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The Silence
Have you ever noticed how even when it's quiet, in the darkest night, the city never truly sleeps? It is never silent. Perhaps that is the thing we all miss about Manticore. The silence. Every sound had a purpose there. Every word had meaning and direction.
Outside? There is no silence. Only a thousand and one voices in a hundred different languages, going about their everyday lives. They have no meaning, except that which they create themselves.
Perhaps that is the secret weakness of every transgenic. We were all designed with a purpose. When that is purpose is gone, when we are set loose on a world where you must create your own destiny… we are lost. We flounder in a sea of what now, where next, and even who am I? If I am not a soldier… than am I anything at all?
I think that's why Max clings to Logan and Eyes Only. He gives here purpose. He sends her out to fight the good fight, save the world. Without him she has nothing.
And maybe it's also why I cling to her. Because she gave me purpose, gave me a name. She has never realized it but she gave me a designation without the numbers… Smart Alec.
And my purpose? I ask myself, "Am I anything at all?" I hear her voice in reply, "If you wanna be a hero, you can't do it half-assed."
Without her, without Max… all I hear is the silence.