Story: Made to Fight, Born to Slay
Title: I'm Real
Chapter: 3
A/N: Sorry it took me longer than expected to write this chapter, but now I'm back in school (ick) and don't have that much time. But I AM trying! Don't forget to leave a review, or I might forget to write a chapter! ;) Thanks to Darklight for some brainstorming help!
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"Hey Logan." Max silently slipped into Logan's penthouse.
"Hey Max. I was just about to call you," Logan replied, his gaze never wavering from the computer screen in front of him.
"Yeah? What about?" She walked over to the computer, trying to see what Logan was so transfixed on.
/Maybe he wants to invite me to dinner.. or do something else 'together.' It's been a while since we've done anything like that.. since I ran out on him at dinner. /
"There have been a series of break-ins at an electronic store."
/Work. He wants to talk about work. /
"So? That's not that unusual, is it?" People were always breaking into electronic stores, to sell the goods on the black market.
"Yeah, not really that out of the ordinary, except for what they stole."
Logan clicked on the computer screen and a list of the items stolen popped up on the computer screen.
Max quickly read through the list, and an immediate alarm went off in her head. These items, if placed in the wrong hands, could do some serious damage. And with enough energy, you've got yourself an electro-magnetic charge strong enough to wipe out every electronic device from here to New York. Another Pulse.
/Let me guess.. I'm supposed to stop the bad guys again. /
"Who's wanting to do the damage?" At least she needed to know who she was supposed to take out this time.
"Don't know yet.." Logan finally turned around in his chair to face Max.
"Oh." As bad as another Pulse would be, something inside her didn't completely and totally hate the idea. This would give her an advantage over the enemy, her Manticore training told her. With all of the confusion and panic, she could be lost in the shuffle again. They would have much bigger problems. Escape and Evade. But the better part of knew what kind of damage it would cause, and how many people it would hurt. Logan wouldn't have Eyes Only, and it probably eliminated all chances she had to find her mother. No one could truly afford to go through that again.
"So why did you drop by?" Logan asked, interrupting Max's thoughts.
"I need a reason?" she said coyly, with a slight smile.
"Well.. no." Logan gave her a strange look and cocked his head sideways.
"Didn't think so, but I do have a reason." She said, remembering why she came.
"I saw this guy attacking this woman on the street. There was something wrong with his face though, and he had,.. fangs."
"Like Joshua?" Logan thought that there was another transgenic on the loose.
"No it wasn't like Joshua. And I don't think it was a transgenic, either. I have never seen anything like it before. I think it was trying to bite her." Max started pacing around the room, trying to think of she'd seen anything like that back in Manticore.
"You mean like a vampire?" Logan raised his eyebrows and gave Max a 'You Must be kidding me' look.
"A vampire?"
/What the hell is a vampire? /
"Yeah, vampires are these mythological creatures. They supposedly bite people and feed off their blood." Logan wasn't surprised that Max had never heard of vampires.
/I guess they probably don't give lessons in the occult back at Manticore. /
"What do you mean, 'supposedly?' " Max knew a lot, but she didn't understand about mythology and religion. She didn't understand why people put all their trust and faith into something that they had no proof even existed.
"I mean they're fake, fairy tales. People talk about them, but they don't really exist."
"I 'supposedly' don't exist." Max knew from experience not to disbelieve everything she hears.
"Yeah, but that's different. That's science. We're talking about creatures who supposedly burn up in sunlight, and die from a stake through the heart."
"Look, all I'm saying is that maybe you could do a little research on it. I mean, it was probably just some psycho nut job with prosthetics, but you never know. Oh, and maybe something about a 'Slayer?' " Max said with a shrug.
" Yeah, I'll see what I can do." Max turned and headed for the door. "Oh, and Max- I found something about your mother." Max stopped dead in her tracks. Before he knew it, Max was back in the doorway.
/My mom? She wanted to keep me, but they took me away.. they took her away too. /
"What'd you find??" Max tried not to look as anxious as she felt inside.
"Nothing big, but I thought you would want to know anyway. I found her first name. Faith."
