Outside, Alec was getting anxious. An hour had passed and still no word from Talia. Max had called him 4 times already, all times telling him to be patient and not to leave. What the hell was going on in there? Was Talia ok?
He should have gone in there instead, why had he been so weak? If anything happened to her it was his fault.
He desperately wanted to call her but knew he couldn't. If White heard the ring tone, Talia would be history.
No, he'd just have to do what Max said and wait it out. At least for a little longer.
* * *
Ring ring….ring ring… Alecs phone called to him at last, and brought him awkwardly out of his daze. At first he almost didn't believe it, he had wanted it to ring so much that when it finally did, he was sure it was just his mind playing tricks on him.
"Hello"? He spoke into the mouthpiece and prayed that it wasn't just Max ready to dish out more orders.
"Alec"
The voice whispered, and Alec could tell that whoever it was, they were frightened and yet…almost exhilarated.
"Talia?" He asked.
"Alec, I'm ok, but I'm kinda trapped here…Anyway, it's too dangerous for you to be waiting around outside for me so…you should take off"
Alec couldn't believe it. He had been crouching in the garden for hours now. A quick glance at his watch told him that the time was now nearing 4am.
"Talia what's going on in there? Are you sure you're safe?" He said anxiously, not wanting to leave but willing to do whatever she thought was best.
Talia, decided to lie to Alec, she just wanted him out of danger and fast. The conversation downstairs had died down completely; she thought that maybe Otto had even gone to bed. White would do the same any second now, and since he was already dressed for bed, he wouldn't be needing anything from his closet anytime soon.
Another flush crept into her cheeks as she remembered beholding White, naked.
"Talia, what's happening?" Alec said again.
"Yes, I'm fine. I'm well hidden don't worry. I'll meet up with you at Terminal city ok"
Alec began to protest but Talia cut him off.
* * *
As another 2 hours slipped by, White had eventually returned to his room and fallen asleep. Talia was still in hiding and found White's even breathing, strangely comforting. She no longer felt like a person awaiting their impending doom, but more like woman, contently watching her lover as he slept.
The colour of night had faded, and eased into an eerie shade of blue. It was now time to depart. If only she could have been sure that he would not awake, Talia may have even kissed White's brow as she left. Well probably not, however, the thought certainly did play on her mind.
She weaved her way through the seemingly endless supply of White's black suits that was his wardrobe, and widened the crack between the two doors till she was sure it would accommodate her. The she silently left the room. Talia may have had exquisite hearing, but even she didn't hear White's eye lids, as they shot open. He had known that someone had been in his house, and he had been waiting for him or her to make a move to escape. With the speed and grace that comes only from being a viciously trained killer, White removed himself from his bed and followed down the hall.
* * *
Feeling like a criminal once more, Talia, deciding to play into the look, rolled down her balaclava, which she had rolled up into a hat, and adjusted the eye holes. When that was done, she made her way downstairs.
She rounded the corner, and was about to head on to the back door, when she spotted another phone.
Since she had spent so much time in the closet, she hadn't been able to plant the last two bugs. Now was her chance!
She lifted the phone and was about to reach into her bag when something struck her hard in the back.
Before she could do anything about it, her assailant grabbed her by her clothes, and with the forced of an automobile, threw her hard against the wall.
"Game over 452, and guess what? Looks like I win…and this time, you will die like a good little soldier" White finished, and a smile spread itself across his lips. This was it! The moment he had been waiting for!
Otto entered the hall, his gun raised, to hold White's back.
"Sir, I have you covered," He said
But White wasn't listening. He couldn't believe his luck, he had Max and he hadn't even had to put in any effort whatsoever! 452 had slipped up and now it was her time to…
"What a minute" He exclaimed, noticing a tuft of red hair, erupt like lava from under the balaclava and fall around the girls neck.
White was stuck dumb, what if he was wrong. Not just about this girl not being Max, but what if she wasn't a transgenic at all?
What if she was nothing more than just another one of the lowly street kid scum, that made up most of this run down city's population?
He couldn't let Otto see him kill an innocent, at least, not yet.
He shifted his grip and gently began to turn the intruder around.
"Otto, not until I give the word" He said condescendingly.
"Now, let's see who you are…"
White reached up and took a fold of material between his fingers, and pulled lightly. More red hair spilled from beneath and White pulled on it, just incase it was a wig, and this really was Max.
Talia's air passage had shrunk due to the tension of the situation. She was trying to take in deep breaths and to calm her hammering heartbeat. White was still turning her around, and now there was nothing stopping him from seeing her face. She couldn't let that happen! She wouldn't!
She flung herself around to White and did the only thing she could think of to protect her identity.
She grabbed the sides of his face between her strong hands, and kissed him roughly on the mouth.
The kiss, though dispassionate and irate, was neither uncomfortable nor unpleasant for either party. There may not have been 'love' or anything like, but there certainly was something. Some type of, pent up electric heat, that burned from mouth to mouth and surged its way to the center of their very beings.
When she was sure that she had given him enough to leave him stupefied, Talia threw white hard to the floor and before Otto could let out a round, kicked the phone table into his face. Wood splintered everywhere, as Otto, in fright, let off a single bullet at the table before it made contact with him.
Talia used this opportunity to make a run for the front door, and after kicking it out, tore off down the street, to the safety of Max's ninja.
* * *
Back inside, White could hear the Ninja as it speed away. He breathed heavily and wiped the corner of his lip, where in her haste, Talia had caught him on the side of her tooth. He tasted the blood and found it deliciously warm, with an iron essence that he savoured.
Beside him, Otto was getting up and brushing off the wooden splinters from his borrowed clothes. He was oddly silent, and instead, kept looking over to White.
"Let's get this place cleaned up," White said, quickly tiring of Otto's questioning stares.
There was now no doubt about it; the girl had definitely been transgenic.
As White got up off the floor, and began gathering splinters of wood in his hands, he noticed something lying on the floor, not 4 feet away. Checking to make sure that Otto wasn't watching, he walked over to the fallen object and picked it up.
He recognised it instantly. It was an old photo of him and Wendy, on their wedding day. Even though he had never really loved Wendy, seeing a picture of her again left a strange imprint on White's soul. He thought back to happier times. Times when he had been that strong, proud man in the picture, and when the world had seemed to be at his beck and call. Times when he had had a family, a son…a wife…Familiar, he may be, but he was still a man. And the urges that Talia's kiss had awoken within him were stronger than any he had felt before. As he dropped the photo to the ground, and watched as the speckles of glass, scattered like hail on a stormy night, White realised that he was changing, that he had changed. A powerful lusting was coursing through his body, replicating and growing like a tumour, and with every new cell it overtook, the will to deny it began to dissolve.
He now had a new plan. Oh, he would still devote his attentions to finding Max and his son, but now…his attentions would be shared with finding that girl and maybe with her help, he could be the man he once was.
AN: Exciting huh? Thought I should just mention, that that last scene was what started this whole crazy story. When I began, I just had this image in my head of what White would do, if he caught a transgenic girl in his house, and upon capturing her, she kissed him. Lol