Okay, I would have waited for more replies but, ME, your question was a
good one. Or two. For the first question this takes place in the year 2016.
When I first wrote this I was half awake when I thought what would happen
if Lydecker had a genetically engineered kid. That's where Geneva came in.
If you see a post with a number under the title and the part that usually
means what year it is in.
For your second question I'm not sure if we're going to see Max. This kind of takes place north of Seattle on Fidalgo Island.I live there. Trust me if you ever are forced to live here for some reason move away ASAP it sucks here. Anyway this story is already written up to part 24 and up until then there is no Max. I'm sorry.
Anyway thank you for reading and replying and I'm sorry for the confusion. I'm glad you're enjoying this fic. And here's the next part.
Lydecker Plural
Part Eleven
What the heck was Eyes Only? Who was this man Bonehead was talking to? I was determined to find out.
"Really? Will your friend be up for the challenge? Washington was effected greatly by the pulse."
"Yes, my friend will be. He is a great computer hacker." Bonehead was lying. He wasn't talking about some friend, he was talking about himself; I have a specialty when it comes to lying and knowing when people lye.
"Logan, you're too optimistic."
"Do you want to help Eyes Only be created, or not?"
"Of course I do. I will help him with anything he needs."
"So, Thomas, do you want to have lunch together so you could give me some ideas on how to do this? Then I will transfer those ideas to Eye's Only."
"Where at?" Thomas asked raising an eyebrow.
"At the Store Grocery. At eleven o' clock."
Okay now I had a good lead. I decided to go back to camp knowing that Matt and Ella were probably getting the impression that Lydecker got a hold on me. I ran all the way there and when I got there Matt all ready had gotten a fire started.
"What's wrong?" Ella asked when I showed up breathless.
"Nothing, but you know the Bonehead guy? He his planning to make Washington less corrupted." I paused, "He and some guy named Eyes Only."
"Yeah. So what that's good and everything but does that have to do with you showing up here out of breath?" Ella asked me like I was bringing up old news.
Zack cut in before I could say anything; "He might be able to locate the others or could at least help us out with the Lydecker situation."
"Exactly. I'm going to approach him tomorrow. But now I'm gonna eat." I walked over to the big tent opened it up and got out some cat food (for Camouflage) then some old potato chips.
I opened up the bag and began to eat my food. I was half way between saying 'ewwww' because it was stale, but I was almost going to say 'yummy' because I was so hungry. When I was done eating I opened the bag of cat food and opened my smaller tent and gave Cammo her food-which she ate gratefully.
I climbed in and got out of my damp clothes and changed into some dry ones. The clothes I picked were a pair of jeans with holes in the knees, and a blue tank top with a black sweatshirt over it.
Once I was finished I stepped outside with some rope. Looking around; and seeing no one, I jumped up into a tree and avoiding the branches I tied the rope tightly around the tree. Then I jumped over to the neighboring tree; and tied the rope around that tree.
"Hey, Matt, you want to toss up my clothes?" I called down. I was only about twelve feet above the ground so he had absolutely no trouble throwing them up to me.
I hung the wet clothes over the line and jumped back down just as Logan AKA Bonehead was coming up the trail. It was too close for comfort.
"Hi again!" Logan said before going into his camper.
When he was out of sight I turned back to Ella and Matt, "He is way too happy in the 'wilderness'." I stated while I slightly shook my head.
"Uh-huh." Matt said with an amused expression.
"Okay, listen I need some alone time, so I'll be back in a little bit." I said and climbed into my bike's tent.
Carefully I wheeled my ride out of the tent, took the trailer off, got my necessities, and began to ride out of the campsite. I found my way back into Anacortes, and then I had to look for the Store Grocery. I found it a little south of the town. It was probably on of the only stores that survived the pulse.
Half of the store was a café and the other half was a convenience store. I assumed that Logan and Thomas were going to be meeting at the café tomorrow at eleven o' clock. So now that I knew where this was taking place I figured that I needed to get to know the town a little better.
The town was surrounded by the sound and the heart of the town was mostly old Safeway stores, shutdown McDonalds's, and a marina AKA the Port of Anacortes. As you spread out onto the island you would find the suburban areas and if you were to spread out even more you would find various parks.
My favorite park was Washington Park. It had several trails and camping spots. But it also had a playground and a beach where we could go look for crabs (if we were ever to get that bored).
The park was closed off to anyone after dark so I had to hide my ride in the bushes and go in by foot. I had discovered the whole park in about an hour and a half. I had run all the way around the loop road. Too bad when the trail ended I was caught by security officers.
"Hey, girl, I have to ask you to leave, this is only opened up in the day!" He began to walk over to me.
"Okay let me just go and get my motorcycle and I'll be on my way." I began to walk to the bushes and fish my bike out of the bushes but the security guy stopped me.
"Yeah right, who can afford a good car of you age? I mean look at what you're wearing; holes in the knees of your pants?"
"So? I like to dress comfortably. Just let me go in there and get my ride and I'll be on my way." I started to go again but that guard put a hand on my shoulder.
"Do I need to escort you?" he warned.
"No, sir, but if you just let me go in ther-"
"Common where do your parents live?"
"I don't have any and if you would just let me get it out of there..."
"Common missy you're coming with me."
"No, I am not."
The security guard reached for his cuffs. It was time for me to take action. I flipped him over my shoulder and he hit the ground. Immediately he got up and he was grasping his gun.
I gave him a look saying you're nothing to me and kicked the gun out of his grasp, sending it flying into the air. I caught it and took it apart in about three, maybe five seconds.
The guard just stood there stunned.
"Now I'm going to get my bike out of there." I turned and started to the bush again but being the stupid guard he was, he tried to cuff me all the way and he actually succeeded to get one cuff over my wrist. I pulled out of his grip.
"Okay that's it, now I'm gonna kick some a$$!" I yelled getting a defensive stance up. He rushed at me, and at the very last moment I flipped up behind him and kicked him in the back with both of my feet. Then using him as leverage I reversed the direction of my flip and landed solidly on the ground.
Bogey guy instantly got up and began to rush at me again, but this time he arrogantly started to put up his fists. He made a very poor attempt to hit me in the face so I, almost lazily, caught it about eight inches away from my face.
"Common, why the heck won't you let me just get my bike?" I thrust the arm that had his fist forward, sending him flying into a nearby tree.
Bogey dude was still conscious, but he wouldn't be moving any time soon. I walked over to him showing the slight hint of the shakes as I always get after I get into a fight.
"What can I say?" I said with a very small smile, "I eat my spinach."
I stepped over to him, looked for the key for the cuffs, but I couldn't find them.
"Give me the keys to the cuffs."
He didn't say anything, nor do anything for that matter.
"Don't make me strip search you. And trust me I will if I have to."
Again he didn't do anything.
"Dang it...you just have to make things difficult don't you?" I said and struck my hand out so fast he didn't know what hit him.
"Now what is your name...I find this very difficult, to talk think and have to refer to you as 'Bogey guy'."
"D-D-Donald." He stuttered out at last followed by a small whimper.
How ironic; this man's name was exactly like my creators and I had just beaten the living crap out of him. "Okay now, Donald, where is the key?" Donald remand dormant.
"Holy freaking crap! Give me the key or I'll bust your head open." I tightened my grip on the collar of his shirt and shook him enough to let him know I was serious.
"It's on my belt. On the back."
I glared at him; he was telling the truth. I spun him around so forcefully that I knocked the wind out of him. Applying enough pressure with my foot I stepped on his back making sure that he wouldn't be going anywhere as long as I was standing there.
I glanced down and saw the key lying there on his belt. I unclipped it and undid my cuff. I removed my foot from his back and removed my restraint and threw them onto the ground.
I got into the bush and exited with my ride a second later. "I told you I had a motorcycle in there." I said as I straddled it. I gunned the engine and let it come to life. I let my subconscious guide me all the way back to camp.
When I got there I saw that Ella had gone out and gotten some carrots, beef, potatoes, aluminum foil, and some Johnny's. They had three foiled dinners in the fire. I pulled to a stop and climbed off.
"We made you one...they're not done yet, maybe another five minutes." Ella said happily.
"What happened when you were gone?" Matt asked me very suddenly.
"Nothing."
"I sense it...Zane and I both had a hint of Extrasensory Perception. You got in a fight with someone...and you whooped his a$$."
"Okay, I sneak into a park and had to hide my ride in some bushes, but right when I was about to leave a security guy stopped me and told me to get lost. I had told him that I just had to get my bike but he kept pushing me around. So finally I got sick of all the bull crap and kicked his butt."
Matt just nodded almost in a respectful manor. "How badly did you hurt him?" Ella asked finally saying something.
"He'll be fine in about three days."
A mouth-watering aroma covers the smell of our foiled dinners. "Ooooooh, that smells soooo good." I said. The smell seemed to make my stomach growl and give me a huge feeling that I was hungry. It also made me look for the direction the smell was coming from; it was Logan.
"If you ever have to kill him or if he's on the verge of dying, you just have to make him make us dinner or at least give us the cook book he uses." Ella said.
"Oh yeah...I totally agree." I practically had to keep slurping to keep the saliva off my chin.
We were silent while we waited for the grubbish to get done. That silent time let me think about what was going to happen tomorrow when we confronted Logan.
**// Geneva thinking to herself//**
Matt and I would be the ones to go...Ella would "get in the way of the objective". If we needed to we would use force. Just think about of it...when we approach him tomorrow he might request to sleep on it and turn us in, or he could do the total opposite; become allies.
If he turns us in we're screwed and he has one less ally and one more enemy. I highly doubt that he'll turn us in, because he's not only a do- gooder but what would that get him? He'd still have the corrupt world to deal with and on top of that he will...wait, if he does turn us in he would get something rewarding...each X5 is worth millions. Yeah sure he already looks pretty comfortable...but just like almost every norm out there; he's just in it for a dollar. He's a do-gooder right? Well then he'll help us out and something good will come out of this huge mess.
But that is a risk I'm willing to take.
For your second question I'm not sure if we're going to see Max. This kind of takes place north of Seattle on Fidalgo Island.I live there. Trust me if you ever are forced to live here for some reason move away ASAP it sucks here. Anyway this story is already written up to part 24 and up until then there is no Max. I'm sorry.
Anyway thank you for reading and replying and I'm sorry for the confusion. I'm glad you're enjoying this fic. And here's the next part.
Lydecker Plural
Part Eleven
What the heck was Eyes Only? Who was this man Bonehead was talking to? I was determined to find out.
"Really? Will your friend be up for the challenge? Washington was effected greatly by the pulse."
"Yes, my friend will be. He is a great computer hacker." Bonehead was lying. He wasn't talking about some friend, he was talking about himself; I have a specialty when it comes to lying and knowing when people lye.
"Logan, you're too optimistic."
"Do you want to help Eyes Only be created, or not?"
"Of course I do. I will help him with anything he needs."
"So, Thomas, do you want to have lunch together so you could give me some ideas on how to do this? Then I will transfer those ideas to Eye's Only."
"Where at?" Thomas asked raising an eyebrow.
"At the Store Grocery. At eleven o' clock."
Okay now I had a good lead. I decided to go back to camp knowing that Matt and Ella were probably getting the impression that Lydecker got a hold on me. I ran all the way there and when I got there Matt all ready had gotten a fire started.
"What's wrong?" Ella asked when I showed up breathless.
"Nothing, but you know the Bonehead guy? He his planning to make Washington less corrupted." I paused, "He and some guy named Eyes Only."
"Yeah. So what that's good and everything but does that have to do with you showing up here out of breath?" Ella asked me like I was bringing up old news.
Zack cut in before I could say anything; "He might be able to locate the others or could at least help us out with the Lydecker situation."
"Exactly. I'm going to approach him tomorrow. But now I'm gonna eat." I walked over to the big tent opened it up and got out some cat food (for Camouflage) then some old potato chips.
I opened up the bag and began to eat my food. I was half way between saying 'ewwww' because it was stale, but I was almost going to say 'yummy' because I was so hungry. When I was done eating I opened the bag of cat food and opened my smaller tent and gave Cammo her food-which she ate gratefully.
I climbed in and got out of my damp clothes and changed into some dry ones. The clothes I picked were a pair of jeans with holes in the knees, and a blue tank top with a black sweatshirt over it.
Once I was finished I stepped outside with some rope. Looking around; and seeing no one, I jumped up into a tree and avoiding the branches I tied the rope tightly around the tree. Then I jumped over to the neighboring tree; and tied the rope around that tree.
"Hey, Matt, you want to toss up my clothes?" I called down. I was only about twelve feet above the ground so he had absolutely no trouble throwing them up to me.
I hung the wet clothes over the line and jumped back down just as Logan AKA Bonehead was coming up the trail. It was too close for comfort.
"Hi again!" Logan said before going into his camper.
When he was out of sight I turned back to Ella and Matt, "He is way too happy in the 'wilderness'." I stated while I slightly shook my head.
"Uh-huh." Matt said with an amused expression.
"Okay, listen I need some alone time, so I'll be back in a little bit." I said and climbed into my bike's tent.
Carefully I wheeled my ride out of the tent, took the trailer off, got my necessities, and began to ride out of the campsite. I found my way back into Anacortes, and then I had to look for the Store Grocery. I found it a little south of the town. It was probably on of the only stores that survived the pulse.
Half of the store was a café and the other half was a convenience store. I assumed that Logan and Thomas were going to be meeting at the café tomorrow at eleven o' clock. So now that I knew where this was taking place I figured that I needed to get to know the town a little better.
The town was surrounded by the sound and the heart of the town was mostly old Safeway stores, shutdown McDonalds's, and a marina AKA the Port of Anacortes. As you spread out onto the island you would find the suburban areas and if you were to spread out even more you would find various parks.
My favorite park was Washington Park. It had several trails and camping spots. But it also had a playground and a beach where we could go look for crabs (if we were ever to get that bored).
The park was closed off to anyone after dark so I had to hide my ride in the bushes and go in by foot. I had discovered the whole park in about an hour and a half. I had run all the way around the loop road. Too bad when the trail ended I was caught by security officers.
"Hey, girl, I have to ask you to leave, this is only opened up in the day!" He began to walk over to me.
"Okay let me just go and get my motorcycle and I'll be on my way." I began to walk to the bushes and fish my bike out of the bushes but the security guy stopped me.
"Yeah right, who can afford a good car of you age? I mean look at what you're wearing; holes in the knees of your pants?"
"So? I like to dress comfortably. Just let me go in there and get my ride and I'll be on my way." I started to go again but that guard put a hand on my shoulder.
"Do I need to escort you?" he warned.
"No, sir, but if you just let me go in ther-"
"Common where do your parents live?"
"I don't have any and if you would just let me get it out of there..."
"Common missy you're coming with me."
"No, I am not."
The security guard reached for his cuffs. It was time for me to take action. I flipped him over my shoulder and he hit the ground. Immediately he got up and he was grasping his gun.
I gave him a look saying you're nothing to me and kicked the gun out of his grasp, sending it flying into the air. I caught it and took it apart in about three, maybe five seconds.
The guard just stood there stunned.
"Now I'm going to get my bike out of there." I turned and started to the bush again but being the stupid guard he was, he tried to cuff me all the way and he actually succeeded to get one cuff over my wrist. I pulled out of his grip.
"Okay that's it, now I'm gonna kick some a$$!" I yelled getting a defensive stance up. He rushed at me, and at the very last moment I flipped up behind him and kicked him in the back with both of my feet. Then using him as leverage I reversed the direction of my flip and landed solidly on the ground.
Bogey guy instantly got up and began to rush at me again, but this time he arrogantly started to put up his fists. He made a very poor attempt to hit me in the face so I, almost lazily, caught it about eight inches away from my face.
"Common, why the heck won't you let me just get my bike?" I thrust the arm that had his fist forward, sending him flying into a nearby tree.
Bogey dude was still conscious, but he wouldn't be moving any time soon. I walked over to him showing the slight hint of the shakes as I always get after I get into a fight.
"What can I say?" I said with a very small smile, "I eat my spinach."
I stepped over to him, looked for the key for the cuffs, but I couldn't find them.
"Give me the keys to the cuffs."
He didn't say anything, nor do anything for that matter.
"Don't make me strip search you. And trust me I will if I have to."
Again he didn't do anything.
"Dang it...you just have to make things difficult don't you?" I said and struck my hand out so fast he didn't know what hit him.
"Now what is your name...I find this very difficult, to talk think and have to refer to you as 'Bogey guy'."
"D-D-Donald." He stuttered out at last followed by a small whimper.
How ironic; this man's name was exactly like my creators and I had just beaten the living crap out of him. "Okay now, Donald, where is the key?" Donald remand dormant.
"Holy freaking crap! Give me the key or I'll bust your head open." I tightened my grip on the collar of his shirt and shook him enough to let him know I was serious.
"It's on my belt. On the back."
I glared at him; he was telling the truth. I spun him around so forcefully that I knocked the wind out of him. Applying enough pressure with my foot I stepped on his back making sure that he wouldn't be going anywhere as long as I was standing there.
I glanced down and saw the key lying there on his belt. I unclipped it and undid my cuff. I removed my foot from his back and removed my restraint and threw them onto the ground.
I got into the bush and exited with my ride a second later. "I told you I had a motorcycle in there." I said as I straddled it. I gunned the engine and let it come to life. I let my subconscious guide me all the way back to camp.
When I got there I saw that Ella had gone out and gotten some carrots, beef, potatoes, aluminum foil, and some Johnny's. They had three foiled dinners in the fire. I pulled to a stop and climbed off.
"We made you one...they're not done yet, maybe another five minutes." Ella said happily.
"What happened when you were gone?" Matt asked me very suddenly.
"Nothing."
"I sense it...Zane and I both had a hint of Extrasensory Perception. You got in a fight with someone...and you whooped his a$$."
"Okay, I sneak into a park and had to hide my ride in some bushes, but right when I was about to leave a security guy stopped me and told me to get lost. I had told him that I just had to get my bike but he kept pushing me around. So finally I got sick of all the bull crap and kicked his butt."
Matt just nodded almost in a respectful manor. "How badly did you hurt him?" Ella asked finally saying something.
"He'll be fine in about three days."
A mouth-watering aroma covers the smell of our foiled dinners. "Ooooooh, that smells soooo good." I said. The smell seemed to make my stomach growl and give me a huge feeling that I was hungry. It also made me look for the direction the smell was coming from; it was Logan.
"If you ever have to kill him or if he's on the verge of dying, you just have to make him make us dinner or at least give us the cook book he uses." Ella said.
"Oh yeah...I totally agree." I practically had to keep slurping to keep the saliva off my chin.
We were silent while we waited for the grubbish to get done. That silent time let me think about what was going to happen tomorrow when we confronted Logan.
**// Geneva thinking to herself//**
Matt and I would be the ones to go...Ella would "get in the way of the objective". If we needed to we would use force. Just think about of it...when we approach him tomorrow he might request to sleep on it and turn us in, or he could do the total opposite; become allies.
If he turns us in we're screwed and he has one less ally and one more enemy. I highly doubt that he'll turn us in, because he's not only a do- gooder but what would that get him? He'd still have the corrupt world to deal with and on top of that he will...wait, if he does turn us in he would get something rewarding...each X5 is worth millions. Yeah sure he already looks pretty comfortable...but just like almost every norm out there; he's just in it for a dollar. He's a do-gooder right? Well then he'll help us out and something good will come out of this huge mess.
But that is a risk I'm willing to take.