TITLE: Genetically Empowered (My Finale & Season 3)
EPISODE: 5 "TERRIBLE TEENS" 9/20/02
WRITTEN BY: Heather Ferguson (fergus80)
EMAIL: hferguso@niu.edu
WEBSITE: http://eric_greta.tripod.com (Jensen)
RATING: PG-13 (For now, will post alternate chapters if ratings change)
SUMMARY: How 'Freak Nation' and S3 should have been. M/A
SPOILERS: Everything!
DISCLAIMER: All Dark Angel characters belong to James Cameron, FOX, etc. etc. etc.
FEEDBACK: PLEASE!!! I CRAVE IT!!! It makes me want to write more.
DEDICATION: To all the Nuns at the Church of Alec, and the Blue Lady! And a special thank you to those who read, and corrected my spelling, grammar, tenses, etc. You know who you are, you wonderful nuns you. ;)
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Glass shattered and flew across the small store, as people screamed in the background. Customers hid behind the aisles of the little convenience store. The teenagers skipped through the store, knocking things off the shelves as they went.
The clerk behind the counter went for the silent alarm. But one of the male teens rushed over to him, at an incredible rate of speed, grabbing his wrist. "I wouldn't do that if I were you."
The man shook in the teen's grasp, and spoke with a shaky voice, "Just take whatever you want, and don't hurt anyone."
The boys grin grew, and he looked over his shoulder, "Did you hear that, we can take whatever we want?" Laughter was heard from the teens, as they started to stuff their bags with items. He turned back to the clerk, and reached under the counter, taking the gun that was kept there as well. He waved it around in the air, and the customers quickly moved to the floor. "What? You think a gun makes me more deadly?" He asked no one in particular.
The other teens laughed again, as they continued to ransack the store. As the boy turned away to see what his comrades were doing, the clerk's eyes widened at seeing the barcode on the back of the teens neck. "You're… you're one of them…"
The teen turned back around with a large smile, and then his fist connected with the clerks face. The guy fell to the floor out cold. He turned back to the others, "Okay, we've been here long enough. Let's get outt'a here."
They all nodded, and followed him out of the store in a hurry, one of the females threw a can at the only unbroken window. The glass shattered, as the teens ran laughing away into the night.
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It was late, very late. Headquarters was quiet as always at that time, which was exactly the way Logan liked it. He had requested this shift, saying he wanted to help out where he could. So he was helping out in the medical lab entering data during the day, and watching the news feeds on the TV and Internet at night. It kept him around, *Around Max.*
But as he opened up another browser window on the computer, it also allowed him to use the Internet. He looked at the message boards, and medical sites. Seeing if there was any new information, if his contacts had left him any messages. *I will find a cure, I will find one Max.*
He opened another new thread in the message board he was on, and started to type, like he usually did. Typing scientific jargon that only certain people would be able to understand and recognize. He was seeking out a scientist from Manticore that could help him. But Logan was so busy with his message, that he wasn't really paying attention to the TV's. After submitting the request, the news finally caught his eye. "Oh, God," he said and grabbed Dix's phone next to the computer. He pressed memory then two.
He didn't have to wait long for the phone to pick up, "Max… you have to get here, it's not good," he said into the phone, and then started to stand up, turning to the televisions once again. But he quickly sat back down on the stool, his legs feeling shaky.
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Max closed her phone as she stood up from the table, "We gotta get to headquarters."
Alec, Vin, and Mel all stood up as well. Alec downed the rest of his drink and sat it back on the table, and followed Max to the bar's exit. "What's wrong?"
"That was Logan, something's on the news. And from the way it sounds," she said as she pushed open the door, the others following, "It's not good."
"Well there goes our plans for some fun tonight," Mel sighed as they ran towards headquarters.
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They designed her to be the perfect soldier--a human weapon. Then she escaped. In a future not far from now, in a broken world, she is haunted by her past. She cannot run; she must fight to discover her destiny. --- DARK ANGEL
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"Great, this is just great," Max said as she watched the news report again. The video camera of the convenience store had caught most of what had happened.
Alec shook his head, then ran his hand through his hair when the report zoomed in on the barcode on the back of the teen's neck. He looked at them, all of their faces, and turned to Vin, "I don't remember any of them. Do you?"
Vin shook his head, "They aren't any of the X6's I met. You Mel?" She shook her head no, and he turned back to Alec, "If anyone would know them, it would be you."
Max looked at the three of them, "What do you mean?"
Alec just shook his head, "I'm just a social person," he said with his usual smirk. She rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to the television. Mel and Vin gave him a strange look, and he moved his hand over his neck in a cutting fashion.
"Whatever," Vin mumbled and looked back at the TV.
"This is sooo not good," Mel said.
"Who the hell are they?" Max asked and then turned to Vin. "Have they checked into Terminal City?" He shook his head no, and she turned to Alec. "We have to stop them."
He gave her a slight grin, "And exactly how do you plan on doing that Maxie? Just march right up to them, give them a good spanking, and then 'show them the error of their ways'?"
"Something like that," she snapped back and turned to Logan at the computer. "Any luck on finding out where they are?"
He shook his head, "Nope. Maybe it's just a one time thing."
Alec laughed, "Yeah… Right. We have a bunch of transgenic teenagers on the loose, that just destroyed a quickie mart. I'm sure it was just a one time thing." He rolled his eyes and looked at the TV again. The news was showing a close up of the barcode once again. He was trying to make out the number, but the footage wasn't good enough, the lines blurred together too much.
Max looked back and forth between the two and sighed, she turned back to Logan, "Well you and Dix might be able to locate them. If you do, let me know." He nodded again, and started working on the computer.
{{Oh my… this just in…}} The reporter on the TV yelled out, grabbing the room's attention once again. {{There seems to have been another robbery by the group of transgenics, just minutes ago.}}
Max's hand went to her face, "This is not happening."
Alec reached over and put his hand on her shoulder, "Don't worry. We'll find them, and put a stop to this."
She looked up at him, "Let's just hope we find them before White or the police do."
He nodded, as Logan looked at Alec's hand on Max's shoulder, his fists clenching, as he turned back to the computer.
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The next morning laugher could be heard from behind the office door. Otto knocked lightly, a curious look on his face. "Enter!" yelled the voice from behind it.
Otto walked into the room tentatively, "Is everything okay sir?"
White turned to him, a large smile on his face, and showed him the morning paper. The front page showed the barcode on the back of the boy's neck. "A convenience store, a jewelry store, and a bank all in one night Otto… all in one night." He grinned again, "This will teach them."
He looked over at the other paper sitting there, from a few days before, his jaw tensing at the article on the breeding cult. "They want a media war… seems like they are getting one."
Otto gave him a strange look, "What do you mean? How are the transgenic teens acting up creating a war? And how do you play in it?"
White just smiled and leaned back in his chair, is finger tips pressing together, "All in good time Otto, all in good time."
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Logan typed in a few more sheets of information into the computer. He sat the one paper down, and then picked up the next.
"There you go," Mel said as she finished the makeshift cast on the X8's arm. She rubbed the top of his head, "Now stop running and jumping the roof tops." He nodded at her and she smiled. "Come back in a couple days and I can take that off of you." The boy nodded again, and jumped off the bed and ran towards the door.
She shook her head and headed over to Logan, "Kids," he mumbled slightly.
"Yeah, tons of energy and they have no idea what to do with it," she sighed, "At least they can sort of have a childhood." She stopped with the memory, and saw him looking at her. "Anyways…" she motioned at the paperwork, "You know you don't have to do that all at once."
"I know, but it gives me something to do, while Dix is working at headquarters."
She nodded, "That actually reminds me, I need to get back there." She started to walk to the door, and looked back at him, "You sure you're okay here all alone?" Not that she wanted to stay with him. He just… rubbed her the wrong way. But she still felt sorry for him.
He smiled, "Yeah, I'm fine." She nodded and headed out of the door. Logan finished typing up the information, and sat the piece of paper aside again. He then slowly got back up and headed back to the refrigerator units. He opened the door he did last time, and looked through for the number. Smiling, he took out the bag of dark liquid and shut the door behind him.
He went over and got the needle and tubing, and hooked up the bag. Sam Carr's words echoed in his head, "The more you use it, the less effective it might become." He shook it off, so what if it was true? Did it matter? No, because at least it worked. His mind replayed the image of Alec's hand on Max's shoulder. "It has to work… at least until I can be the one to touch you."
Logan started the transfusion into his arm, and he closed his eyes as he felt the blood hit his system. A smile played across his face as he could feel the new energy race through his system. His eyes opened, his fingers going over the long number on the bag, the last three digits reading 494.
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Max walked out of her office and asked the same thing she had the last four times that morning, "Anything on them yet?"
Luke turned from the TV, "Finding where they are… no. Finding out what they have been up too… yes." He said pointing to the screen, which was showing another news broadcast. She walked over to him, and he continued, updating her, "They just destroyed a grocery store."
"Can it get any worse?" she asked to no one in particular.
"Yeah," Mole said walking up to her, "They sent three of the customers to the hospital, they aren't sure if one of them is going to make it."
Max spun around to him, "What?" She was outraged, "Why? Why did they do that?"
Mole shook his head, "Have no idea, the video footage shows that they weren't resisting or anything."
She wanted to scream, and she turned to the sound of Alec walking in. He motioned to the televisions, and she could tell by the look on his face that he already knew about it, and was mad as hell. "What the hell is wrong with them!?!" He walked over to Dix, and looked at the computer, "Is there any way that we can figure out where they are before they hit?"
Dix shook his head, "I've been trying to figure out if there is a pattern, or anything. But there isn't. It's totally random, and all over the map."
Max threw her hands up in the air, and started to pace, "They are having a hella'va time, and making us look bad."
Alec looked over at Mole, then back to her. "How about we send out some of our X6's to the areas they have hit. See if they can find them."
Mole nodded, and Max sighed, "What if our X6's join them?"
Alec shook his head, "Won't happen. I know exactly who I'll send."
She nodded, and waved her hand as an okay. Alec turned around, motioned to a few of the X6's in there, and walked out the door, as they followed.
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"Yes sir, I agree," White said into his phone. The grin on his face an indicator of the pleasure he was getting from this phone call. "I agree. Something needs to be done about this." He nodded, listening to the General on the phone.
"It's not just the teenage transgenics that are doing these robberies, all of them are. They just haven't been as noticeable." He nodded again, "Yes sir, and they're all dangerous."
A small knock was heard, followed by the door opening slightly. White looked up and waved Otto inside. "Yes, they're all a threat. Even if they're contained in Terminal City." The grin was getting wider, more sadistic. He knew he was winning the General over. "Yes, I agree sir."
Otto came over and sat in the chair in front of White's desk. "What do I think we should do?" White leaned back in his chair, "Well sir… personally… I think we need to go in there, and take them by force." He nodded, "Yes, I agree. They will not go willingly. There will be bloodshed."
He nodded once more while on the phone, "My concern is for the civilians if we don't sir. I mean, one of them is fighting for their life right now. How many more will be considered an acceptable loss?" He knew he got him on that one. "All I need is your permission sir."
White sat up as he listened to the General, "Everything will be ready sir. I'll take care of it personally. Just send me the men."
Otto sat up across from him, and waited as White continued talking. "I'll inform you when everything is set. Thank you sir. Goodbye," and with that he hung up the phone and turned back to the other man in his office. "Well Otto, I just got the military under my control. It's time for a little payback."
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Max and Mel were pacing back and forth behind Dix. Vin was drumming his fingers on the armrest of the couch, his foot moving quickly against his knee. Mole was on his fourth cigar and cleaned his ninth already clean gun in the last hour. Alec was standing behind Logan, who was now also looking up stuff on another computer they had hauled in and hooked up. Even Alec was shifting his weight back and forth on his feet in agitation.
"How can they just completely disappear?" Max asked again as she spun on her heal, turning back around once again. The two women, completely in sync with their pacing.
"Exactly!" Mel said, turning at the other end of the room, and walking back towards Max, and then past her. "I mean… all of us are looking for them. It's not like we're the sector police."
Vin laughed, "If we were the sector police, we would have given up an hour after it happened."
Alec shook his head, "They are trained soldiers like the rest of us. They got most of the training that we did. They know how to avoid being detected. That's the problem." He read through the data on the screen in a moment, and sighed. His patience getting the better of him, he reached over Logan, and scrolled down the browser reading everything that was there. "Go to the next page, there's nothing."
Logan looked up at him, "What?" How do you…"
Alec just rolled his eyes at him, "I read it, there's nothing there… you're just wasting time."
"Well maybe there is, if you read it carefully and not just skim it."
Alec's hands fisted, his knuckles turning white. "Do you want me to tell you everything I just read, word for fucking word?"
"There's no reason to get hostile," Logan said his eyes dancing, knowing that he was deliberately egging the younger man on.
"Hostile?" Alec yelled, his patience growing very thin with the slow human.
"Yes. We just need to..."
"You're telling ME what WE need to do?" He was getting really angry, he had let Logan on the computer for Max. He had allowed him to help out because he didn't want to create trouble. He had not objected because he felt bad for the guy. But this… this was too much. "Get out of the way."
"Excuse me?"
"You are wasting time we don't have, now move," he said indicating for the older man to get up.
"I'm not going anywhere," Logan said waving him way.
Max saw Alec's shoulders tensing, saw the look in Logan's eye, and knew things were not going to go well soon. She quickly moved over, "Hey… guys. We don't have time for this."
Alec looked over at her, "That's what I've been saying."
Logan looked up at Max, trying to give her his best hurt look. "I'm looking for information. Seeing what I can find, and he just wants me to zip through it. We need to carefully analyze the information so we don't miss something important."
Max nodded listening to him, and Alec rolled his eyes up in his head. She turned towards Alec, "Logan's right. It's not like they are just going to have something that says, 'here we are'."
He looked over her head, and saw that everyone was watching them. He really didn't want to do this here with everyone, but he didn't want to pull her away to delicately explain to her, that her non-ex-boyfriend was human and slow as hell compared to what they could do. But then again, Max probably had no clue what all they were capable of, or trained in.
Alec looked down at his watch, "Max, we have just wasted five minutes arguing over this."
"Then let Logan get back to work."
His jaw tensed, and he took a breath. He tried to be diplomatic. "I'm sure Logan is great, doing research and everything. But right now… we don't have time for the way he does things. Let me do this…"
Max shook her head, "But he knows what he's doing Alec, you have no idea…"
He cut her off, his anger was starting to get the better of him, "You have NO idea what I know."
She stopped, her eyes wide at his tone of voice and the conviction in it. She saw Mel and Vin out of the corner of her eye straighten almost immediately at the sound of his voice. She swallowed slightly, and then tried to shake off the instinct to do the same. She mentally shook herself, and then gave him a challenging eye, "Fine Mr. Big shot. Let's see what you can do." She turned to Logan, "You've been at it awhile anyway, why don't you get something to eat."
"Max…" Logan started, "I'm fine."
She waved her hand, "No, let's see this." Logan sighed and moved from the chair, stepping to the side, as Alec sat down on it. He cracked his knuckles over the keyboard, and Max rolled her eyes. She swore she heard a small chuckle from Mel behind her. *What a smart-ass.*
His hands went to the keyboard, not even bothering with the mouse, as his fingers did the commands without it. She felt Mel come up behind her and peer over her shoulder, as she watched him go through page after page of information. Three browser windows opened, and tiled across the screen.
She was reading it as he was, but he was moving faster, as if he was getting the hang of it again. The pages were starting to zip by. The lag in time was only from the Internet connection or the keyboard not being fast enough to keep up with him. She watched the police database roll by, a couple military pages, news pages. She saw images of the city from satellite, and names of people just having used their sector pass.
The sound of the other woman's voice almost made her jump, "I always wondered why Manticore was so shocked he learned how to play the piano in under 24 hours. I mean… really? How different is it?"
Max watched him moving through more and more government databases, the words whipping by. She turned to the blond, "You knew he could do this?"
Mel gave her a strange look, "You didn't?"
She shook her head, "No clue. He never tried before. Always let Logan find things out." Mel just nodded at her, and Max looked at Alec again, then turned towards Logan. She caught the look on his face. It was a cross between awe and anger. She could just imagine how he was feeling, and she felt bad. But, this wasn't a time to worry about his feelings right then, they had to find the X6's and stop them.
Max turned back to Mel, and her voice quiet, "What else does he know?"
"What do you mean?"
"He's never told me everything about what he was trained for back at…"
"Luke!" Alec yelled out from the computer, "Do you have those new maps on sector 12?"
"Yeah, I'll get them right now," Luke hollered back, running over to the pile on a side table and looking through them.
Max's train of thought was thrown out the window, as she turned back to him, and moved next to him, her hand on his shoulder, her head leaning over looking at the page. "What did you find?"
"I'm not sure, it could be them. It could be something else. But it's definitely NOT supposed to be there," he said pointing to an image from one of the satellites of sector twelve.
Max looked up at the map on the wall. It had pushpins on the it of all the places the group had hit. "That place is also in a good proximity to everything, not exactly central, but not too far away. The police wouldn't look there though."
Vin moved over to them, "Exactly. They know better." The other transgenics nodded in agreement.
"Hey, Mole." Alec turned towards the reptilian man in the corner, "Get Doug and JJ on the phone. I think I sent them to sector 12, have them go stake it out." Mole nodded and headed over to the other side of the room to pick up his phone.
"I've got the map," Luke said laying it down on the table.
The four X5's moved over to the table, looking at it. "It's not there," Max said, she looked up at Luke, "How old is this map?"
"Only about a week."
She smiled, it didn't mean that it was what they were looking for, but at least it was something.
"Alec," Mole said walking over to them, "That was JJ. He's not sure if it was the ones from TV or not, but there are definitely some teens over there, as well as a black van."
He nodded, "That explains the other dark dot that was near by on the picture. Tell him to keep a watch, but stay out of the way." Mole nodded and started talking into the phone again.
"Well smart ass," Max started and got a cocky smile in return, for which she hit his shoulder. "We better get our asses over there and teach these kids a lesson."
He nodded looking up at the other two. They nodded back to him, "Okay. Max, Vin, and I will go in for them. Mel you stay in the van, and be our lookout. We also need you to keep in contact with Dix…" He sighed lightly and decided to add… "and Logan to see if there is any news." He turned to Dix, "We'll need you to watch the satellite feed. Make sure no one else is coming into the area."
Max nodded, "Yeah, we deal with this on our own." They all agreed.
"I should go," Logan chimed in.
Alec closed his eyes, his fingers gripping the table. Max spoke up quickly, turning to him, "Logan, this could get violent…"
Logan smiled at her, "I know Max. I should stay in the van with my laptop, and then Mel can go with you guys and help. One extra person with you guys would be better. And I can get the information faster that way."
Alec looked up at Max and saw the look in her eye. Why the hell couldn't she say no to Logan? He closed his eyes and knew why, *Because she loves him, and would do anything for him. Even though they 'aren't like that."* He could see the discomfort it was putting her under, and he just gave in. "We could use the four of us."
He saw the small smile that came across her face, "Okay Logan, you're going. Hurry up and get your stuff together, we meet in the garage in 5 minutes." He heard the older man quickly move out of the building to get his stuff, and then he felt her slim fingers on his shoulder again.
"Thanks," was all she said and then left for her office.
Alec looked up to his two friends faces, both looking back at him in slight shock. "Don't, don't start," he told them, "I don't believe I agreed to it either."
Vin just shook his head with a smile, and patted Alec on the back as he walked by. Mel just laughed, her words echoing back to him, "Men."
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Logan pulled up to the side of a building a couple blocks from where they were headed. Alec turned around to the others in the back from the passenger seat, as he put the earpiece in his ear, watching the others do the same. The wire then going around his ear, and down his shirt. He then fished out the small microphone, and spoke into it, "Everyone hear me?"
They all nodded, and each tried out theirs to make sure they all worked. He turned back to Logan, "Get JJ on." Logan hit a few keystrokes and the teen was responding.
{{Yeah, they're in there all right. And having a grand ol' time.}}
"Okay, now get out of there and head back to TC. We'll take care of this. Tell Mole everything you found out, and have him call back the others," Alec ordered the teen.
{{Got it!}}
With that he motioned Logan to shut it off, and he turned back to the others. "We ready?"
Vin smiled, "Aren't we always?"
They started to pick up their guns and Max eyes got wide, "What the hell do you think you are doing?" Alec took in a breath and let it out slowly, already knowing what was coming. "Their kids… their US… we don't need guns."
"Max…" Alec started but was cut off.
"Yeah, Alec… their just teenagers," Logan chimed in, "Do you think you can't handle them?"
He gave the older man an evil look, and then turned back to Max, "It's just a precaution Max."
She didn't like it, didn't like it at all. "Fine. Only as a last resort. But, I'M not taking one."
He sighed, and then grinned, "Good."
Her mouth opened, "Good? What do you mean good? Why is me not having a gun good?"
He moved through the van opening up the back door, Mel falling in behind him. He looked over his shoulder with a large smile as the sun came into the vehicle. "You're so out of practice with them, you'd probably shoot one of us WITH the safety on." Alec saw her mouth open wider in shock and fire move across her eyes and he quickly jumped out of the van. He could hear her cussing him out as he did so.
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Otto walked out of White's office, and into the communications room. He sighed sitting down at one of the desks, and looked over at Op #1. "Well Steve, he's got military support."
The operative's eyes widened, "So soon?" Otto nodded, and ran his hand through his hair. "That can't be good."
Otto just shook his head, "Things are proceeding much quicker that we thought." He took out his phone, and dialed. Steve shook his head, as Otto put the phone to his ear and waited for it to pick up. "It's me." He sat up a little straighter, "He's going in with the military…"
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Two teens were playing video games in front of a big plasma screen TV, the sound turned up loud, their advanced reflexes getting them through the bloody game at an impressive rate. Another was laying on the couch, open bag of chips laying next to him, as his head bobbed to the music in his headphones. A girl was lying on the floor, with a laptop in front of her, as she was hacking into bank accounts and shopping online. Another girl opened a can of pop, and flopped herself down on the couch, watching the two playing the game, "Can you believe how easy this all is?"
The others laughed, "Yeah, piece of cake," the boy next to her said.
"Yeah. Video games and cheese curls are so worth destroying any chance we have at being accepted in the world."
The loud voice startled all the teens and they turned to find the four transgenics standing there behind them, Max towards the front, her hands on her hips in an angry stance. The teens all got to their feet quickly, instantly taking a fighting stance. "452," said the boy who had punched the convenience store clerk.
Alec smiled, "I guess your reputation precedes you Maxie."
"Ahhh, yes, and 494… her sidekick and breeding partner."
Vin tried not to choke, but it didn't work to well, "Guess yours does too."
Alec gave him an evil eye, and turned back to the group, "Now listen kiddies. This needs to stop. You can either come back to Terminal City with us… peacefully. Or…" He cracked his knuckles in front of him, "We can do it the hard way."
The teens just smirked back at him, "You really think you're going to take US out of here?"
Max looked at them, "Us four against you five?" she laughed, "I think so. But I don't think it needs to come to that. I mean… what the hell do you think you were doing?" She said as the four of them slowly started to walk towards the others.
The boy grinned, "Exactly what we're supposed to do."
Mel looked at him strangely, "And exactly when did Manticore train you to destroy civilian shopping centers?"
"They didn't," he said, his group moving closer to the four.
Alec could see instantly, this was not going to go peacefully. His eyes scanned the kids, and he still couldn't place one of them, he couldn't remember any of their faces. Then Logan's voice came through his earpiece, {{There's a group of military vehicles in the area.}}
"Are they coming this way?" Max asked into microphone, even as the two groups started to circle one another.
{{No. I'll keep an eye on it…}}
She didn't hear the rest of his answer because she saw the one girl move out of the corner of her eye, and her foot came out to block her. Then all hell broke loose.
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Logan could hear the scuffle, and other sounds through the speaker. "Max… Max?" But she wasn't answering. "Mel… Vin… Alec?" They weren't answering him, but he could hear things breaking in the background. "Max… answer me!"
He grabbed the gun that Max didn't take, and hopped out of the van running towards the building, his legs moving faster, as the energy from the transfusion flowed through him.
The laptop showed the blips of the vehicles on the screen, as they started to move towards their location. {{Logan… the Military is on the way… Logan?"}} Dix's voice echoed over the speaker in the van…. {{Logan? Can you hear me? They'll be there in less than five minutes… Logan????}}
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Scenes from an All New DA on 9/27/02:
*ON THE NEXT DARK ANGEL*
Max staged backwards hitting the floor as the boy's foot connected with her face.
WHAT DO YOU DO?
The kids stilled seeing their leader in Alec's grasp, a gun pointed to his head.
WHEN EVERTHING IS OUT OF CONTROL…
Max walked back over to Alec, and took a deep breath. "We still have time to try and make a run for it."
AND THERE IS NOTHING YOU CAN DO TO STOP IT.
White crossed his arms. "Just think Otto, this time tomorrow, this could all be over."