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Cruel Twists of Fate
2020



Logan sat beside Max's hospital bed, awkwardly holding her hand in his own. "C'mon Max, you have to pull though this. How am I supposed to accomplish anything without *you*?" He paused self consciously rubbing at his eyes with his free hand. What was that old cliche? You never know what you have until you lose it.

"Max, you can't let them win. You can't let Manticore get the best of you. What's Zack going to think? How will Tinga and Jondy feel if they know Manticore beat you?" His voice was small with the next comment. "What will *I* do if Manticore beats you?"

Max's figure stirred slightly. One eyelid flickered. "Aw, Logan. I didn't know you cared." Max managed to croak sarcastically in a scratchy voice.

Logan sat straight up, dropping her hand in the process. "Max? Are you all right?"

She opened one eye and looked at him incredulously. "Do I look all right to you?" She paused, rubbing her throat with her hand. "Could I get a drink of water or something?"

Logan nodded and quickly wheeled himself to the doorway. "RX? Lori?"

"Coming, coming. Hold your horses." RX mumbled. A moment later he was walking down the corridor with his hands stuffed in his pockets. "What do you want, Richie Rich?"

Logan's brow furrowed. "Max wants a drink of water." He stated in a humorless tone.

RX stopped mid-stride. "You...You mean she's awake?

"How else would she ask for a drink of water?" Logan was beginning to lose patience with the teen.

RX's eyes doubled in size. "In that case, I'll be back in a jiffy.

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"Lori?" RX stopped in the doorway of her office to stare awkwardly at the sight of his foster mother sobbing in her chair. "Lori, are you all right?" He asked tenderly as he came around the side of her desk to squat in front of her. "Yo, snap out of it, chica. Our favorite patient is up and around."

That information drew Loren away from her tears. "Max is awake?" She inquired between hiccups.

RX nodded. "She asked for a glass of water. I thought I'd stop by and tell you she was conscious before I filled her request. You gonna come down and take a look at her? Because, if you are, you might think about redoing your makeup. It's pretty obvious that you've been crying."

Lori blushed. "I'll fix my mascara and be down in a minute." She whispered.

RX stood, but turned back to her before leaving. "I could kill that Lydecker guy for making you cry. He better never come around here again!" The scrawny teenager threatened before marching back down the hallway to the kitchen.

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"Logan, what happened? Where am I?" Max asked as she examined her surroundings more closely. Her voice was stronger, but her throat still needed that water RX had gone off to retrieve.

"You had a seizure, Max." Logan explained carefully. It would be best not to tell her that the seizure had been purposelly triggered by Lydecker. Knowing Max, she would want to hunt the man down right now, and she obviously wasn't well enough yet. "They took you to Reed Memorial Hospital. Somehow, one of the doctors recognized your condition and knew what you are. She brought you here to keep Manticore from finding you. She's been treating you for that seizure now for several days."

Max's eyes narrowed. "And it doesn't seem strange that she just *happened* to be there when I needed her? How in the hell does she know about Manticore and the X-5s? This seems just a little too coincedental."

Logan flinched. He had been so caught up in his worries about Max that he had not stopped to give any of those questions much thought. So much for Eyes Only. "She's not a total stranger, Max. We knew each other as children..." He protested.

"So? Children change a lot when they grow up, Logan. She might not be the same person she was. I know I'm not. I just don't understand why you were so quick to trust her."

"I was worried about you." His volume dropped. "I was willing to except help from whoever would offer it. I just didn't want you to die, Max."

"Well, if you ask me, you're both being asses." A young voice filtered from the hallway. "Loren is the most trustworthy person on the planet. You don't know what you're talking about. She would no sooner work for Manticore than she would sell her soul to Satan. She hates that Lydecker guy, even if he is her god..." RX snapped his mouth shut. He'd just made a huge tactical error.

"Lydecker is her what?" Max demanded, half rising from the hospital bed.

"Godfather." RX whispered. "Deck and her father were Army buddies."

"I wasn't quite ready to tell them that, Raymond." Loren commented in a steely tone as she joined them. "I hardly think my deceased father's relationship with that bastard is of concern to any of you." Her eyes traveled to Max, assessing her with a doctor's eye. "I'm glad to see you're up, Max. Although, I would have prefered to introduce myself when I was not defending my honor and integrity." She held out her right hand congenially. "Dr. Loren Davis."

Max eyed her warily but took the proffered hand. There were several seconds of awkward silence before Max broke it. "Why did you help me? How did you know about the X-5s?"

Loren's crystal blue eyes clouded for a moment as she pulled a stray chair over to Max's hospital bed. "You'll never know how lucky you were to have the other X-5s as your 'family' while you were in Manticore. One of the X-4s used to listen to you at night. He envied you your relationships...your love. After you escaped, he did his very best to follow in your footsteps." She paused, pushing back tears. "I never asked him how he escaped, it isn't really important. The only important thing, is that he *did* escape."

"An X-4? When? Where is he?" The guarded look had vanished from Max's eyes. This man was a child of Manticore. Regardless of his number, he was still her brother.

There was no hiding the sorrow in Lori's features. "Shortly after you did. I met him two years later when he attacked me in an alley." Carefully, she lowered the high neck of her shirt to reveal the scar. "The police caught him, but I refused to let them press charges. Instead, I had my mother adopt him. I knew what he was...and in a round about way I was responsible."

"How?"

"My father was the Department of Defense liason for the Manticore project. He raised government funding for their experiments. I knew he was an X-4, and I didn't care. He became my...best friend."

"Where is he? Can I meet him?" Max's excitement was more subdued as she noticed the look on Lori's face.

"I thought he was dead. I thought he died two years ago. If only. Manticore captured him. He's operational again."

That knowledge hit Max like a punch to the gut. It completey winded her. "Those...."

Loren held up a hand to stop her. "It's all right. He was, after all, only an X-4. He was barely human."

"I'm glad you decided to listen to reason, Lori." Lydecker interrupted as he entered the room with gun at the ready. "You've done a remarkable job here."

"What took you so long, Deck?" Loren demanded as she rose from her chair. "I called you half an hour ago and told you I could deliver the X-5. You were supposed to be here immediately!"

"I was making arrangments."

Lori rolled her eyes angrily.

Logan sat stiffly in his chair, the betrayal of this situation etched onto every feature of his face. He had trusted Loren, and she had misplaced that trust. It had all been to this end. Loren had turned them in.

Max was already trying to retaliate. However, she found her body would not cooperate with her commands.

Lori smiled wickedly. "Sorry, I put a special drug of my own concoction in that IV drip. You won't be able to control your muscles well enough to fight for several hours. By then...you'll already be at Manticore and it will be too late."

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