Logan slowly came back into coniesness.
At first he didn't remember anything that happened before, but as soon
as he opened his eyes everything came flooding back. He was not strapped
down, and still had his exoskeleton, but it didn't matter, he lacked the
will to stand, or even to breath for that matter. He just stared
up at the ceiling, and thought about Max, and how pointless living is without
her. 'Just as we were becoming something.' he thought to himself
'Finnaly after a whole year of pretending I dont love her, we adimit it
to each other. She loved me, everything I've ever dreamed of, could
have become reality, and now she's dead, before I even got to say "I love
you".' His thoughts were interrupted when he heard the bolt slide
and the door swing open. Two armed guards entered the room, followed
by Renfro. Logan suddenly sprang up as if he was lying on nails,
he lunged at Renfo, full of loathing for the site of her. The guards
easily held him back, and threw him to the floor. Renfro looked at
him, "Well, well, well. If it isn't 452's boyfriend. Nice to
see you finnaly decided to wake up, It's been an entire week. Those
tranquilizers worked better than expected"
"Her name is Max!" Logan said sharply
to her, Renfro ignored his comment and spoke to the guards,
"Take him to the interrogation room,
and I'll be in shortly." and she walked out of the room.
"Yes ma'am." both guards replied as
she left, then one picked Logan roughly up off of the ground, "Get up!"
one said and backhanded him across the face, hot blood poured from Logan's
nose, he stood up and the guards handcuffed him, and led him out of the
cell. They walked down three different hallways, the were all painted
white, and had a hospital type feeling. They led Logan into a small
room, with a table, and chair inside it. One guard shoved him into
the chair, and the other tied him to it. Then they left him there
alone. About five minutes later, Renfro entered the room and let
the door slam behind her. This time there was only one other guard
with her.
"I'm going to ask you a few questions,"
Renfro started "and we can do this the easy way or the painful way, but
I wont stop until i get some answers." She stopped to see what effect
her words had on Logan, and when she saw no change in expression, she continued
"What is your name?" Logan remained silent, and after a minute, the guard
hit across the chest with the but of his rifle. Logan winced as he
heard a few ribs crack like breaking eggs, but resisted the urge to yell.
Renfro continued with another question, "Do you know the locations of any
other X-5's?" Logan still didnt answer her, and the guard hit him again.
Renfro was obviously very upset that she was not getting any answers, but
Logan remained as still and silent as a statue. Renfro decided to
repeat the question "Where are the other X-5's? You must know." Logan
still didnt say a word, and the guard hit him hard, in the head, with the
rifle. Logan felt blood streaming down the side of his head, and
blacked out. "Carry him back to his cell." Renfro ordered the guard
"Give him only water for three days, then I'll be back to interrogate him
again." She left the room and walked into the corridor.
Max woke up slowly, she had dreamed
that she was at Logan's, and was expecting to find herself there when she
woke up. She opened her eyes, and looked around. She was groggy,
and didn't know where she was, "Logan?" she asked, still half asleep.
"So that's his name." Renfro said,
surprising Max who didn't realize she was there.
"Where am I?" Max asked, even though
she already knew the answer,
"I think you know," Renfro said, and
started to walk out of the room, then turned around and walked back to
Max's bedside, "This Logan," she began "does he look anything like this?"
she showed Max a picture of Logan tied to the chair, unconsious with blood
streaming down the side of his head. "He's dead." Renfro said, "He
got captured trying to save you. And now he's dead." Max put
her head on the pillow and stared at the ceiling, 'It's not true.' she
thought, 'He cant be dead now, not because of me.' But she looked
again at the picture, which Renfro had taped next to her bed in a very
visable place, and she was thurally convinced that her one true friend,
the only person she had ever connected with was dead, 'There's no reason
left to try.' she thought.
TBC
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AN: i apologize for how short these chapters have been, i think i write better when i have shorter chapters. let me know what you think...should i continue?