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*The Longest Day*
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Spoilers: This is the fourth story in my series – if you haven't read any of my work before, you'd be best off going back to read and understand. The first story was Shattered Trusts and Whispered Confessions. The second is Remembering to Forget and the third, which I only just finished, is Events That Lead To Greatness. 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: Ideas are mine based on the brilliant work of the Dark Angel team – so don't sue me! I wish I owned Alec, but I don't. So I have to settle for writing fiction about him.
Authors Note: Just a general shout out thanks to all the great readers who have been reviewing my work and totally keeping me motivated. If it weren't for you guys I wouldn't be writing this stuff. I am trying out a new style of writing in this one; let me know what you guys think.
When it says someone's name over the top, it means that the chapter is in their point of view. It wont be like that for the entire story, just when necessary for what I am doing. Have fun and remember to review!
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CHAPTER ELEVEN: Cracking Nothing
Seattle; Terminal City; January 1st 2023
2030 hours and counting...
Max finally excused herself from the jubilation inside headquarters, running as she heard the van's phone ringing,
"Yeah?"
"452?"
"Clemente?"
"Yes. Is this 452?"
"You can call me Max."
"I think you and I have some things to discuss."
"Like?"
"Like where are my hostages?"
"They've been released, we would never hurt anyone unless they hurt us."
"To tell you the truth, I believe you. But it's not over, I don't have anything against transgenics, but the world does. You be best giving yourself up."
"Screw the world."
"I'm not gonna tell you again."
"No. I'm not gonna tell you again."
"452..."
"You can try to arrest us all, but if I were you, I'd hang up the phone, end the trace you obviously have going – which wont work because we've set up a scramble signal around the perimeter – and go have a beer."
She rolled her eyes as she heard hissing in the background from Clemente to his fellow officers, her ears catching him telling them to turn off the trace. Finally, he came back,
"You kept today from turning into a bloodbath, and I respect that."
"You held up your end, too."
"But you haven't won anything. This is gonna get real ugly, and this is way over my head now. These people's lives depend on the decisions that you make right now. I pray you make the right ones... Max."
He hung up the phone and Max stared at it for a few minutes, before shaking herself back into reality and putting down the receiver. Luke's voice came loud and clear over the intercom he'd set up in the van,
"Nice work Max, looks like he'll be leaving us alone."
"We'll see..."
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2110 hours and counting...
Max's hand hovered in front of the rundown TC apartment Alec had once upon a time claimed when he had taken to staying overnight in the closed off area. She wavered, pondering whether she should knock – it never had been something she liked to do; it eliminated the element of surprise. Shaking her head, she burst into the apartment, picking up a nearby shoe and throwing it loudly, causing Alec to leap from his position staring out the window,
"What do you want Max?"
"I think we have some unfinished business."
"I think not. Everything that was needed to be said - was. As well as some things that weren't necessary."
He turned away from her, stimulating her fury further,
"Well I think we have!"
"Then say what you want to say Maxie. Tell me everything – just get it all off your chest!"
She flew at him, fists pounding, feet kicking. Alec absorbed the blows, his hands at his sides, not even trying to block the sloppy moves,
"Fight me back damn you!"
Max's voice rang out loud and enraged, muffled slightly by the sickening repetition of her body making contact with Alec's.
He hated it when things got out of control.
Worse still, when things happened so fast that everything was like it was in slow motion.
This was one of those times.
Before
he knew it, he was flying.
Then he was falling.
A sickening crack followed by pain...
And then nothing.
Max stared in shock at the place Alec had just been standing, now replaced by a shattered window. She ran over to it, sticking her out to look down way below at the shards of glass covering Alec's unnaturally twisted body.
Oh this was so not good.
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