DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of these characters; they are the brilliant
creation and property of James Cameron, FOX etc. I do own Faith and some
minor characters, but you know the rest.
SPOILERS: Takes place after Freak Nation - the imaginary season 3.
Chapter Eight:
"How can you say he is a good leader?", Logan angrily demanded of Max, "You saw what he did in the training centre today, in front of all those kids. He's teaching them that it is okay to be violent and vicious. He is bad role model!" "Logan stop! He is operating no different to I would. They aren't kids, they are soldiers, no matter how hard I fight that's what we are, what we were made to be. They need to learn how to be all that they can. Alec is a perfect role model for them", Max snapped back at the older man. "They aren't at Mantecore anymore Max. They need to learn how to exist in the real world. To be normal." "They are normal. And this is the real world for them, not out there - they don't want us. We can only be what we were designed to be." "You survived out there okay." "By pretending to be something I'm not. And it nearly killed me constantly having to run, to lie, to deny who I am." Logan reached out and touched her shoulder, "Max, try and see this from my eyes. Those kids need to learn how to act like normal people, and that's just not going to happen with Alec as CO." "Just stop. What's wrong with you? Why cant you just be grateful for everything he has done. Not just for Terminal City and the transgenics, but for me too. He has always watched my back." "More like your ass", Logan muttered in response and Max eyed him icily, before slapping him, "Get out. Leave. I don't know you anymore, you've become bitter and selfish. I don't want to ever see you in Terminal City again...I don't want to see you again." "You're asking me to leave? But Max, I love you." She looked at him, her eyes full of hurt and she struggled to find the right words to say, "Sometimes love isn't enough." He looked at her defeated, turned and left. Max watched him exit and collapsed onto her knees, tears rolling down her face.
Alec ran through the unexplored streets of Terminal City, his feet beating on the road, heart pounding in his chest, as he zigzagged back and forth. His breaths came out in great gusts as he sped on. He looked frantically around, eyes wild and anxious, before continuing on his hasty race. A blur pummelled into him, knocking him over. He fell onto his back in astonishment as his attacker covered his face in kisses. He reached for the breathtaking creature on top of him, but she laughed and whispered in his ear, "You're it!", before running off. A sly smile crossed his face and he sat up, "Faith..." He blurred after her, the adrenaline pushing him after her. He caught her along the perimeter gate, the side none had been to. He wrapped his arms around her waist and nuzzled her neck affectionately. Faith pointed at the row of abandoned buildings along the fence, "There are so many here. More than enough to fix up and make a perfect city." Alec nodded as they strolled along the street, still hugging her from behind. He gestured in front of them, directing Faith to follow his gaze, "Look, a firehouse.", He reached into his pocket for his cell phone, "Dix? Hey. We're on the unestablished perimeter. Send a clean up team of transgenics and a team of grunters, there's a lot to do here." He put the phone back into his pocket, turning Faith around so that she faced him, "Well I think our mission is complete for today. I'd like to extend an invitation for you to join me for a romantic picnic lunch." She smiled and kissed him, then placed her hand in his, her eyes dazzling with joy, "There's nothing I'd like more."
Alec looked at Faith lying naked in his arms, she was sleeping so serenely and he felt as though he could spend the rest of his life caught in that moment. Her kissed her eyelid and caressed the bite mark on her neck lovingly with his fingers. Looking at the clock, he kissed her softly and untangled himself from her. As he dressed, he stared back at her, his eyes taking in the sight of her. She was perfection. She was a beauty which he could not comprehend, in someone so young and seemingly innocent. He smiled to himself and left the room silently.
Chapter Eight:
"How can you say he is a good leader?", Logan angrily demanded of Max, "You saw what he did in the training centre today, in front of all those kids. He's teaching them that it is okay to be violent and vicious. He is bad role model!" "Logan stop! He is operating no different to I would. They aren't kids, they are soldiers, no matter how hard I fight that's what we are, what we were made to be. They need to learn how to be all that they can. Alec is a perfect role model for them", Max snapped back at the older man. "They aren't at Mantecore anymore Max. They need to learn how to exist in the real world. To be normal." "They are normal. And this is the real world for them, not out there - they don't want us. We can only be what we were designed to be." "You survived out there okay." "By pretending to be something I'm not. And it nearly killed me constantly having to run, to lie, to deny who I am." Logan reached out and touched her shoulder, "Max, try and see this from my eyes. Those kids need to learn how to act like normal people, and that's just not going to happen with Alec as CO." "Just stop. What's wrong with you? Why cant you just be grateful for everything he has done. Not just for Terminal City and the transgenics, but for me too. He has always watched my back." "More like your ass", Logan muttered in response and Max eyed him icily, before slapping him, "Get out. Leave. I don't know you anymore, you've become bitter and selfish. I don't want to ever see you in Terminal City again...I don't want to see you again." "You're asking me to leave? But Max, I love you." She looked at him, her eyes full of hurt and she struggled to find the right words to say, "Sometimes love isn't enough." He looked at her defeated, turned and left. Max watched him exit and collapsed onto her knees, tears rolling down her face.
Alec ran through the unexplored streets of Terminal City, his feet beating on the road, heart pounding in his chest, as he zigzagged back and forth. His breaths came out in great gusts as he sped on. He looked frantically around, eyes wild and anxious, before continuing on his hasty race. A blur pummelled into him, knocking him over. He fell onto his back in astonishment as his attacker covered his face in kisses. He reached for the breathtaking creature on top of him, but she laughed and whispered in his ear, "You're it!", before running off. A sly smile crossed his face and he sat up, "Faith..." He blurred after her, the adrenaline pushing him after her. He caught her along the perimeter gate, the side none had been to. He wrapped his arms around her waist and nuzzled her neck affectionately. Faith pointed at the row of abandoned buildings along the fence, "There are so many here. More than enough to fix up and make a perfect city." Alec nodded as they strolled along the street, still hugging her from behind. He gestured in front of them, directing Faith to follow his gaze, "Look, a firehouse.", He reached into his pocket for his cell phone, "Dix? Hey. We're on the unestablished perimeter. Send a clean up team of transgenics and a team of grunters, there's a lot to do here." He put the phone back into his pocket, turning Faith around so that she faced him, "Well I think our mission is complete for today. I'd like to extend an invitation for you to join me for a romantic picnic lunch." She smiled and kissed him, then placed her hand in his, her eyes dazzling with joy, "There's nothing I'd like more."
Alec looked at Faith lying naked in his arms, she was sleeping so serenely and he felt as though he could spend the rest of his life caught in that moment. Her kissed her eyelid and caressed the bite mark on her neck lovingly with his fingers. Looking at the clock, he kissed her softly and untangled himself from her. As he dressed, he stared back at her, his eyes taking in the sight of her. She was perfection. She was a beauty which he could not comprehend, in someone so young and seemingly innocent. He smiled to himself and left the room silently.