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 Twenty:
"How'd it go?", Alec asked Max, as she swung a leg off her Ninja. She smiled satisfactorily at him, "Better than I remember. That much power between my legs, it felt great." Alec raised his eyebrow suggestively at her and the two headed towards the training centre. Inside, surveying the scene, they could see transgenics matched up and sparring, perfecting their already flawless techniques. Seeing their commanding officer, all stopped and saluted. Alec shook his head, he hated that, but they craved the conformity and discipline. Mantecore had made them that way after seeing what trouble independence had brought with the X5s. He saluted back and they all continued as they were. A year had passed since Alec had first ventured out after the battle. Max had been really careful what she said around him, but he seemed reasonably pleasant. Things in Terminal City were organised like any other city, everyone was getting along well, working hard - they all had their own roles to play. Faith's money in her bank account had only been used about a sixth into the total, most of that had been spent on luxury items, such as televisions and computers. Beer. And a pool table. And an actual pool. But it had also been used to but beds, couches etc. Everything to make the city home.
Over the year, Alec had allowed heists to still take place, wanting to prolong the use of Faith's money for emergencies. It was a mammoth amount, but like all good things it would eventually end. And anyway, he had everyone climbing over one another at the opportunity to go out into the world. It wasn't that life here was so bad, just that transgenics - especially X's - get restless, especially since they no longer had Mantecore breathing down their necks. The transgenics were also apt to growing their own food, being in touch with the earth made them forget that they were really distanced from it. They had even a small stock of cows, chickens and pigs. Life in Terminal City was satisfyingly enjoyable. All were training hard, despite not having been called up to duty again, but that was something Alec was grateful for. Max looked at the handsome male next to her. She had been puzzling for the past year how to tell him of her feelings, something she just couldn't bring herself to do. She had to tell him she loved him, or at least felt something more than she ever did with Logan. She had to do it soon too, or she never would. Or she's lose her chance.
Earlier that week, Max had overheard two X6's talking to one another, "I think that every girl here would (giggle), why wouldn't they!" "I know! 494, he's just... perfect. He was always the best at everything back at Mantecore. Remember how much we were all crossing our fingers for him to be our breeding partner?" "Yeah but he was paired up with an '09 rogue. I was so disappointed, we all were. Nobody understood why that match had been made."
"He's been single awhile now (giggle)." "Yeah but that last one really tore him apart. I was so jealous of her! That sexy accent and the genes that girl was given. All the guys told me that she was seriously the best they had ever seen. And the bad thing was you couldn't hate her coz she was so sweet and a good fighter." "And she made him the happiest I have ever seen him. The perfect couple (sigh) the perfect specimen...and whata man. Alec, mmm..." There was a shriek of laughter and the two girls doubled over in a fit of giggles.
"Alec?", Max looked over at him, his beautifully chiselled jaw set straight ahead as his eyes were fixed on his beloved boob tube. She licked her lips as her eyes tranced the contours of his face. He didn't look away from the television, "Uh?" "Can we talk a minute?" "Uh." She sighed, he wasn't listening. She moved along the couch towards him, eying him nervously. His program finished and he yawned, looking down at his watch, "I'm off, dead tired. Some of us aren't blessed with Shark DNA. Night Maxie." Alec stood and the pile of paper next to fill fell to the floor. He swore and leaned down to gather them. Max rushed to the ground to help him, brushing her hand against his. She let it rest on his and he looked up in almost shock, more confusion. Max leaned in to kiss him...
Chapter Twenty:
"How'd it go?", Alec asked Max, as she swung a leg off her Ninja. She smiled satisfactorily at him, "Better than I remember. That much power between my legs, it felt great." Alec raised his eyebrow suggestively at her and the two headed towards the training centre. Inside, surveying the scene, they could see transgenics matched up and sparring, perfecting their already flawless techniques. Seeing their commanding officer, all stopped and saluted. Alec shook his head, he hated that, but they craved the conformity and discipline. Mantecore had made them that way after seeing what trouble independence had brought with the X5s. He saluted back and they all continued as they were. A year had passed since Alec had first ventured out after the battle. Max had been really careful what she said around him, but he seemed reasonably pleasant. Things in Terminal City were organised like any other city, everyone was getting along well, working hard - they all had their own roles to play. Faith's money in her bank account had only been used about a sixth into the total, most of that had been spent on luxury items, such as televisions and computers. Beer. And a pool table. And an actual pool. But it had also been used to but beds, couches etc. Everything to make the city home.
Over the year, Alec had allowed heists to still take place, wanting to prolong the use of Faith's money for emergencies. It was a mammoth amount, but like all good things it would eventually end. And anyway, he had everyone climbing over one another at the opportunity to go out into the world. It wasn't that life here was so bad, just that transgenics - especially X's - get restless, especially since they no longer had Mantecore breathing down their necks. The transgenics were also apt to growing their own food, being in touch with the earth made them forget that they were really distanced from it. They had even a small stock of cows, chickens and pigs. Life in Terminal City was satisfyingly enjoyable. All were training hard, despite not having been called up to duty again, but that was something Alec was grateful for. Max looked at the handsome male next to her. She had been puzzling for the past year how to tell him of her feelings, something she just couldn't bring herself to do. She had to tell him she loved him, or at least felt something more than she ever did with Logan. She had to do it soon too, or she never would. Or she's lose her chance.
Earlier that week, Max had overheard two X6's talking to one another, "I think that every girl here would (giggle), why wouldn't they!" "I know! 494, he's just... perfect. He was always the best at everything back at Mantecore. Remember how much we were all crossing our fingers for him to be our breeding partner?" "Yeah but he was paired up with an '09 rogue. I was so disappointed, we all were. Nobody understood why that match had been made."
"He's been single awhile now (giggle)." "Yeah but that last one really tore him apart. I was so jealous of her! That sexy accent and the genes that girl was given. All the guys told me that she was seriously the best they had ever seen. And the bad thing was you couldn't hate her coz she was so sweet and a good fighter." "And she made him the happiest I have ever seen him. The perfect couple (sigh) the perfect specimen...and whata man. Alec, mmm..." There was a shriek of laughter and the two girls doubled over in a fit of giggles.
"Alec?", Max looked over at him, his beautifully chiselled jaw set straight ahead as his eyes were fixed on his beloved boob tube. She licked her lips as her eyes tranced the contours of his face. He didn't look away from the television, "Uh?" "Can we talk a minute?" "Uh." She sighed, he wasn't listening. She moved along the couch towards him, eying him nervously. His program finished and he yawned, looking down at his watch, "I'm off, dead tired. Some of us aren't blessed with Shark DNA. Night Maxie." Alec stood and the pile of paper next to fill fell to the floor. He swore and leaned down to gather them. Max rushed to the ground to help him, brushing her hand against his. She let it rest on his and he looked up in almost shock, more confusion. Max leaned in to kiss him...