Spoilers: This is the first sequel story to Shattered trust
and whispered confessions. It is set after Hello Goodbye and
might reveal bits and pieces of the series from then on.
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone
Authors Note: If you really want to understand this story and enjoy it, then be sure to read the original part one.
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CHAPTER SEVEN:
Flashback:
"Tell me, 494, have you been in contact with this girl? We know that you were breeding partners back at Manticore."
"It was just a summer fling."
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Seattle; Jampony; 4th September 2022
"Maxie, special delivery sector 8."
She frowned at Normal and he took the opportunity to throw an awkwardly bulky package at her,
"Bip!"
"Get someone else to do it, I'm going home."
"No I don't think so missy-miss. This is one I am sure you'll like to take, you were asked specially."
She smiled, understanding what he meant and Normal took a nervous step backwards. Still grinning, she mounted her bike holding the package with ease,
*Alec! He's back. I get to see Alec!*
She rode out throwing a carefree wave at Original Cindy and with a quick glance at the package, rode off as fast as possible to her destination.
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Seattle; 'Chambers Building'; Sector 8; 4th September 2022
Dust covered the warehouse-building floor in a thick paste and Max wrinkled her nose in distaste as she searched around for a glimpse of humanity,
"Hello...Alec?"
Her voice echoed and she took a step forward, putting down the package and allowing her eyes to adjust to the darkening area,
"Hello? Really not the most patient person you got here."
The dust caught in her nose and she sneezed, throwing herself forward a few steps. Max blinked in surprise, she'd never sneezed before. Looking down at the floor, she noticed several steps lightly pressed into the dust, she took another step forward,
"Not funny. The joke's over! Just come out coz I'm leaving. I should kick your ass for disappearing on me in the first place."
She pouted and took another step forward, sneezing again. She held her hand up to her face and looked at it in astonishment at the way it seemed so hazy and undefined, even to her super-heightened eyes. She waved it back and forth, before stilling it. Her head suddenly felt heavy and she wobbled slightly on the spot,
"What the?"
She blacked out before her next sneeze sent her crashing through the wooden floor.
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"Well you got here before even I thought you would! I like that, punctuality is a real asset that should be credited to you."
Max opened her eyes boldly, disregarding the necessity to take care, considering the stinging pain her head was feeling.
"Take your time there 452, I know you transgenics have that whole pesky deal of feeling pain, so I know you must really be hurting there."
"Oh bite me White."
"Still as cocky as ever. You and 494 seem to have that in common."
She felt her heart skip a beat at the mention of Alec's designation and her eyes came to rest on the evilly delighted face of her nemesis,
"What have you done to him?"
White stopped, staring at her with an amused gaze,
"What do you think?"
Max held back a loud, anguished sob, yet kept herself composed, refusing to cry. Instead, she held her head up high and met his steely stare,
"So what do you want?"
She winked at him and discretely began feeling at the thick restraints cuffing her hands together. She felt along the metal to the join that held her feet back too. It would be a bitch to get out of. Her fingers grazed a thick metal slab, which held it all together,
"Wouldn't do that if I were you 452."
"Do what Ames?"
An electric current waged its war through her, buzzing along, causing her to shake violently.
"That."
It stopped and Max coughed, her body still shaking from the after effects.
"See I'm not taking any chances this time, you're too important to let loose again. Too vital to the cause."
"What cause? You're creepy cult deal? The familiars. Like I'm really gonna help you out."
"Not only will you be a critical player in the determinant of the future of my people, but you will also be the virus which brings about the destruction of mankind."
"Like I said, bite me."
He laughed and she tried not to show her fear as the cackle shot ice through her veins.
"So lets get down to business. Take off your shirt."
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Max glared at White, her eyes demonstrating her clear hate for him,
"In your dreams asshole. Thought you might be able to sneak in a peep show before getting down to the whole killing me deal. Not now, not ever."
"Well it doesn't please me either, nor I assume it did the first time 494 said it."
She ducked her head, that had been a low blow,
"Are you saying...we have to...oh gross, we have to breed?"
"Like I'd taint my bloodlines by touching something as filthy and degenerate as you."
"So you were after a free boob fest."
"No 452, though I'm not surprised that's all your low intelligence mind thinks of. I want you to take your shirt off, we have some things to decode."
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"So what did my brother say about them when you showed them to him?"
Max ignored him, desperate not to feel subconscious, sitting there holding her shirt in front of her to cover her naked upper body. White slapped her forcefully and her head threw to one side, before bounding back.
"Listen to me when I'm talking and answer me when I ask you something."
"Why should I?"
"Coz there'll be a shiny nickel at the end for you. What do you think, use your genetically altered brains to think! I have something you want, you have something I want. Let's tango."
"What do you have that I could possibly want? You told me Alec's dead!"
"Hmm...I did, didn't I? Well oops. I guess I have two things you want. I can tell you where he is, he isn't dead yet. And...I can give you something else."
He whistled and Otto trundled in, dropping an unconscious body onto the floor, and then leaving again. The body's head rolled limply to face her, the eyes closed. Max felt her breath catch in her throat,
"Sketchy!"
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494 slammed his foot viciously against the heavy punching bag.
Bam!
His fist connected roughly and the bag sailed into the air, slamming against the roof, before rushing back down. Ben stepped forward, steadying the bag; his green eyes glinting as he stared coolly at his clone.
"May I ask what you're doing 494?"
"Training. I feel like my body has become really out of shape."
"Well as great as that is, you need to get moving on. I want your mission to be carried out ASAP."
"Of course. I'll start prepping now."
He stared back at Ben with an equal gaze, watching as his face became contorted with annoyance,
"WHAT?"
"Nothing...well, I've never been one to question authority. But, before all of my missions, I've been briefed on the purpose. I want to be clued in on what's going on."
"You'd normally be punished for an outburst like that."
"So punish me."
"Maybe I should 494."
"But you wont."
Ben tore his eyes away and grimaced. 494 was becoming himself again; the effects of the bracelet's control over him were wearing off. He was becoming a cocky, cheeky guy again and that could get them both killed. They had to hurry,
"White had made several attempts on your life and other transgenics."
"Go on..."
"After discussion with the directors of Manticore, it has been decided that you should take him out. At any cost."
Ben breathed a sigh of relief as a smile crept onto his twin brother's face.
"Well then, I better get ready."
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Disclaimer: I don't own anyone
Authors Note: If you really want to understand this story and enjoy it, then be sure to read the original part one.
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CHAPTER SEVEN:
Flashback:
"Tell me, 494, have you been in contact with this girl? We know that you were breeding partners back at Manticore."
"It was just a summer fling."
* * * * *
Seattle; Jampony; 4th September 2022
"Maxie, special delivery sector 8."
She frowned at Normal and he took the opportunity to throw an awkwardly bulky package at her,
"Bip!"
"Get someone else to do it, I'm going home."
"No I don't think so missy-miss. This is one I am sure you'll like to take, you were asked specially."
She smiled, understanding what he meant and Normal took a nervous step backwards. Still grinning, she mounted her bike holding the package with ease,
*Alec! He's back. I get to see Alec!*
She rode out throwing a carefree wave at Original Cindy and with a quick glance at the package, rode off as fast as possible to her destination.
* * * * *
Seattle; 'Chambers Building'; Sector 8; 4th September 2022
Dust covered the warehouse-building floor in a thick paste and Max wrinkled her nose in distaste as she searched around for a glimpse of humanity,
"Hello...Alec?"
Her voice echoed and she took a step forward, putting down the package and allowing her eyes to adjust to the darkening area,
"Hello? Really not the most patient person you got here."
The dust caught in her nose and she sneezed, throwing herself forward a few steps. Max blinked in surprise, she'd never sneezed before. Looking down at the floor, she noticed several steps lightly pressed into the dust, she took another step forward,
"Not funny. The joke's over! Just come out coz I'm leaving. I should kick your ass for disappearing on me in the first place."
She pouted and took another step forward, sneezing again. She held her hand up to her face and looked at it in astonishment at the way it seemed so hazy and undefined, even to her super-heightened eyes. She waved it back and forth, before stilling it. Her head suddenly felt heavy and she wobbled slightly on the spot,
"What the?"
She blacked out before her next sneeze sent her crashing through the wooden floor.
* * * * *
"Well you got here before even I thought you would! I like that, punctuality is a real asset that should be credited to you."
Max opened her eyes boldly, disregarding the necessity to take care, considering the stinging pain her head was feeling.
"Take your time there 452, I know you transgenics have that whole pesky deal of feeling pain, so I know you must really be hurting there."
"Oh bite me White."
"Still as cocky as ever. You and 494 seem to have that in common."
She felt her heart skip a beat at the mention of Alec's designation and her eyes came to rest on the evilly delighted face of her nemesis,
"What have you done to him?"
White stopped, staring at her with an amused gaze,
"What do you think?"
Max held back a loud, anguished sob, yet kept herself composed, refusing to cry. Instead, she held her head up high and met his steely stare,
"So what do you want?"
She winked at him and discretely began feeling at the thick restraints cuffing her hands together. She felt along the metal to the join that held her feet back too. It would be a bitch to get out of. Her fingers grazed a thick metal slab, which held it all together,
"Wouldn't do that if I were you 452."
"Do what Ames?"
An electric current waged its war through her, buzzing along, causing her to shake violently.
"That."
It stopped and Max coughed, her body still shaking from the after effects.
"See I'm not taking any chances this time, you're too important to let loose again. Too vital to the cause."
"What cause? You're creepy cult deal? The familiars. Like I'm really gonna help you out."
"Not only will you be a critical player in the determinant of the future of my people, but you will also be the virus which brings about the destruction of mankind."
"Like I said, bite me."
He laughed and she tried not to show her fear as the cackle shot ice through her veins.
"So lets get down to business. Take off your shirt."
* * * * *
Max glared at White, her eyes demonstrating her clear hate for him,
"In your dreams asshole. Thought you might be able to sneak in a peep show before getting down to the whole killing me deal. Not now, not ever."
"Well it doesn't please me either, nor I assume it did the first time 494 said it."
She ducked her head, that had been a low blow,
"Are you saying...we have to...oh gross, we have to breed?"
"Like I'd taint my bloodlines by touching something as filthy and degenerate as you."
"So you were after a free boob fest."
"No 452, though I'm not surprised that's all your low intelligence mind thinks of. I want you to take your shirt off, we have some things to decode."
* * * * *
"So what did my brother say about them when you showed them to him?"
Max ignored him, desperate not to feel subconscious, sitting there holding her shirt in front of her to cover her naked upper body. White slapped her forcefully and her head threw to one side, before bounding back.
"Listen to me when I'm talking and answer me when I ask you something."
"Why should I?"
"Coz there'll be a shiny nickel at the end for you. What do you think, use your genetically altered brains to think! I have something you want, you have something I want. Let's tango."
"What do you have that I could possibly want? You told me Alec's dead!"
"Hmm...I did, didn't I? Well oops. I guess I have two things you want. I can tell you where he is, he isn't dead yet. And...I can give you something else."
He whistled and Otto trundled in, dropping an unconscious body onto the floor, and then leaving again. The body's head rolled limply to face her, the eyes closed. Max felt her breath catch in her throat,
"Sketchy!"
* * * * *
494 slammed his foot viciously against the heavy punching bag.
Bam!
His fist connected roughly and the bag sailed into the air, slamming against the roof, before rushing back down. Ben stepped forward, steadying the bag; his green eyes glinting as he stared coolly at his clone.
"May I ask what you're doing 494?"
"Training. I feel like my body has become really out of shape."
"Well as great as that is, you need to get moving on. I want your mission to be carried out ASAP."
"Of course. I'll start prepping now."
He stared back at Ben with an equal gaze, watching as his face became contorted with annoyance,
"WHAT?"
"Nothing...well, I've never been one to question authority. But, before all of my missions, I've been briefed on the purpose. I want to be clued in on what's going on."
"You'd normally be punished for an outburst like that."
"So punish me."
"Maybe I should 494."
"But you wont."
Ben tore his eyes away and grimaced. 494 was becoming himself again; the effects of the bracelet's control over him were wearing off. He was becoming a cocky, cheeky guy again and that could get them both killed. They had to hurry,
"White had made several attempts on your life and other transgenics."
"Go on..."
"After discussion with the directors of Manticore, it has been decided that you should take him out. At any cost."
Ben breathed a sigh of relief as a smile crept onto his twin brother's face.
"Well then, I better get ready."
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