization saw fit. Right now things were looking up for her. She grinned as
she brushed her short blond ponytail with her hand. She'd come a long way from being the traitor
who helped Zack orchestrate the escape back in '09. She gradually became one of the best tactical
minds Manticore had to offer. It did, however, take a difficult heart transplant and 3 months
worth of reindoctrination to make her what she was. |I was so stupid. We were so stupid. What
could posess us to abandon Manticore, those who gave us life and made us the ultimate soldiers
that we were? Who would want to go into the outside world, full of corruption and filth and
all types of negative influences? We saw what it did to Max. Made her weak, filled her with
sentimental lies and bullshit.| She spent the last 11 years atoning for her crimes. And now she
would probably have a chance to help Max realize the same truths that she did. |Shooting me
was the best thing old Lydecker did for me. He prevented me from making the biggest mistake of
my life.| She was just glad to be where she belonged.
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"Put that fuckin' gun down now, before I lay the smackdown on your
stupid white ass!" Logan looked to his right to find Original Cindy standing there, with
Bling by her side. The large man spoke up with a intimidating sense of authority in his
voice. "Do it, Logan! We're not gonna let you throw it all away because of some stupid
sense of hopelessness!" They both glared at him with fury in their eyes. He removed the
firearm from his temple. "What's the fucking point? Max is dead." Cindy shouted at
him."You think homegirl would want you to blow your fucking brains out all over the
floor? You think that's supposed to bring her back to you?" Bling stared at him. "She's
right Logan. There's more to life than just Max. She'd want you to go on helping others.
she'd want you to move on. You think you're going to honor Max's memory by greasing
yourself? This isn't the way man, you've got other things to live for, to fight for. Don't
throw it all away just because she's gone." He suddenly realized that they were right. He
remembered what he said to Mrs. Moreno that day he tried to kill himself just like he tried
to do today. |I'll have to ask you to stop talking like that.| He, Logan Cale, had to stop
thinking like that. He had to stop focusing on his pain and pathetic selfpity. People needed
Eyes Only. He had friends who cared about him and needed him too. He couldn't throw it all
away. Max would be ashamed of him. He cast his head down as he unloaded the gun and put it away.
All thoughts of suicide flew from his mind. Killing himself wasn't going to change anything.
It wasn't gonna make those bastards pay for what they did to Max and dozens of other innocents.
He looked up with a new sense of purpose in his eyes. |I'm gonna bring manticore down, no matter
what it costs me. People are going to know about this. Eyes Only will make sure of it.| "You
got some sense in you now? you ready to do something about it instead of cashing it all
in?" "Yeah." "and I know just what to do. I trust that you can keep a secret?" "What you
talkin bout?" Cindy exclaimed.
"Do not attempt to adjust your set. This is an Eyes Only streaming freedom
video. For the past several decades, there has been a secret government experiment called
Project Manticore that has succeeded in producing a form of genetically engineered superhuman.
Manticore has attempted to cover up their unethical research through any means possible."
Documents flashed across the screen detailing their genetics research and key secrets no one was
supposed to know about."Manticore has been involved in the trade of illegal arms and state of the
art genetic technology in order to get the funding they need. Recently they have sold weapons to
the Black Fang, the terrorist group responsible for the bombing of the New York subway last week,
where 326 people lost their lives. Eyes Only has recently lost a very close friend due to the
activities of this organization." Pain flowed over the bright blue orbs as they blinked back tears.
"I personally will see to it that her death is avenged. Peace. Out." He shut off the equipment
and turned to Bling and Cindy. "Guess that'll do for now. Not that I mind being on the Manticore
hit list." "You one tough ass boy, boo." Cindy spoke calmly, filled with admiration for the man
that everyone knew as a champion of the downtrodden and oppressed. "You gonna have them black
helicopter goons pissing in their pants once you're through with them."
Renfro stared at the TV screen in fury. |Who the fuck was this guy, and how the
hell did he get his filthy little paws on this kind of information! The network is supposed to be
impenetrable by hackers.| The committee members were going to have a hell of a lot of questions,
and boy would they be pissed. The entire facility was in an uproar. |I swear, I'm gonna track that
punk down and play catch with his eyeballs when this is over.| She already had the techs working
on finding out who did this, it was only a matter of time till..."Director!" A intern handed her
the phone. "It's them." She smiled grimly as a angry voice howled at her over the phone. It was
going to be a long fucking day.
Max looked at the doctor checking up on her. It seemed that she should should
know him from somewhere, but she couldn't quite place it. |Wait a sec, he's the one that was
present at the surgery!| She had earlier memories of this man. |9 years old, and they cut him
open while his blood was still warm... yes, he was one of the bastards who butchered Jack.| He
smiled at her as he finished making pen scratches on the notebook he carried. She growled, wanting
nothing more than to tear his spine out and show it to him. As he walked out of the room, Brin
entered. She sat at the foot of the bed, relaxing, knowing full well how helpless she was with
the combination of sedatives and heavy restraints that could more than adequately hold an X-7.
"Why do you keep fighting it? All we're trying to do is help you become what you were meant to
be." "Thanks, but don't hold it against me if I don't want to be goddamn killing machine who takes.
orders from people who tortured me for half of my life." " Why the hell are you so stubborn? I
used to be like you. I vowed I would never be one of their soldiers again. I was a fool to think
I could deny my true nature. Manticore created us Max. They care about us and take care of us
like no one else will. Why can't you see that we're not the enemy?" "Is that why Renfro killed
Tinga? Because she loves us so freakin much?" "The Director said you might be delusional after
Zack shot himself... it's okay Maxie, I know Manticore would never hurt it's soldiers. And the
only reason Zack died is because you and the others were stupid enough to attack us in the first
place...""No!" "You have no one to blame but yourself Maxie, it was you who needed a heart anyway."
"Fuck you." Brin merely smiled at her. "It's only a matter of time Max. The next session begins
in 2 hours. Don't fight it. It'll only drag out the process and make it more painful. I know
from personal experience. You'll be yourself again soon. They'll make you strong again, just like
me and the others." "Are you fucking high or something? Don't you remember what they did to us?
To Jack? To Eva? They abused, tortured, and experimented on us like rats. We were nothing but
things to them, to be torn apart and reduced to machines instead of people." Brin ignored her
as she passed out of the room and back into the dark blue hallway.
Syl rummaged through the effects of their fearless leader, trying to find the
pager that would let them get in contact with Zane and Jondy. They would need their help if
they were going to get Zack back. She really didn't know what what they would do without him.
He always was their leader, and he always was the one who looked out for them all. And he was
the only one who knew the others were. "I'm telling you, it's not here. You sure he didn't take
it with him?" Krit called from the other side of the room. "No way big bro would be that stupid.
he knows they could easily find the rest of us if they killed or captured him while he was carrying
the pager." Krit continued to search for the missing device. "Found it!" He lifted a small black
metallic object from a hole in the wall concealed by the bed. All their hard work of finding Zack's
hideout was rewarded. He smiled as he examined it. "Looks like both of them reported in. Let's
send a message and tell them what happened." "We can meet them at the pier 43" Syl said. "It'll
be good to catch up with some family." |And it'll be good to make those bastards pay for what
they did to Maxie.| Her mind was still flooded with pain and rage at what happened that night.
Both her and Krit fought back their emotions when Deck gave them the news. They did their crying
later on, away from prying eyes. Krit meanwhile, was wondering what it would be like once their
long lost siblings got here. They've probably changed quite a bit sice they were all nine. He
heard Jondy was constanly giving old Zack a major headache with all the crazy stuff she's been
up to. |Max and Jondy. Now that is one great pair of friends. They were always so close.|He
remembered how they would stay up all night talking. The giggles would more than once wake him
from his sleep. They were like one individual, almost always together in everything they did.
Their fooling around always pissed off the drill instructors. He saddened. |Max's death had a
crushing effect on us, but how will Jondy feel once she hears that her closest sister is dead?
It'll be like a part of her that's gone forever.| He sure as hell didn't want to be the one to
break the news.
Max felt a wild dash of hope course through her. The doctors forgot to inject
her a couple hours ago, and the dose before that had mostly worn off. They were coming to take
her to the white room for reindoctrination again. She attempted to look wasted and helpless as
they undid the bonds and helped her on her feet. She let them carry her arms as she clumsily
stood up. There were only four guards this time, and they were casually unattentive towards her
in their task, safe in the false notion she was to drugged to resist. |The security around here
is getting pretty damn sloppy| she thought. Hell, she wasn't even tied up or anything. Few
guards trailed them as they made thier way down the corridor. Suddenly, she leapt into action.
She wrapped her arm around the arm of one beefy guard, and gave it a sharp twist, accompanied by the
sweet sound of bones snapping and cries of pain. At the same time she lashed out with her left
foot and planted a powerful kick in a another guards abdomen making him double over in pain as
his ribs shattered. The other two had barely realized what was happening before she chopped one
in the throat, hard enough to sever his windpipe so that one pointy end jutted out the back of
his neck. She snapped the neck of the last one, then rendered the other two unconscious with
quick blows to the face. It was all over in the space of 3 seconds. She quickly grabbed the keys
of one of the dead guards and and unlocked her chains. At one time she would have felt a great
deal of remorse for killing 2 people, but she had no time for that now. No time for emotion,
just quick and decisive action. She flew down the hallway, faster than she moved on the night
of the escape. An X7 stood in her path and was taken by surprise as she delivered a swift
spin kick to the side of the 10 year olds head and sent him flying into a nearby wall. It wasn't
enough to knock him out, but the blow stunned him long enough for her to pass right by.
She relied on her memory to guide her to the nearest exit of the installation.
Guards gave chase behind her, but they were no match for her genetically enhanced legs. The
pounding of their boots on the metallic floor dimmed as the distance increased between them. She
rounded a corner when Brin's foot swung incredibly fast toward her midsection...but she was all
the faster, catching the offending appendage inches away from her body and sweeping the fellow
X5's legs out from under her."See ya!" she called out as she raced past Brin's fallen form.
|I'm gonna make it, almost home free...| Suddenly slammed their fist into her chest. Pain seared
across her torso, the stiches from the recent surgery giving way. She staggered back a bit, then
blocked the next blow aimed for her throat, but however was not able to avoid getting flipped
on her back as the hand grabbed hers and twisted. The drugs in her system, combined with the
shock that she recieved upon looking upon her attacker's face |blond hair, bright green eyes,
rendered her immobile for a second. It was all the time the young woman she stared at needed.
A powerful blow over the forehead with a heavy steel baton knocked her silly and disoriented her
vision. A follow up with the soldier's 100000 watt tazer was all that was needed to send her
vision into darkness. the last thought she had before she blacked out completely was |Eva?|
Renfro smiled at her genetically engineered lackey. "You've done a good job
X5-868. You not only terminated Colonel Lydecker, a traitor to Manticore with information that
can seriously harm our operations, but you've subdued a valuable subject of this program who
will be a great asset to our forces and the organization itself." The smug expression on her
face grew brighter as she lowered her eyes to the unconscious Max. "Guards, take her away.
Make sure she doesn't try anything like this again. I want her fully sedated and restrained
properly. Post a 24 hour guard of conventional troops and X-7's in her room at all times. The
next person who is responsible for letting her get loose will be summarily executed. Dismissed."
She turned to Eva, who was beaming with pride at the praise she was getting. "You keep this
up and you could be a replacement for X5-687 as section commander." The director grinned
devilishly. "Thank you sir. Permission to return to duty?" "Granted." Renfro turned and started
to think. |As long as no one screws up again, things should go ahead as planned. I should have
the doctors speed up the reprogramming process. Can't afford to give 452 time to try another
escape attempt. And I believe I have the perfect first assignment for her once she's ready.
Should be a good test of her abilities.|
Eva didn't like the new director since she got here. Lydecker seemed to have
a much deeper personal interest in his soldiers. |What could possibly possess him to betray
manticore in the first place?| Oh well. Orders were orders, and she would take them from any
superior the organization saw fit. Right now things were looking up for her. She grinned as
she brushed her short blond ponytail with her hand. She'd come a long way from being the traitor
who helped Zack orchestrate the escape back in '09. She gradually became one of the best tactical
minds Manticore had to offer. It did, however, take a difficult heart transplant and 3 months
worth of reindoctrination to make her what she was. |I was so stupid. We were so stupid. What
could posess us to abandon Manticore, those who gave us life and made us the ultimate soldiers
that we were? Who would want to go into the outside world, full of corruption and filth and
all types of negative influences? We saw what it did to Max. Made her weak, filled her with
sentimental lies and bullshit.| She spent the last 11 years atoning for her crimes. And now she
would probably have a chance to help Max realize the same truths that she did. |Shooting me
was the best thing old Lydecker did for me. He prevented me from making the biggest mistake of
my life.| She was just glad to be where she belonged.