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-ONE:
Max was tempted to shut her eyes as Alec raised the ceremonial dagger, but kept them wide open, staring at him with regret that she hadn't been able to tell him how she felt about him, that she couldn't stop him, that this was how it was going to end.
Alec looked up from his intense stare downward, his eyes detailing her face, his words coming out so soft,
"I love you Max, I always have."
He looked at her, waiting for her answer. She displayed no emotion, nothing. Her face was evenly cool, as though she were trying to ignore what he said, pretend it never happened. She didn't want to give in to him, to give him some satisfaction or ease his guilt before he killed her. Alec's heart ripped apart as he saw her reaction - or lack of.
He knew what he had to do.
Then it seemed to Max as though it were all happening in slow motion.
The way he raised the knife, whispered his apology.
The way his eyes teary as he brought the blade down.
The sound the blade made as it connected with its target and then fell to the ground.
Max shut her eyes waiting for the pain. When it didn't come, she snapped them open, staring at Alec, who was concentrating on his hands.
On his wrists.
She grimaced as she gawked at his wrists, the skin and veins slit open, blood pouring out in gushes. He looked at her one final time, before tumbling over the balcony railing into the vat below.
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Max pushed past White, her binds unable to restrain her. She leaned over the rail, staring down at Alec. Watching as his blood mingled with the already bloodied, contaminated water - counteracting the virus. Her ears listened intently to his gurgle, a last struggle of life so it seemed, his head bobbing up again, only Max hearing his struggled message,
"I love you..."
She screamed, followed by a low shriek from White, who ran across to the railing, leaping into the vat, splashing about as he tried to pull Alec out.
Max looked on helplessly as Alec shot through the water, dragging White down. He hit the familiar roughly in the face, his blood still dripping from his wrists, flowing all over his attacker. They both disappeared underwater again and Max gave a sob of surprise as White flew out of the vat onto the balcony, his head at an awkward angle, his neck bent in a completely unnatural way.
She looked down at the vat again, Alec's body floating face down. She gasped, pulling at her rope ties and eventually freeing herself. Looking down, she spotted the knife Alec had used on himself. Max bent down to pick it up, standing to face the Priestess, who was edging away scared.
"Not even!"
Max dove at her, pinning her to the floor and sitting on her chest, lashing out with a series of punches.
The Priestess shook her off eventually, spitting out a mouthful of blood and jumping to standing position, lunging at her with her own vengeful kicks.
The transgenic fell backwards from the vicious blows, bouncing back up, holding the knife menacingly. She threw it at the familiar, the blade lodging itself into the woman's shoulder.
*Bet her pain threshold wasn't that high*
The Priestess gave a howl of pain, pushing Max over and running out the door, closely followed by the other familiars.
Max looked over to where White's body lay, reaching for his showing gun. She let off a round of bullets, killing four familiars trying to escape.
Ben gave a muffled cough and she snapped out of her saddened soldier mode, limping over to him to untie him. He gave her a thankful smile, looking over in Alec's direction, before melting into the shadows.
Max gave a shuddering sigh, hobbling to the ladder connecting the balcony floor to the ground. She reached the vat, climbing inside and pulling Alec out.
Her body shuddered again, as she clutched him to her, her fingers probing his neck for any sign of life.
Nothing.
Holding her tears back, she stood, numbly exiting the plant to go home, back to Terminal City.
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Seattle; Terminal City; October 23rd 2022
0500 hours
Luke lifted his head wearily from his arms, once again looking hopefully at the doorway.
Still no sign of Max or Alec.
He lay his head back down, exhausted, but knowing he wouldn't be able to sleep until they came back.
0520 hours
Max kicked a stray drink can in the doorway of headquarters; the loud clatter causing Luke to raise his head again,
"Max..."
She looked at him sadly, her weary face saying it all. He could see the effort she was making not to collapse then and there. Wordlessly, Luke picked up the letter Alec wrote her and pushed it into her hand, then reaching over and hugging briefly.
Still silent, Max gave one final look around the room, as she pocketed the letter and made her way out again.
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Seattle; The Space Needle; October 23rd 2022
0630 hours
Max sat atop of the Needle, her knees pulled into her chest more out of habit than comfort. She stared thoughtfully at the city as the sun rose, its rays touching everything and bringing a new day of life and possibilities.
*Beautiful. I never realised the beauty each new day brings. I guess this whole thing has given me a new look on life, but at what cost? I lost Alec, and he will never know what he meant to me, that I loved him even despite everything that had happened. He died to save the world - me included. Guess he was right when he said he'd be the one to end all of this... I almost don't know what I'm supposed to do with myself now.*
She gazed over her home city, thoughts racing through her head as she reflected on something she had once been told...
Poison. She really was poison just like Renfro had said. And she couldn't do it anymore.
Max reached into her pockets for her letter. Unblinking, she opened it - taking in all that it had to say, before letting out a choked-up moan.
'Dear Max,
I hate letters. I wish that I had the nerve to tell you this in person, but I don't - for fear that I will push you away further or lose you all over again. At least this way, you can't argue with what I'm saying.
There is all this talk in our lives about destiny, about fate. I don't know about all that. What I do know is that I want to spend the rest of my life with you - if you'll let me. I've hurt you so many times - I don't know why I let myself be that way, but I'm sorry. It's all out of love. Love for you.
By the time you get this, I'll be gone. Either dead as a result of my destiny or just out of town - I guess we just need some space.
I love you Max Guevara. 452. I have since the moment we met. You complete me and I just hope that one day I will be the right man to complete you. You make me feel like I never have before - like I belong... Like I'm human.
Always and only yours,
Alec McDowell. 494.'
He hadn't known how she felt.
She really was poison, she had lost him.
A single tear dropped down her cheek,
It was time to move on.
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To be continued...
Author's Note:
Oh my god, how did this happen, I killed off my boy! But at least he's all mine now and not hers (ignore me its really late/early.)
R
E
V
I
E
W
!
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-ONE:
Max was tempted to shut her eyes as Alec raised the ceremonial dagger, but kept them wide open, staring at him with regret that she hadn't been able to tell him how she felt about him, that she couldn't stop him, that this was how it was going to end.
Alec looked up from his intense stare downward, his eyes detailing her face, his words coming out so soft,
"I love you Max, I always have."
He looked at her, waiting for her answer. She displayed no emotion, nothing. Her face was evenly cool, as though she were trying to ignore what he said, pretend it never happened. She didn't want to give in to him, to give him some satisfaction or ease his guilt before he killed her. Alec's heart ripped apart as he saw her reaction - or lack of.
He knew what he had to do.
Then it seemed to Max as though it were all happening in slow motion.
The way he raised the knife, whispered his apology.
The way his eyes teary as he brought the blade down.
The sound the blade made as it connected with its target and then fell to the ground.
Max shut her eyes waiting for the pain. When it didn't come, she snapped them open, staring at Alec, who was concentrating on his hands.
On his wrists.
She grimaced as she gawked at his wrists, the skin and veins slit open, blood pouring out in gushes. He looked at her one final time, before tumbling over the balcony railing into the vat below.
* * * * *
Max pushed past White, her binds unable to restrain her. She leaned over the rail, staring down at Alec. Watching as his blood mingled with the already bloodied, contaminated water - counteracting the virus. Her ears listened intently to his gurgle, a last struggle of life so it seemed, his head bobbing up again, only Max hearing his struggled message,
"I love you..."
She screamed, followed by a low shriek from White, who ran across to the railing, leaping into the vat, splashing about as he tried to pull Alec out.
Max looked on helplessly as Alec shot through the water, dragging White down. He hit the familiar roughly in the face, his blood still dripping from his wrists, flowing all over his attacker. They both disappeared underwater again and Max gave a sob of surprise as White flew out of the vat onto the balcony, his head at an awkward angle, his neck bent in a completely unnatural way.
She looked down at the vat again, Alec's body floating face down. She gasped, pulling at her rope ties and eventually freeing herself. Looking down, she spotted the knife Alec had used on himself. Max bent down to pick it up, standing to face the Priestess, who was edging away scared.
"Not even!"
Max dove at her, pinning her to the floor and sitting on her chest, lashing out with a series of punches.
The Priestess shook her off eventually, spitting out a mouthful of blood and jumping to standing position, lunging at her with her own vengeful kicks.
The transgenic fell backwards from the vicious blows, bouncing back up, holding the knife menacingly. She threw it at the familiar, the blade lodging itself into the woman's shoulder.
*Bet her pain threshold wasn't that high*
The Priestess gave a howl of pain, pushing Max over and running out the door, closely followed by the other familiars.
Max looked over to where White's body lay, reaching for his showing gun. She let off a round of bullets, killing four familiars trying to escape.
Ben gave a muffled cough and she snapped out of her saddened soldier mode, limping over to him to untie him. He gave her a thankful smile, looking over in Alec's direction, before melting into the shadows.
Max gave a shuddering sigh, hobbling to the ladder connecting the balcony floor to the ground. She reached the vat, climbing inside and pulling Alec out.
Her body shuddered again, as she clutched him to her, her fingers probing his neck for any sign of life.
Nothing.
Holding her tears back, she stood, numbly exiting the plant to go home, back to Terminal City.
* * * * *
Seattle; Terminal City; October 23rd 2022
0500 hours
Luke lifted his head wearily from his arms, once again looking hopefully at the doorway.
Still no sign of Max or Alec.
He lay his head back down, exhausted, but knowing he wouldn't be able to sleep until they came back.
0520 hours
Max kicked a stray drink can in the doorway of headquarters; the loud clatter causing Luke to raise his head again,
"Max..."
She looked at him sadly, her weary face saying it all. He could see the effort she was making not to collapse then and there. Wordlessly, Luke picked up the letter Alec wrote her and pushed it into her hand, then reaching over and hugging briefly.
Still silent, Max gave one final look around the room, as she pocketed the letter and made her way out again.
* * * * *
Seattle; The Space Needle; October 23rd 2022
0630 hours
Max sat atop of the Needle, her knees pulled into her chest more out of habit than comfort. She stared thoughtfully at the city as the sun rose, its rays touching everything and bringing a new day of life and possibilities.
*Beautiful. I never realised the beauty each new day brings. I guess this whole thing has given me a new look on life, but at what cost? I lost Alec, and he will never know what he meant to me, that I loved him even despite everything that had happened. He died to save the world - me included. Guess he was right when he said he'd be the one to end all of this... I almost don't know what I'm supposed to do with myself now.*
She gazed over her home city, thoughts racing through her head as she reflected on something she had once been told...
Poison. She really was poison just like Renfro had said. And she couldn't do it anymore.
Max reached into her pockets for her letter. Unblinking, she opened it - taking in all that it had to say, before letting out a choked-up moan.
'Dear Max,
I hate letters. I wish that I had the nerve to tell you this in person, but I don't - for fear that I will push you away further or lose you all over again. At least this way, you can't argue with what I'm saying.
There is all this talk in our lives about destiny, about fate. I don't know about all that. What I do know is that I want to spend the rest of my life with you - if you'll let me. I've hurt you so many times - I don't know why I let myself be that way, but I'm sorry. It's all out of love. Love for you.
By the time you get this, I'll be gone. Either dead as a result of my destiny or just out of town - I guess we just need some space.
I love you Max Guevara. 452. I have since the moment we met. You complete me and I just hope that one day I will be the right man to complete you. You make me feel like I never have before - like I belong... Like I'm human.
Always and only yours,
Alec McDowell. 494.'
He hadn't known how she felt.
She really was poison, she had lost him.
A single tear dropped down her cheek,
It was time to move on.
* * * * *
To be continued...
Author's Note:
Oh my god, how did this happen, I killed off my boy! But at least he's all mine now and not hers (ignore me its really late/early.)
R
E
V
I
E
W
!