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 THIRTY:
Seattle; Waterworks Plant; October 23rd 2022
0200 hours
"Looks like the man has chosen his side."
White announced his news loudly, his voice booming throughout the room, making all the familiars' faces break into broad grins. Alec smiled nervously at them all, rubbing his wrists awkwardly, glad that the shackles had been removed. Ben had awoken and glared at his twin,
"Nice to see where your loyalties lie brother."
Alec looked back at him cockily,
"What choice do I have? I don't have anything left in this world."
The bald High Priestess took a step forward, raising a knife, which glinted in the light. Alec swallowed, taking a worried step away,
"What's she doing?"
White resisted the urge to laugh, this was a serious ceremony and had great significance in the survival of his people and their mission. It was almost surreal that 494 was playing such a huge part in it - no wonder he had never killed him when he had the chance,
"Important moment for us, we need to perform an act which demonstrates the importance of the chosen one's choice."
"Please tell me that knife is just for a lock of my hair."
"We need to spill blood, that's how this all ends, so we have to mingle your blood with one of ours - it's a ritual, just needed to be done for the sakes of doing it."
"Uh, how much mingling?"
"Just hold out you hand."
* * * * *
Max pushed the door open slightly, her mind reeling about what was going on. She watched as White and Alec lay their palms out, a female familiar slicing them open with a sharp looking ceremonial dagger. The two men joined hands, blood running freely down their arms. Max peered further through the gap in the doorway, gasping as she was flung against the wall, high up in the air. She looked down, as she struggled to move.
It was that creepy kid from the school of familiars. Great. That creepy kid with ESP or whatever, he was almost able to beat her last time.
His eyes bore holes into her, as if daring Max to try and escape. She sighed, lifting her shirt up to see if it would work in distracting him again.
Nothing.
She was still stuck and he was grinning from being able to cope a flash and still have her trapped.
She was trapped.
Could her life suck any more?
* * * * *
"How do you feel 494?"
"Its Alec. And I feel fine."
"Well there's one thing left for us in this process."
"What's that White?"
"In order for your choice to be recognised, there needs to be a sacrifice."
"Okay, that makes sense."
Alec nodded thoughtfully, taking the knife that had been used to cut him previously. White grinned gleefully, clicking his fingers and watching as Alec's face took in the situation. Max's eyes popped out cartoon-like and she moaned through her gag as she was pushed towards the two men.
Her eyes rested on Alec's confused face - torn between killing the love of his life, who didn't love him and doing what his gut was telling him to do. But he had been created for this, Max had too. That was why they were all here, it was part of the greater scheme of things.
It was just something he had to do.
Max saw his decision on his face before he nodded at White again. She tried to move, though unsuccessful and a flood of thoughts ran through her head.
* * * * *
Flashback:
Alec knew that he was pressing all the right buttons to get Max worked up, her comeback proving that,
"If by 'friend' you mean someone who'd just as soon drop an anvil on you, then welcome."
"You don't mean that."
"Find me an anvil and watch me go."
* * * * *
Flashback:
Max looked at Alec expectantly, waiting for an answer to her barrage of insistent interrogatories. He held his scotch in one hand, looking lost and yet intent at the same time,
"You can't understand; you weren't there. You ran. You and your little rugrat brothers and sisters. You think life was rough when we were ten? A little schooling, a little brainwashing, some manoeuvres outside? You think that was tough? Take it from me. Later on, it got a whole lot worse. But you did what you had to do. Then you tried to forget. And when you couldn't forget, they had ways of making you not care."
* * * * *
Flashback:
Max shifted uncomfortably in Alec's lap in the sleazy strip club, amazed that she was even here, pretending to be some cheap floozy. She caught him staring at other girls, snapping at him,
"Can we concentrate on coming up with a plan?"
"I'm thinking."
"You're talking."
"I can do both."
"I doubt that."
"Well, you just lost your tip."
* * * * *
Flashback:
Max peered through the bars of her cage, recognising her visitor,
"Alec."
"To the rescue."
He knelt to unlock the cage,
"Still wanna kick my ass?"
"Maybe later. Hurry up."
He finally unlatched the lock and looked at her expectantly. She pointed at the reptilian prisoner next to her,
"Him too."
"Are you kidding?"
"Do it!"
"All right, all right."
Max looked over at the reptilian soldier, reassuring him,
"It's gonna be okay. We're gonna get you out of here."
Alec opened the cage and the lizard man stepped out as Max spoke,
"Go, go."
He ran out and Alec moved to follow,
"You're welcome. Come on, let's go.
Max stopped,
"Wait."
"What?"
"The laser show's still going. If you wanna be the hero, you can't be half- assed about it. Let's go."
Max stood outside next to the man directing the lights in the sky,
"All those stars kinda make you feel small and insignificant, huh?"
Alec moved up next to him and knocked him out.
* * * * *
Seattle; Waterworks Plant; October 23rd 2022
0230 hours
Alec's face became an unreadable mask as he stepped forward towards Max,
"That's a good one White, another party trick - see what side I am on by getting me to kill my girlfriend."
"You do it, we know you aren't playing us."
"Fair go, I guess we should get on our way."
He took another step towards her, looking around at the hushed room. The Priestess bowed slightly at him, stepping away from the railing. Alec closed his eyes as he raised the knife, opening them to stare at Max one last time, his voice only audible at a transgenic level,
"I'm sorry, I have no choice."
* * * * *
To be continued...
Author's Note:
She had it coming. Haha, I'm an evil bitch. Blast me if you want, but I hope you all review anyways!
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.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
CHAPTER THIRTY:
Seattle; Waterworks Plant; October 23rd 2022
0200 hours
"Looks like the man has chosen his side."
White announced his news loudly, his voice booming throughout the room, making all the familiars' faces break into broad grins. Alec smiled nervously at them all, rubbing his wrists awkwardly, glad that the shackles had been removed. Ben had awoken and glared at his twin,
"Nice to see where your loyalties lie brother."
Alec looked back at him cockily,
"What choice do I have? I don't have anything left in this world."
The bald High Priestess took a step forward, raising a knife, which glinted in the light. Alec swallowed, taking a worried step away,
"What's she doing?"
White resisted the urge to laugh, this was a serious ceremony and had great significance in the survival of his people and their mission. It was almost surreal that 494 was playing such a huge part in it - no wonder he had never killed him when he had the chance,
"Important moment for us, we need to perform an act which demonstrates the importance of the chosen one's choice."
"Please tell me that knife is just for a lock of my hair."
"We need to spill blood, that's how this all ends, so we have to mingle your blood with one of ours - it's a ritual, just needed to be done for the sakes of doing it."
"Uh, how much mingling?"
"Just hold out you hand."
* * * * *
Max pushed the door open slightly, her mind reeling about what was going on. She watched as White and Alec lay their palms out, a female familiar slicing them open with a sharp looking ceremonial dagger. The two men joined hands, blood running freely down their arms. Max peered further through the gap in the doorway, gasping as she was flung against the wall, high up in the air. She looked down, as she struggled to move.
It was that creepy kid from the school of familiars. Great. That creepy kid with ESP or whatever, he was almost able to beat her last time.
His eyes bore holes into her, as if daring Max to try and escape. She sighed, lifting her shirt up to see if it would work in distracting him again.
Nothing.
She was still stuck and he was grinning from being able to cope a flash and still have her trapped.
She was trapped.
Could her life suck any more?
* * * * *
"How do you feel 494?"
"Its Alec. And I feel fine."
"Well there's one thing left for us in this process."
"What's that White?"
"In order for your choice to be recognised, there needs to be a sacrifice."
"Okay, that makes sense."
Alec nodded thoughtfully, taking the knife that had been used to cut him previously. White grinned gleefully, clicking his fingers and watching as Alec's face took in the situation. Max's eyes popped out cartoon-like and she moaned through her gag as she was pushed towards the two men.
Her eyes rested on Alec's confused face - torn between killing the love of his life, who didn't love him and doing what his gut was telling him to do. But he had been created for this, Max had too. That was why they were all here, it was part of the greater scheme of things.
It was just something he had to do.
Max saw his decision on his face before he nodded at White again. She tried to move, though unsuccessful and a flood of thoughts ran through her head.
* * * * *
Flashback:
Alec knew that he was pressing all the right buttons to get Max worked up, her comeback proving that,
"If by 'friend' you mean someone who'd just as soon drop an anvil on you, then welcome."
"You don't mean that."
"Find me an anvil and watch me go."
* * * * *
Flashback:
Max looked at Alec expectantly, waiting for an answer to her barrage of insistent interrogatories. He held his scotch in one hand, looking lost and yet intent at the same time,
"You can't understand; you weren't there. You ran. You and your little rugrat brothers and sisters. You think life was rough when we were ten? A little schooling, a little brainwashing, some manoeuvres outside? You think that was tough? Take it from me. Later on, it got a whole lot worse. But you did what you had to do. Then you tried to forget. And when you couldn't forget, they had ways of making you not care."
* * * * *
Flashback:
Max shifted uncomfortably in Alec's lap in the sleazy strip club, amazed that she was even here, pretending to be some cheap floozy. She caught him staring at other girls, snapping at him,
"Can we concentrate on coming up with a plan?"
"I'm thinking."
"You're talking."
"I can do both."
"I doubt that."
"Well, you just lost your tip."
* * * * *
Flashback:
Max peered through the bars of her cage, recognising her visitor,
"Alec."
"To the rescue."
He knelt to unlock the cage,
"Still wanna kick my ass?"
"Maybe later. Hurry up."
He finally unlatched the lock and looked at her expectantly. She pointed at the reptilian prisoner next to her,
"Him too."
"Are you kidding?"
"Do it!"
"All right, all right."
Max looked over at the reptilian soldier, reassuring him,
"It's gonna be okay. We're gonna get you out of here."
Alec opened the cage and the lizard man stepped out as Max spoke,
"Go, go."
He ran out and Alec moved to follow,
"You're welcome. Come on, let's go.
Max stopped,
"Wait."
"What?"
"The laser show's still going. If you wanna be the hero, you can't be half- assed about it. Let's go."
Max stood outside next to the man directing the lights in the sky,
"All those stars kinda make you feel small and insignificant, huh?"
Alec moved up next to him and knocked him out.
* * * * *
Seattle; Waterworks Plant; October 23rd 2022
0230 hours
Alec's face became an unreadable mask as he stepped forward towards Max,
"That's a good one White, another party trick - see what side I am on by getting me to kill my girlfriend."
"You do it, we know you aren't playing us."
"Fair go, I guess we should get on our way."
He took another step towards her, looking around at the hushed room. The Priestess bowed slightly at him, stepping away from the railing. Alec closed his eyes as he raised the knife, opening them to stare at Max one last time, his voice only audible at a transgenic level,
"I'm sorry, I have no choice."
* * * * *
To be continued...
Author's Note:
She had it coming. Haha, I'm an evil bitch. Blast me if you want, but I hope you all review anyways!