Chapter Two

AN: YAY Chapter Two. I promise to be prompt with my chapters as long as I get reviewed. I'm self conscious. I don't yet know quite what's going to happen, but Max will get her ass kicked and we will see Cree, Trigs, Dragon and Adam.

Max and Mole sat next to the monitors in the main room watching all the army idiots patrol the border. The men, all clad in the uniforms that both Max and Mole wore for years, marched back and forth, but the fear in their faces was obvious.

"I saw your sister's kid. Cute little girl. I think she named Her Tinga," said Mole, "Your sisters beautiful."

"I know," said Max, "I always knew that Frankie was going to be a knockout."

"I knew her back at Manticore," said Mole, "I knew her lover too."

"Who?"

"X5-631."

"You sure?"

"Yeah. 631 got herself in trouble for being with her."

"Are you sure you don't mean 766 or 344?"

"It was 631. A tall black girl."

"Frankie's gay?" said Max.

"There are things that some of us transhumans know that others won't."

"How?"

"Our handlers liked to highlight the normal looks series' flaws. Out of your six, four of them are gay."

"Trigs and Frankie."

"766 and 802."

"Dragon and Finn?"

"Yeah. Guards caught'em doing it on a mission."

"I…"

"This is hard to hear, but you gotta know this. I talked to your sister Frankie. I helped out her love a couple times in the field. She hates you, and Zack, and the rest who made it out. She has some sympathy for a Tinga and a Ben, but I don't know who they are."

"They're both dead," said Max.

"Well then," said Mole, taking out a cigar and lighting it, "You gotta problem."

"I know," said Max.

*+*+*

"Hey!" shouted Alec, looking to the red-headed X5 walking ahead of him.

"Hey," she said, "Glad to see you made it out."

"You too," said Alec, patting the girl on the back, "Where you been?"

"Hiding with my friend Finn."

"Finn?"

"X5-802. Finn."

"Right. Names now."

"Yeah," she said, smiling, "I go by Frankie."

"Alec."

"Nice name," she said, "Suits you."

"Why?"

"Cause you're a Smart Alec."

"Nothing like Ben, eh?"

"Ben?" said Frankie, her face turning to a look of confused rage, "How do you know Ben."

"I just do."

"You're friends with her, aren't you?"

"With who?"

"452."

"Max?"

"452. I don't think she deserves the name Max."

"Okay, okay!" said Alec, backing away from the pissed off X5.

"Sorry," said Frankie, "I have…unresolved issues with her."

"You were put into psy-ops too?"

"No. They just tortured us."

"Not fun."

"No," said Frankie, "What they did to us will haunt my dreams forever."

"Anything I can do. I want to try and be friends. We worked well together in Manticore."

"Just…Don't to make Max understand. She'll NEVER understand what we went through in there."

"You mean about Mika."

"She could've stopped that. Tinga didn't HAVE to die, neither did Ben."

"I know," said Finn, walking into the room, holding his cell phone.

"Hey 366!" said Alec.

"It's Finn."

"Okay," said Alec, shrugging his shoulders. He looked at the X5s and saw their eyes. That was what always made him edgy about the group that failed to escape, their eyes. Each one of them had a haunted look in their eye, like they weren't really alive.

"I got a message," said Finn, pressing a button to make his cell phone speak.

"This is 330920072584. I'm in Seattle. I need to see someone. Tell Cree I'm worried about her."

"Whose worried now?" asked Alec.

"Adam," said Frankie, "I wonder where Dragon is."

"I…Don't…know…" said Finn, trying to lie convincingly.

"You can lie to any officer but you can't lie to me brother," said Frankie.

"Adam isn't with Dragon. She told me she had things to do on her own, and Dragon was just in the way."

"Damn…" said Frankie, "I gotta go."

"Where?" asked Alec.

"Beat something up."

"She tends to do that when she's annoyed," said Finn, smiling.

*+*+*

"Cree?" said Trigs, "Cree it HURTS!"

"Just hold it in Trigs," answered Cree.

"I'm almost a month late. I need to get this baby out of me."

"We're almost there Trigs."

"I want Frankie."

"I know," said Cree, as he pulled Trigs up another set of stairs to the high place.

*+*+*

"Back off!" shouted Dragon, "Back off, Please! I don't wanna hurt you. I just want to get to Terminal City."

"He's a freak. String him up!" shouted one of the men.

"No!" shouted Dragon, running as fast as he could around the corner, where a small hand pulled him down a grate into the sewers.

'Don't speak,' she motioned, 'Unfriendlies nearby. Escape and evade. You go west, I'll lead them north.'

'584?' asked Dragon.

Adam nodded.

'1-4-3,' he motioned.

'1-4-3 you 2," said Adam, jumping out of the grate and leading the angry mob north as Dragon put his hand to his bleeding side.

*+*+*

"I need to know where they are," shouted the Conclave Priestess, "And what they're doing."

"I don't know ma'am," said a girl who stood in front of her, "I can't see them. It's as if someone knows what I'm doing and is stopping it."

"That's impossible," said Thula, standing next to the Priestess, still sore from her defeat at the hands of Max.

"Not necessarily," said the girl standing next to Ames White, "I know someone who can do the same thing."

"Who is she?" asked the first girl.

"She is X5-734. She understands where we stand and sees that she is nothing. All she asks is that she be allowed to help us. She knows these Transgenics and knows their weaknesses."

"Let her speak," said The priestess.

"My name is Brin. One of my sisters, Trigs, she named me. Trigs also told me something about one of my other sisters."

"X5-584," said Ames White, "The one we caught snooping around the ancient Texts."

"584 has the gift of pre-cognitive sight," said Brin, "She sees things before they happen, sometimes moments, sometimes years before they happen."

"I don't believe it," said the girl.

"Quiet Rose," said the Priestess, "You're forgetting that this thing the X5 speaks of was created by one of our own."

"She knew that I was going to talk to you and reveal to you weaknesses of my fellow Transgenics. She tried to stop me, but her mental excess has caused a psychical shortcoming."

"So she's too weak," said Thula, "We'll just have to crush her."

"Not as easy as it sounds. There are six perfectly trained X5's ready to die for her is necessary. She's well guarded and smart as anything. I'll see if I can get anything else on her and report back."

"Good," said the Priestess, motioning for Ames to take her away.

"She can't be that good," said Rose.

"She can," said the Priestess, "Sandman did stranger things."