Spoilers: This is the third in my series of stories. The first
was Shattered Trusts and Whispered Confessions. The second,
which I only just finished, is Remembering to Forget. This
series is set after Hello Goodbye but does reveal spoilers from
the rest of the season, as I incorporate it into the story.
Disclaimer: Characters aren't mine except for some minors. The ideas are pretty much mine though but I just want to say thanks to those who have reviewed my previous works, it keeps me writing!
Authors Note: If you really want to understand this story and enjoy it, then be sure to read the original parts one and two. Also, just wanted to say that yeah the story has got quite complicated and hence a little confusion from me let alone you guys who have no idea what is going on in my twisted mind. Thanks for sticking by me when I've been doing this. It's nice to know I have a loyal following.
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CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN:
Seattle; Terminal City; October 19th 2022
2000 hours
Alec looked over Luke's shoulder as he stood up from lying down on the couch. He placed the icepack Joshua had insisted he use on his leg, onto the desk next to him,
"Anything?"
"Almost finished. Max is gonna be pissed when she finds out you took this from her."
Luke gestured to the unfolded piece of paper he was studying and Alec resisted his usual reaction to smirk,
"Yeah well when isn't she pissed?"
"Trouble in paradise?"
"Lets just say, I probably won't be going home. Ever."
"What did you do this time?"
"Actually this time, believe it or not, it wasn't my fault."
"Don't believe it."
"Haha Luke, you're just plain funny."
The anomaly grinned at his friend, stopping as he realised that Alec was being serious,
"That bad huh?"
"She went too far."
Mole emerged next to him in his typical cloud of smoke,
"When doesn't she? Its all that pretending to be a human that finally turned her into one angry bitch."
"Lay off her Mole."
"Why are you still sticking up for her? Look at you, you're bruised, battered and bleeding."
"It's my fight, not yours."
"Fine pretty boy, I was just offering moral support."
"Well don't. Luke, we really need to get a move on here. We have no idea when this is all going to happen. Or what's going to happen."
"Alec, just gimme a minute to - okay. Lets talk."
Luke swivelled in his chair to face Alec and Mole, who had both retreated to the nearby couch. He scooted over to them, keeping his voice low and serious,
"We've known that something was up with these familiars for a while - right? Ever since White's kid told Max about something called the 'Coming' - something that was bad for anyone not one of them. When Max's runes appeared, they told us that something was coming and that you - Alec would be the one to stop it, along with your chosen mate - who is Max, despite recent events. Now, what we are looking at is a plague that the familiars have created through the use of snakes as carriers of a pathogen that has no record in medical systems anywhere."
"I hate snakes.",
Alec muttered loudly under his breath and Mole glared at him,
"Hey!"
"No offence man."
"Oh yeah, none taken pretty boy."
"Anyways, you're a lizard."
"Same family."
Luke rolled his eyes,
"Listen to me, this is really serious."
"Sorry."
"Sorry."
"Okay, now, where was I... Right, what Lydecker has given Max is the actual meaning of your runes - what they were intended to say before the characters got screwed around by this magnetic current."
"What does it say?"
"I'm getting to that. Let me just finish what I was talking about first. Okay, so Max's runes are..."
He fumbled through some sheets of paper in his lap and pulled one out, reading from it aloud,
"When the shroud of death covers the face of the earth, the one whose power is hidden will deliver the helpless. He will not be alone, but with his chosen mate will bring the world up from its knees."
"Pretty deep stuff."
"And then your mutated runes said..."
He grabbed another crumpled sheet of paper,
"When the plague that threatens mankind arises, one man alone will deliver the helpless to the fate by which had been sought."
"Yeah that sounds like I'm really evil."
"But we know that, that isn't right."
"What about the solution?"
Luke unfolded another sheet of paper, clearing his throat as though he were about to give an important oral presentation to his classmates,
"When the chosen one's blood is spilled, the plague threatening man will cease to exist."
"So that's it gents, it looks like no matter what, I'm a dead man."
"Lets worry about that part later. Now, we have the real meaning of your runes."
Luke reached over to his desk and brought forward the scrappy piece of paper Alec had stolen off Max,
"The oncoming plague has been fated as a test of choice. The chosen one will pick the side of good or evil - his choice will determine the fate of the helpless and end the world as it is known."
He looked up at the two sitting in front of him. Mole let out a cloud of smoke as he turned to stare at Alec too. The X5 looked back at them dazed,
"That still doesn't tell us what's happening. I just - what does it mean?"
"It means you have the choice to choose good or bad."
"Well who's to say what is good and what is bad?"
"That's up to you to decide. But we all know the familiars want to kill all the humans, that makes them bad."
"Why would I choose their side though?"
"Who knows? But we need to work on a way to find out when this is happening."
"Yeah, good idea Luke."
"Should I tell Max what we know?"
"Lets just leave her out of this until we need her - if we need her."
"She's destined to play a role in this Alec."
"Yeah well until we know her role, lets just leave her be."
"Okay, whatever you say boss. So lets see what we can find out about this plague bitch. Lets look for info on the pathogen, the doctor Max and Logan took Ray to, should have traces of info on their computer - we can hack into the mainframe now and take a peak."
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Seattle; Crash; October 22nd 2022
2230 hours
Max stared miserably at Original Cindy; ignoring the looks various guys passing by were shooting her. OC looked over at her, sighing, before commenting,
"Boo, you're miserable. You're a sight. Just take your raggedy ass down to HQ and apologise to your boy."
"No."
"Don't give me 'no', I lay the smack down on yo if you even try to give me lip again."
"OC, just stay out of it okay, I don't want to talk about it."
"That's it, stand up. I'm so gonna kick yo ass."
Max ignored her, sculling the rest of her beer, before blankly responding,
"Even if I did apologise, like it would do any good. He's probably gone back to his usual ways of worming his way quite rapidly through the beds of Seattle's female population. And he's not my boy. Not anymore. And I'm glad."
"Girl, don't even try that. You haven't seen your boy - and yes he is too your boy - for days now. You're pining away like anything and it ain't like you have some virus separating you, its just your masochist self."
"Whose side are you on?"
"Yours, always. But boo, your side is wearing thin. Them things that you said to Alec, they were harsh as. And a girl can see why he ain't been by to see you to apologise. Fool's stubborn as you. And he's hurting real bad."
"He would've healed by now."
"On the outside maybe, not emotionally though. But hey, what do I know anyway? I play for the all-girls team, like I always say - I'm just a big ol' lezbo."
OC leaned back in her chair, sipping her drink and surveying the crowd. Sketchy waved at her from the bar and she gave him a small smile, shaking her head. The fool had better not come round here to bug Max about being a transgenic. She still hadn't told her girl here that she had told him the truth about her and Alec. But that could wait, Max had problems way bigger than bonehead over there.
"Hey ladies."
"Hey Sketchy."
Max looked up at him glumly and he sat next to OC, grinning broadly. She eyed him distastefully,
"What's got you all worked up? You kick it with some fine shortie?"
"No, better. Well not better, but still good. I had my first article published."
"Good on you boy, whatsit say? Still on the transgenic front?"
Sketchy glanced over at Max, as he heard OC's words. Shaking his head, he replied,
"Nah. It's about that new virus that has killed like 25 people already in the last two days. No one can figure out how these people are getting it, not even the CDC. Apparently, the deal is that these people catch it, and they're dead hours later. No one's ever seen anything like it."
Max awoke from her daze and snatched the paper from his hand, staring down in horror at the article and photos of the deceased. Those killed from a virus. A plague. It was here.
It was the end of the world.
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To be continued...
Author's Note:
If this didn't make sense, oops I wrote it with my stereo cranking and I kept stopping to belt out lyrics. Colour me red. Anyways, review coz it makes you cool - go on, give in to peer pressure! I think I'm delirious from sleep deprivation.
Disclaimer: Characters aren't mine except for some minors. The ideas are pretty much mine though but I just want to say thanks to those who have reviewed my previous works, it keeps me writing!
Authors Note: If you really want to understand this story and enjoy it, then be sure to read the original parts one and two. Also, just wanted to say that yeah the story has got quite complicated and hence a little confusion from me let alone you guys who have no idea what is going on in my twisted mind. Thanks for sticking by me when I've been doing this. It's nice to know I have a loyal following.
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CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN:
Seattle; Terminal City; October 19th 2022
2000 hours
Alec looked over Luke's shoulder as he stood up from lying down on the couch. He placed the icepack Joshua had insisted he use on his leg, onto the desk next to him,
"Anything?"
"Almost finished. Max is gonna be pissed when she finds out you took this from her."
Luke gestured to the unfolded piece of paper he was studying and Alec resisted his usual reaction to smirk,
"Yeah well when isn't she pissed?"
"Trouble in paradise?"
"Lets just say, I probably won't be going home. Ever."
"What did you do this time?"
"Actually this time, believe it or not, it wasn't my fault."
"Don't believe it."
"Haha Luke, you're just plain funny."
The anomaly grinned at his friend, stopping as he realised that Alec was being serious,
"That bad huh?"
"She went too far."
Mole emerged next to him in his typical cloud of smoke,
"When doesn't she? Its all that pretending to be a human that finally turned her into one angry bitch."
"Lay off her Mole."
"Why are you still sticking up for her? Look at you, you're bruised, battered and bleeding."
"It's my fight, not yours."
"Fine pretty boy, I was just offering moral support."
"Well don't. Luke, we really need to get a move on here. We have no idea when this is all going to happen. Or what's going to happen."
"Alec, just gimme a minute to - okay. Lets talk."
Luke swivelled in his chair to face Alec and Mole, who had both retreated to the nearby couch. He scooted over to them, keeping his voice low and serious,
"We've known that something was up with these familiars for a while - right? Ever since White's kid told Max about something called the 'Coming' - something that was bad for anyone not one of them. When Max's runes appeared, they told us that something was coming and that you - Alec would be the one to stop it, along with your chosen mate - who is Max, despite recent events. Now, what we are looking at is a plague that the familiars have created through the use of snakes as carriers of a pathogen that has no record in medical systems anywhere."
"I hate snakes.",
Alec muttered loudly under his breath and Mole glared at him,
"Hey!"
"No offence man."
"Oh yeah, none taken pretty boy."
"Anyways, you're a lizard."
"Same family."
Luke rolled his eyes,
"Listen to me, this is really serious."
"Sorry."
"Sorry."
"Okay, now, where was I... Right, what Lydecker has given Max is the actual meaning of your runes - what they were intended to say before the characters got screwed around by this magnetic current."
"What does it say?"
"I'm getting to that. Let me just finish what I was talking about first. Okay, so Max's runes are..."
He fumbled through some sheets of paper in his lap and pulled one out, reading from it aloud,
"When the shroud of death covers the face of the earth, the one whose power is hidden will deliver the helpless. He will not be alone, but with his chosen mate will bring the world up from its knees."
"Pretty deep stuff."
"And then your mutated runes said..."
He grabbed another crumpled sheet of paper,
"When the plague that threatens mankind arises, one man alone will deliver the helpless to the fate by which had been sought."
"Yeah that sounds like I'm really evil."
"But we know that, that isn't right."
"What about the solution?"
Luke unfolded another sheet of paper, clearing his throat as though he were about to give an important oral presentation to his classmates,
"When the chosen one's blood is spilled, the plague threatening man will cease to exist."
"So that's it gents, it looks like no matter what, I'm a dead man."
"Lets worry about that part later. Now, we have the real meaning of your runes."
Luke reached over to his desk and brought forward the scrappy piece of paper Alec had stolen off Max,
"The oncoming plague has been fated as a test of choice. The chosen one will pick the side of good or evil - his choice will determine the fate of the helpless and end the world as it is known."
He looked up at the two sitting in front of him. Mole let out a cloud of smoke as he turned to stare at Alec too. The X5 looked back at them dazed,
"That still doesn't tell us what's happening. I just - what does it mean?"
"It means you have the choice to choose good or bad."
"Well who's to say what is good and what is bad?"
"That's up to you to decide. But we all know the familiars want to kill all the humans, that makes them bad."
"Why would I choose their side though?"
"Who knows? But we need to work on a way to find out when this is happening."
"Yeah, good idea Luke."
"Should I tell Max what we know?"
"Lets just leave her out of this until we need her - if we need her."
"She's destined to play a role in this Alec."
"Yeah well until we know her role, lets just leave her be."
"Okay, whatever you say boss. So lets see what we can find out about this plague bitch. Lets look for info on the pathogen, the doctor Max and Logan took Ray to, should have traces of info on their computer - we can hack into the mainframe now and take a peak."
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Seattle; Crash; October 22nd 2022
2230 hours
Max stared miserably at Original Cindy; ignoring the looks various guys passing by were shooting her. OC looked over at her, sighing, before commenting,
"Boo, you're miserable. You're a sight. Just take your raggedy ass down to HQ and apologise to your boy."
"No."
"Don't give me 'no', I lay the smack down on yo if you even try to give me lip again."
"OC, just stay out of it okay, I don't want to talk about it."
"That's it, stand up. I'm so gonna kick yo ass."
Max ignored her, sculling the rest of her beer, before blankly responding,
"Even if I did apologise, like it would do any good. He's probably gone back to his usual ways of worming his way quite rapidly through the beds of Seattle's female population. And he's not my boy. Not anymore. And I'm glad."
"Girl, don't even try that. You haven't seen your boy - and yes he is too your boy - for days now. You're pining away like anything and it ain't like you have some virus separating you, its just your masochist self."
"Whose side are you on?"
"Yours, always. But boo, your side is wearing thin. Them things that you said to Alec, they were harsh as. And a girl can see why he ain't been by to see you to apologise. Fool's stubborn as you. And he's hurting real bad."
"He would've healed by now."
"On the outside maybe, not emotionally though. But hey, what do I know anyway? I play for the all-girls team, like I always say - I'm just a big ol' lezbo."
OC leaned back in her chair, sipping her drink and surveying the crowd. Sketchy waved at her from the bar and she gave him a small smile, shaking her head. The fool had better not come round here to bug Max about being a transgenic. She still hadn't told her girl here that she had told him the truth about her and Alec. But that could wait, Max had problems way bigger than bonehead over there.
"Hey ladies."
"Hey Sketchy."
Max looked up at him glumly and he sat next to OC, grinning broadly. She eyed him distastefully,
"What's got you all worked up? You kick it with some fine shortie?"
"No, better. Well not better, but still good. I had my first article published."
"Good on you boy, whatsit say? Still on the transgenic front?"
Sketchy glanced over at Max, as he heard OC's words. Shaking his head, he replied,
"Nah. It's about that new virus that has killed like 25 people already in the last two days. No one can figure out how these people are getting it, not even the CDC. Apparently, the deal is that these people catch it, and they're dead hours later. No one's ever seen anything like it."
Max awoke from her daze and snatched the paper from his hand, staring down in horror at the article and photos of the deceased. Those killed from a virus. A plague. It was here.
It was the end of the world.
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To be continued...
Author's Note:
If this didn't make sense, oops I wrote it with my stereo cranking and I kept stopping to belt out lyrics. Colour me red. Anyways, review coz it makes you cool - go on, give in to peer pressure! I think I'm delirious from sleep deprivation.