CHAPTER 9: Escape and Evade?!?!
SUMMARY OF STORY: Max and Alec from "Dark Angel" (FOX) travel back in time via Manticore Technology to Sunnydale and meet up with Buffy, Xander, Willow, and Spike from "Buffy the Vampire Slayer" (UPN).
DARK ANGEL AND BUFFY STORYLINE: I am too lazy to type it, so just go to an earlier chapter where I have the storylines typed out! :-)
DISCLAIMER: yeah I have one of those, too. For my big long shpeil, check out a previous chapter. Long story short: I don't own either Dark Angel or Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Got it? Good.
Please read and review! If you wanna contact me, my e-mail is alias_angel_girl@yahoo.com
Also, several people have asked me about this- if you want me to e-mail you as soon as I post a new chapter, then either put your e-mail address in the Reviews, or e-mail it to me. I will send out an e-mail to everyone right after I put up a new chapter.
Don't forget to Review! It's what keeps me going! Even if you don't have anything to say about this FanFic- just review, so I know people are reading it! :-D
UPDATE: YAY I updated and it didn't take me like seven years!! Mwah ha ha I will try to update faster next time though :-D even though I am not TOTALLY for sure where I am going w/ this story.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy the chapter!!
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As soon as one of White's men slapped a pair of handcuffs on Alec, he immediately awoke. After noticing that he was still in the magic shop, he shot his leg out at the soldier, knocking him back a few feet.
He quickly jumped to his feet, only to be attacked with a series of tasers from behind. He yelled out in pain, and mentally scolded himself for not assessing the situation before taking action.
The tasers weren't enough to knock him back into unconciousness, but Alec was soon surrounded by White's men. Two of them grabbed his arms to hold him in place, and another few aimed their tasers at him, in case he tried something again.
"Let go of me," he commanded angrily through gritted teeth.
White then walked through the door, carrying a small briefcase. As soon as Alec saw White, he began struggling again. One of the soldiers shot him with a single taser, yet it was enough to cause him to double over and groan.
As White approached, the soldiers holding Alec quickly yanked him upright.
"Causing more problems, 494?," White questioned with his sarcastic, crooked smile, looking directly at Alec. "How about you be a good little freak, like 452 and her Slayer pal? They're still unconscious, not making a sound."
Alec was determined not to let his anger show through. "What, are you gonna give me detention if I don't follow all the rules?" he asked with fake innoncence, shooting a sarcastic grin right back at White.
"Actually," White responded as he set his briefcase down on the table. "This is better than 'detention.' At least for me, anyway." He clicked his briefcase open to reveal a bunch of bottles and syringes.
Alec eyed it curiously but didn't say anything. White picked up one of the bottles, a blue-ish liquid inside. He slowly filled one of the syringes with it, then walked over to the x-5.
Alec tensed up, but could feel the guards strengthening their grip on his arms. He looked directly at White, showing no sign of fear on his face.
"Now, this may hurt at first," White said, obviously pleased with this fact, "But hopefully it should have you unconscious in a few minutes." He then raised the syringe to Alec's arm, and inject the blue liquid into him.
It took Alec the majority of his strength to keep from crying out; he didn't want to give White the satisfaction of knowing that he was in pain. He could feel the icy liquid race through his veins, and it felt like he was being attacked with thousands of needles.
"The more you fight it, the faster it works," White stated, enjoying watching Alec in intense pain, being beaten from the inside.
After what seemed like hours, but in reality was only minutes, of Alec fighting off the pain, his vision began to blur and the room began to spin around him. A few seconds later, he slumped to the ground.
"Not so tough NOW are ya?" White asked the unconscious figure as he packed the syringe and bottle back into his briefcase.
"What did you give him, sir?" one of White's soldiers addressed him.
"An incredibly painful, yet very effective, chemical solution that will keep him unconscious for at least a couple hours. Or until whenever we need him." White answered. "Now, proceed with loading him into one of the jeeps. He shouldn't be a problem anymore."
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Buffy awoke slowly by being elbowed painfully in the side. She opened her eyes groggily to find out who was nudging her. She found herself looking into the face of Max.
Before Buffy could say anything, Max brought a finger to her lips, indicating her to keep quiet. She noticed that Max's hands were handcuffed together. Looking down, she discovered that her hands were also held together by a pair of handcuffs.
They were both sitting in the back seat of a very tiny and very green military jeep. The front and back seats were separated by a small screen, probably for the protection of those driving. Glancing into the front seat, Buffy saw two of White's men; one driving, the other rambling to the other about who-knows-what. It was obvious that both were oblivious to the fact that their two prisoners had just woken up.
Max looked at Buffy and raised her eyebrows. Buffy just shrugged, indicating that she had no idea how to get out of this situation.
After tugging on the cold steel handcuffs, Max realized it was useless to try and break them.
Buffy saw Max struggling and quickly and quietly reached up to pull a bobby pin out of her hair. She passed it over to the x-5, who then grinned appreciatively. In less than two seconds Max had picked the handcuffs and dropped them silently to the ground.
After checking to make sure the guards still hadn't noticed them, Buffy held out her hands to Max. As soon as the cuffs fell from her wrists, Buffy rubbed her arms where they had cut into her skin and nodded a "thanks" to Max.
Suddenly a voice crackled over the comm. radio. "We will be approaching our destination shortly. All units are to report immediately to HQ," it informed. The voice distinctly belonged to White. "Agents Kraener and Stevens report immediately," he added.
The man in the passenger seat picked up the radio. "Agent Stevens reporting," he said.
"Have you had any problems with 452 or the Slayer?" White voice asked.
"None at all, sir," Stevens answered, without so much as a glance to the back of their jeep.
"Good." White said. "Another unit reported problems with 494, but the situation was taken care of immediately."
Max couldn't help but grin when she heard this. 'Typical Alec.' she thought.
"We'll be sure to keep then in an unconscious state," the agent assured White. "Although I don't think they will waking up anytime soon."
Max looked at Buffy and they both rolled their eyes in unison. It was amazing how many stupid people White had working for him.
The agent clicked the comm. radio off and sat back in his seat. The man driving smiled. "This is a pretty nice job," he said, "Transporting two totally hot chicks and getting PAID for it."
The other agent laughed. "Yeah, and the best part is: their unconscious, so we don't have to listen to them talk."
This was the last straw for Max. After he said this, Max punched through the screen, hitting the agent in the back of the head. He quickly grabbed his head in pain, and the other man slammed on the breaks.
"What the." he started, but didn't get the chance to finish his sentence because Buffy shot her own arm through the screen to punch him. This knocked him out and he slumped forward onto the steering wheel.
"All men are pigs." Max grumbled angrily as Agent Stevens desperately scrambled to pull his gun out. Before he could get a hold of it, his face met with Max's foot, sending him unconscious.
After she knocked him out, Max slumped back in her seat, angry at all men in general. She and Buffy sat in silence for a few minutes, unaware of the fact that they were parked in the middle of the interstate, and angry cars were honking all round.
"So. what do you say we get out of here?" Buffy suggested finally. Max shrugged. "Sounds like a plan," she consented. They easily climbed out the windows of the jeep and scurried to the side of the road, as not to be hit by oncoming traffic.
"Where the HELL are we?" Max asked, folding her arms at the unfamiliar surroundings.
Buffy sighed as she saw a nearby roadsign. "About forty miles from Sunnydale," she announced. "It looks like we have a long walk ahead of us."
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"Thanks for the lift," Max called out as she and Buffy hopped out the back of a red pick-up truck.
"Not a problem," the man in the drivers seat yelled back before speeding off down the road.
"We're only about a block from the magic shop," Buffy said as the pair began walking down the street. "Let's just hope the others are okay."
Max paid no attention to what Buffy was saying. "I TOLD you there was an easier way of getting here than walking or paying for a cab," she said arrogantly, a smug smile decorating her face.
"Yeah yeah." Buffy admitted with a shrug. "You're right. But you didn't have to FLASH the guy. The old hitchhiker 'thumbs up' sign works too."
"Yeah, but you got to admit: my way worked pretty fast," Max shot back, laughing.
Buffy just rolled her eyes and kept on walking. A few minutes later they pulled the door of the magic shop open to see Willow, Giles, and Xander sitting around the table.
The three of them scrambled up as they waked through the door.
"Thank goodness you two are allright," Giles said with a tone of relief as he rushed over to them.
Max looked at the three of them suspiciously. They all seemed awfully nervous for some reason. "Is everything allright guys?" she questioned.
"Wait a minute," Buffy said hesitantly. "Where's Dawn?"
"That's the problem." Willow said nervously. "White's men kidnapped her."
SUMMARY OF STORY: Max and Alec from "Dark Angel" (FOX) travel back in time via Manticore Technology to Sunnydale and meet up with Buffy, Xander, Willow, and Spike from "Buffy the Vampire Slayer" (UPN).
DARK ANGEL AND BUFFY STORYLINE: I am too lazy to type it, so just go to an earlier chapter where I have the storylines typed out! :-)
DISCLAIMER: yeah I have one of those, too. For my big long shpeil, check out a previous chapter. Long story short: I don't own either Dark Angel or Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Got it? Good.
Please read and review! If you wanna contact me, my e-mail is alias_angel_girl@yahoo.com
Also, several people have asked me about this- if you want me to e-mail you as soon as I post a new chapter, then either put your e-mail address in the Reviews, or e-mail it to me. I will send out an e-mail to everyone right after I put up a new chapter.
Don't forget to Review! It's what keeps me going! Even if you don't have anything to say about this FanFic- just review, so I know people are reading it! :-D
UPDATE: YAY I updated and it didn't take me like seven years!! Mwah ha ha I will try to update faster next time though :-D even though I am not TOTALLY for sure where I am going w/ this story.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy the chapter!!
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As soon as one of White's men slapped a pair of handcuffs on Alec, he immediately awoke. After noticing that he was still in the magic shop, he shot his leg out at the soldier, knocking him back a few feet.
He quickly jumped to his feet, only to be attacked with a series of tasers from behind. He yelled out in pain, and mentally scolded himself for not assessing the situation before taking action.
The tasers weren't enough to knock him back into unconciousness, but Alec was soon surrounded by White's men. Two of them grabbed his arms to hold him in place, and another few aimed their tasers at him, in case he tried something again.
"Let go of me," he commanded angrily through gritted teeth.
White then walked through the door, carrying a small briefcase. As soon as Alec saw White, he began struggling again. One of the soldiers shot him with a single taser, yet it was enough to cause him to double over and groan.
As White approached, the soldiers holding Alec quickly yanked him upright.
"Causing more problems, 494?," White questioned with his sarcastic, crooked smile, looking directly at Alec. "How about you be a good little freak, like 452 and her Slayer pal? They're still unconscious, not making a sound."
Alec was determined not to let his anger show through. "What, are you gonna give me detention if I don't follow all the rules?" he asked with fake innoncence, shooting a sarcastic grin right back at White.
"Actually," White responded as he set his briefcase down on the table. "This is better than 'detention.' At least for me, anyway." He clicked his briefcase open to reveal a bunch of bottles and syringes.
Alec eyed it curiously but didn't say anything. White picked up one of the bottles, a blue-ish liquid inside. He slowly filled one of the syringes with it, then walked over to the x-5.
Alec tensed up, but could feel the guards strengthening their grip on his arms. He looked directly at White, showing no sign of fear on his face.
"Now, this may hurt at first," White said, obviously pleased with this fact, "But hopefully it should have you unconscious in a few minutes." He then raised the syringe to Alec's arm, and inject the blue liquid into him.
It took Alec the majority of his strength to keep from crying out; he didn't want to give White the satisfaction of knowing that he was in pain. He could feel the icy liquid race through his veins, and it felt like he was being attacked with thousands of needles.
"The more you fight it, the faster it works," White stated, enjoying watching Alec in intense pain, being beaten from the inside.
After what seemed like hours, but in reality was only minutes, of Alec fighting off the pain, his vision began to blur and the room began to spin around him. A few seconds later, he slumped to the ground.
"Not so tough NOW are ya?" White asked the unconscious figure as he packed the syringe and bottle back into his briefcase.
"What did you give him, sir?" one of White's soldiers addressed him.
"An incredibly painful, yet very effective, chemical solution that will keep him unconscious for at least a couple hours. Or until whenever we need him." White answered. "Now, proceed with loading him into one of the jeeps. He shouldn't be a problem anymore."
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Buffy awoke slowly by being elbowed painfully in the side. She opened her eyes groggily to find out who was nudging her. She found herself looking into the face of Max.
Before Buffy could say anything, Max brought a finger to her lips, indicating her to keep quiet. She noticed that Max's hands were handcuffed together. Looking down, she discovered that her hands were also held together by a pair of handcuffs.
They were both sitting in the back seat of a very tiny and very green military jeep. The front and back seats were separated by a small screen, probably for the protection of those driving. Glancing into the front seat, Buffy saw two of White's men; one driving, the other rambling to the other about who-knows-what. It was obvious that both were oblivious to the fact that their two prisoners had just woken up.
Max looked at Buffy and raised her eyebrows. Buffy just shrugged, indicating that she had no idea how to get out of this situation.
After tugging on the cold steel handcuffs, Max realized it was useless to try and break them.
Buffy saw Max struggling and quickly and quietly reached up to pull a bobby pin out of her hair. She passed it over to the x-5, who then grinned appreciatively. In less than two seconds Max had picked the handcuffs and dropped them silently to the ground.
After checking to make sure the guards still hadn't noticed them, Buffy held out her hands to Max. As soon as the cuffs fell from her wrists, Buffy rubbed her arms where they had cut into her skin and nodded a "thanks" to Max.
Suddenly a voice crackled over the comm. radio. "We will be approaching our destination shortly. All units are to report immediately to HQ," it informed. The voice distinctly belonged to White. "Agents Kraener and Stevens report immediately," he added.
The man in the passenger seat picked up the radio. "Agent Stevens reporting," he said.
"Have you had any problems with 452 or the Slayer?" White voice asked.
"None at all, sir," Stevens answered, without so much as a glance to the back of their jeep.
"Good." White said. "Another unit reported problems with 494, but the situation was taken care of immediately."
Max couldn't help but grin when she heard this. 'Typical Alec.' she thought.
"We'll be sure to keep then in an unconscious state," the agent assured White. "Although I don't think they will waking up anytime soon."
Max looked at Buffy and they both rolled their eyes in unison. It was amazing how many stupid people White had working for him.
The agent clicked the comm. radio off and sat back in his seat. The man driving smiled. "This is a pretty nice job," he said, "Transporting two totally hot chicks and getting PAID for it."
The other agent laughed. "Yeah, and the best part is: their unconscious, so we don't have to listen to them talk."
This was the last straw for Max. After he said this, Max punched through the screen, hitting the agent in the back of the head. He quickly grabbed his head in pain, and the other man slammed on the breaks.
"What the." he started, but didn't get the chance to finish his sentence because Buffy shot her own arm through the screen to punch him. This knocked him out and he slumped forward onto the steering wheel.
"All men are pigs." Max grumbled angrily as Agent Stevens desperately scrambled to pull his gun out. Before he could get a hold of it, his face met with Max's foot, sending him unconscious.
After she knocked him out, Max slumped back in her seat, angry at all men in general. She and Buffy sat in silence for a few minutes, unaware of the fact that they were parked in the middle of the interstate, and angry cars were honking all round.
"So. what do you say we get out of here?" Buffy suggested finally. Max shrugged. "Sounds like a plan," she consented. They easily climbed out the windows of the jeep and scurried to the side of the road, as not to be hit by oncoming traffic.
"Where the HELL are we?" Max asked, folding her arms at the unfamiliar surroundings.
Buffy sighed as she saw a nearby roadsign. "About forty miles from Sunnydale," she announced. "It looks like we have a long walk ahead of us."
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"Thanks for the lift," Max called out as she and Buffy hopped out the back of a red pick-up truck.
"Not a problem," the man in the drivers seat yelled back before speeding off down the road.
"We're only about a block from the magic shop," Buffy said as the pair began walking down the street. "Let's just hope the others are okay."
Max paid no attention to what Buffy was saying. "I TOLD you there was an easier way of getting here than walking or paying for a cab," she said arrogantly, a smug smile decorating her face.
"Yeah yeah." Buffy admitted with a shrug. "You're right. But you didn't have to FLASH the guy. The old hitchhiker 'thumbs up' sign works too."
"Yeah, but you got to admit: my way worked pretty fast," Max shot back, laughing.
Buffy just rolled her eyes and kept on walking. A few minutes later they pulled the door of the magic shop open to see Willow, Giles, and Xander sitting around the table.
The three of them scrambled up as they waked through the door.
"Thank goodness you two are allright," Giles said with a tone of relief as he rushed over to them.
Max looked at the three of them suspiciously. They all seemed awfully nervous for some reason. "Is everything allright guys?" she questioned.
"Wait a minute," Buffy said hesitantly. "Where's Dawn?"
"That's the problem." Willow said nervously. "White's men kidnapped her."
