Sister Game
-She shouldn't have. But she did, and wether you like it or not, you're involved.- Logan/Hit a sista back
Summary: What if Tinga survived her treatment and was still alive? M/L, T/C, cure for the virus eventually.
Disclaimer: I don't own 'em.
Spoilers/Timeframe: Radar Love
A/N: And the game continues.... The Flashbacks pretty much are filled with Manticore.
I want to thank my beta-reader JoJo, for weeding the crap out of this thing, and correcting my mistakes.
~*~ Means Flashback.
Things in italics are thoughts, and if they're in between ~*~ it's a flashback.
~~~~~~~~ Means scene change.
Chapter #4 - Never ending story
Tinga tucked Case in for the night, ignoring the sound of rain falling outside. So far it hadn't been dry for more then two hours, so it wasn't all that surprising that hell was breaking loose in the clouds.
"Mommy, story." Tinga smiled.
"Well, what story do you want to hear?" She said, pretty much already knowing the answer.
"The story about the Princess, did anything happen to her family." Tinga nodded, and started talking.
"The evil king used a trick to get her to the castle again..."
~*~
"What did he say?" Tinga asked.
"He will give a cure for this if you turn yourself in." It was as if the world stopped at the end of the sentence. No one said anything for a long time, but finally Tinga spoke up.
"Make the call."
~*~
"Bad things were done to her."
~*~
"Why isn't she responding?" The Blonde woman spoke.
"She's a fighter." The technician fiddled with the keys a little more, and Tinga felt pain going through her body. She wanted to scream, but her vocal cords didn't respond. She'd never been this afraid before, but fear was going through her, as she looked down.
~*~
"Her brothers and sisters tried to help her out of the evil castle, only to be brought back themselves."
~*~
There was movement, she sensed it. Even thought her heart was taking it's last beats, she saw flashes of black moving around. The guy behind the controls was suddenly on the floor, and the flash of blackness moved on.
'Break me out.', she silently begged. As if the flash heard her wish, shattering of glass was heard. Light filled her line of vision, she heard mumbles and sobs, but her heart took it's last beat.
~*~
"There was a slave of the king, who helped her run again."
~*~
She opened her eyes, staring straight into the face of a young doctor.
"Stay, I'm going to help you out of here." Tinga wondered if this wasn't a trick.
"How do I know if I can trust you?" The man smiled.
"You don't." Was all he gave her, before leaving the room.
~*~
"After she ran away, she searched for her family."
~*~
"Have you got any clue where they moved to?" Tinga asked the elderly woman.
"No, Penny, honestly, one moment they were her, the next moment they were gone." Tinga turned around and looked at her old home.
~*~
"Eventually she found them."
~*~
A small lamp dimly illuminated the small room. In front of the window shadows where moving Tinga caught a glimpse of the man's face and nearly choked on her breath.
After all this time, they were in Portland. She started climbing up, smiling.
~*~
"And they were together once again."
"Beautiful, just beautiful." A very welcomed voice said. Tinga spun around, finding her baby sister standing in the doorframe.
"What, you don't like my stories?" She stated in a playful tone.
"You always make things sound so happy, and, well...." Max stopped in the middle of her sentence as Tinga pulled her into a hug.
"Maybe they are Maxie." Pulling apart Max observed the small room. Case was looking at them with widened eyes.
"Let's continue this talk downstairs." Tinga said, gesturing towards the door. Max followed, smiling.
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A/N: Okay, I know people are ready to kill me for the non-action chapters, but I need to do these things... The reunion thing was HARD! Oh, and my reason for not posting so long? I had a vacation and a computer crash.
-She shouldn't have. But she did, and wether you like it or not, you're involved.- Logan/Hit a sista back
Summary: What if Tinga survived her treatment and was still alive? M/L, T/C, cure for the virus eventually.
Disclaimer: I don't own 'em.
Spoilers/Timeframe: Radar Love
A/N: And the game continues.... The Flashbacks pretty much are filled with Manticore.
I want to thank my beta-reader JoJo, for weeding the crap out of this thing, and correcting my mistakes.
~*~ Means Flashback.
Things in italics are thoughts, and if they're in between ~*~ it's a flashback.
~~~~~~~~ Means scene change.
Chapter #4 - Never ending story
Tinga tucked Case in for the night, ignoring the sound of rain falling outside. So far it hadn't been dry for more then two hours, so it wasn't all that surprising that hell was breaking loose in the clouds.
"Mommy, story." Tinga smiled.
"Well, what story do you want to hear?" She said, pretty much already knowing the answer.
"The story about the Princess, did anything happen to her family." Tinga nodded, and started talking.
"The evil king used a trick to get her to the castle again..."
~*~
"What did he say?" Tinga asked.
"He will give a cure for this if you turn yourself in." It was as if the world stopped at the end of the sentence. No one said anything for a long time, but finally Tinga spoke up.
"Make the call."
~*~
"Bad things were done to her."
~*~
"Why isn't she responding?" The Blonde woman spoke.
"She's a fighter." The technician fiddled with the keys a little more, and Tinga felt pain going through her body. She wanted to scream, but her vocal cords didn't respond. She'd never been this afraid before, but fear was going through her, as she looked down.
~*~
"Her brothers and sisters tried to help her out of the evil castle, only to be brought back themselves."
~*~
There was movement, she sensed it. Even thought her heart was taking it's last beats, she saw flashes of black moving around. The guy behind the controls was suddenly on the floor, and the flash of blackness moved on.
'Break me out.', she silently begged. As if the flash heard her wish, shattering of glass was heard. Light filled her line of vision, she heard mumbles and sobs, but her heart took it's last beat.
~*~
"There was a slave of the king, who helped her run again."
~*~
She opened her eyes, staring straight into the face of a young doctor.
"Stay, I'm going to help you out of here." Tinga wondered if this wasn't a trick.
"How do I know if I can trust you?" The man smiled.
"You don't." Was all he gave her, before leaving the room.
~*~
"After she ran away, she searched for her family."
~*~
"Have you got any clue where they moved to?" Tinga asked the elderly woman.
"No, Penny, honestly, one moment they were her, the next moment they were gone." Tinga turned around and looked at her old home.
~*~
"Eventually she found them."
~*~
A small lamp dimly illuminated the small room. In front of the window shadows where moving Tinga caught a glimpse of the man's face and nearly choked on her breath.
After all this time, they were in Portland. She started climbing up, smiling.
~*~
"And they were together once again."
"Beautiful, just beautiful." A very welcomed voice said. Tinga spun around, finding her baby sister standing in the doorframe.
"What, you don't like my stories?" She stated in a playful tone.
"You always make things sound so happy, and, well...." Max stopped in the middle of her sentence as Tinga pulled her into a hug.
"Maybe they are Maxie." Pulling apart Max observed the small room. Case was looking at them with widened eyes.
"Let's continue this talk downstairs." Tinga said, gesturing towards the door. Max followed, smiling.
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A/N: Okay, I know people are ready to kill me for the non-action chapters, but I need to do these things... The reunion thing was HARD! Oh, and my reason for not posting so long? I had a vacation and a computer crash.