Mag was walking through the forest at a speedy and powerful pace. He knew that he had to rescue Linear, and he had to get her back quickly. A thought kept repeating in the brain under his goggles. Something bad was going to happen. Something very bad. And he had to hurry so he could stop it. His walk quickly turned into a fast trot.

"I'm sorry I couldn't protect you Linear" he whispered softly to himself.

He looked up ahead of himself and saw the gigantic fortress where they were keeping her.

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Contrary to what he thought, Linear was actually being taken care of very well. She was provided with a hotel like room, with all of the furnishings that it would actually have. She had a large bed, comfy pillows, a bathroom, a cabinet with food and water, and pretty much everything she would need for a couple of weeks. But she had to remember that no matter how good she was treated, she was still in the enemy's fortress.

She threw herself on the bed the moment she was tossed in and gently cried herself to sleep.

But that fateful day came the next day. Soldiers marched in, armed to the teeth with automatic weapons. They clanked in, then they formed lines on either side of her. They looked like they had been prepared for some sort of war to take place in the middle of the room Linear was staying in. Linear was quite sure that they wanted her to walk down the aisle.

"Go!" one of the soldiers barked.

Linear gently picked herself up off the bed, then slowly walked down the aisle, avoiding the menacing glares she was getting. She wondered, for a moment, why they seemed to be afraid of her so much. Maybe they thought Evolutia was a dangerous cyframe.

Anyways, she continued walking down the aisle, until one of the men reached out and smacked her on the back of the head and yelled. "Faster! Don't leave the Admiral waiting"

Linear, hurt a little by the impact, stumbled forward, then resumed walking at a much faster pace. "Sorry..."

Before she had reached the end of the aisle though, the famed Admiral Alton appeared. He smiled down at her, maniacally. His arm reached down and grabbed hers, then dragged her out of the room, slamming the door behind him. He rushed down the hall with demonic speed and moved with a very eager fashion. Linear stumbled along as best she could, her large shoes scrunching up the carpet they were walking along.

Alton had an insane grin of his face, like Eugene had when he had known that Linear was Evolutia. A man that was insane for a power, for the power of a god at his disposal.

Linear was shoved roughly into a strange looking vice.

"Show me your wings!" he commanded.

Linear hung her head and didn't answer. "SHOW THEM!" he roared.

"Okay, now I'm getting mad, you have to the count of three to show me them" he said, a pistol suddenly appearing in his hand. Linear knew what would happen if he pulled that trigger, but she had done this once before, she could do it again.

Her long golden wings slowly appeared. They somehow materialized in mid-air. Attaching themselves to her back, Linear felt a great power surge through her. She felt like she could break out of the vice if necessary. Alton grinned and walked around behind her, feeling her wings for a moment. Then he reared up his arms, as though he was going to break something off, when they both heard a familiar cry behind them.

"ALTON!!"

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Mag had been so desperate to get to Linear that he hadn't bothered to go around or over the fence around the base, he went through it. His fist had managed to slam a whole through it, and it went uphill from there. He found that he could easily twist the fence panels in every which direction, and he had made a whole big enough to go through.

He stepped through and rushed forward, wondering why there was no guards. But he stopped short when he saw and heard lights and alarms pop on everywhere around him.

"This area is off limits to civilians, turn back the way you came and run" a mechanical voice shouted. Mag stopped in mid-sprint to see ten men aiming guns at him.

"Okay! Thats far enough! Go back the way you came!" one of the men shouted. "Wait, that's Mag Launcher! Shoot him!"

All of the gun's pulled the trigger at the same time. Mag simply stood rooted to the spot. All of the bullets simply went zinging right around him. He could not have done a better job of dodging them if he had moved.

"Watch THIS!" he shouted. His arms and his cyframe dug into the earth and tore up a huge chunk. Mag began lifting with all of his strength. The huge chunk suddenly upended itself and crashed back over on the man who were standing on it, who all gave terrified screams as it crashed down on them. Blood pooled up from under the ground.

Mag stepped forward, feeling a crazy power surge through him. As he reached the far wall he could tell that there was no door that he could go in. So he did what he had done a moment ago. His speed increased suddenly so that he had turned into a blur of motion. His cyframe was thrown outwards.

He smashed into the way as hard as he could, concrete flying everywhere and bricks dropping to the ground. Smoke curled up from where he stood and he jogged quickly through. He could hear soldiers coming over to investigate.

"Whoa! Check that out!" one of the soldiers shouted, beckoning some others to come over to him. Mag jogged away from the voices.

Then he heard what he had been fearing to hear. A loud shout from Linear.

Mag dashed with inhuman speed to the spot he had heard it at. Linear was held in a vice-like grip, and Admiral Alton was hovering above her, preparing to snap her wings off or something worse. He looked up with a hideous expression at Mag.

That was a serious mistake. Nobody ever harms Linear and lives to tell about it. Mag dashed forward and his fist slammed straight into the machine. The vice broke it's grip on Linear and she collapsed out. The machine had somehow drained all of the energy out of her.

Alton had leveled his pistol on him and fired. Mag's first instinct was to dodge but he knew he wouldn't have enough time. The shot was clumsy though, and it slammed into Mag's leg. Mag cried out in pain and clutched his leg. His fury boiled over him. His fist shot forward.

Outside, the piece and tranquility was shattered as a human projectile suddenly smashed through the concrete wall. Bricks and dust scattered everywhere from the impact, and Alton finally came to a stop about thirty feet away. Mag stepped through the wall, looking at the impact he had made, then he turned around, picked up Linear, and rushed outside.

He was slowed down by the weight of Linear, but he still ran at superhuman speed. It seemed that he was far more powerful then usual lately. Something was happening to him. He rushed out of the whole he had made and carried her towards the nearest city, his hometown.

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Mag and Linear had managed to get into the a hotel, with the G he had left on hand. The clerk had stared at him for a moment. Mag had no idea what the man was thinking. It didn't even occur to him what sort of appearance he was making showing up smelling of sweat, brushed with dirt, and covered with blood. But they had managed to find a room with the cash he had handed the clerk.

They were both exhausted. The first thing either of them had done was to take a shower.

Mag washed his hair thoroughly with shampoo. Most of the blood and dirt had spilled out of it by now. His whole body felt like it had gained about two pounds of dirt on it after all he had been through lately. When he stepped out, he felt much lighter and high-spirited, even with the weight of the water added to his body.

He wrapped a towel around himself and stepped out to let her use the shower. He walked back into his room, dropped the towel and put on his trademark clothes. Then he walked back outside to the single bed and lay down to rest.

But he could not go to sleep. He was wondering why he had gone to kill so many people just to make sure Linear was not to be harmed. It must be...love.

Love was some seriously scary stuff. It turned him into a violent, raging, machine bent on destroying everything in his path before he found what he was looking for.

Linear was already laying on the bed next to him. Her eyes were closed, but she was not sleeping.

Gathering his courage, Mag mustered himself up and asked. "Linear?"

"Yes, Mag?" she replied, opening her eyes and looking into his.

"Linear, I just want to say that...if we don't get out of here alive...I need to tell you that..." Mag stammered. "I love you" he finally managed to say.

Linear had tears in her eyes. "I was waiting for you to finally say that" she whispered. "And I love you Mag"

Linear and Mag's faces met in mid-air. They both kissed each other passionately. They poured their hearts and souls out to each other. Love emerged between the two. They finally both knew what love felt like.

(A/N:all of the romping around will occur off-screen. Sorry lemon lovers!)

Mag and Linear gave one final moan of pleasure, then they both sighed in relief.

Linear lay her head on Mag's bare chest. Her eyes closed and she sighed peacefully. Mag stroked her hair gently. His cyframe lay under the bed, forgotten. He loved everything about her. Her soft, flaxen hair, her luscious lips, her ever-wearing half smile.

"I love you Linear" he whispered quietly. Linear didn't answer, but continued to breath softly.

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Wow. I never right stuff like this. I most have been feeling crazy when I wrote it! Linear and Mag fo eva! WHOO HOO! You have no idea what I have planned to happen next. *laughs maniacally*

Pyle:sorry, he's still drunk. If you keep reviewing, I'll keep writing. But if you don't review, this goes into the trash barrel. See ya!