CHAPTER 11: Hit the Town
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- review anyway!!!!, so I know people are reading it! :-D
WOW I AM AMAZING!!!!! Lol I am so proud of myself: I put up TWO (not one, but two!) Chapters in ONE DAY!! That's definitely a new record for me!! The next chapter won't be up as quickly (no way I can write THREE chapters in one night!!) but it should be up within the next few days or so.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy the chapter!!
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Alec woke up slowly and groggily. 'Where am I?' he wondered internally. He was sprawled on the floor, as though he had been carelessly thrown there. He had a terrible headache, and when he reached up to touch his head, he realized his hands were chained.
He slowly sat up, a puzzled look on his face as he saw that the chains on his hands were connected to the wall, preventing him from going more than five feet away. Suddenly he began to remember everything: time-traveling, Spike and Buffy, White's men invading the Magic Box...
"Oh man," he muttered to himself, still in a slight daze from whatever the hell White had injected into him. The effects of the drug were still wearing off.
It was then that he began to observe his surroundings. He was in a small room, the size of a bedroom. There was a door across the wall to the left of him, and a broken table placed in the middle of the room, to the right of him. Chairs and boxes lay scattered randomly throughout the junk-filled room. Everything was covered in a fine layer of dust, and it look like as though this space hadn't been used in years.
Alec almost laughed at the mess. He thought to himself, 'This could almost be Max's apartment.'
Max. He had forgotten about her. Alec bolted to his feet, although it could do no good, as he was still chained to the wall. He didn't know if Max and the others had gotten safely out of the Magic Box.
"Great, just great." Alec mumbled to himself, pacing as far as the chains would let him. He had no idea if ANY of the gang were safe. Max? Buffy? Spike? Giles? Dawn? . for all he knew they could all very well be dead right now.
'That's crazy,' he told himself, 'Max can handle herself, and so can that blond-Slayer-chick. I'm sure they're okay. They're perfectly safe.'
This thought seemed pretty reassuring, until he also contemplated that if the girls HAD taken White and his buddies down, then they surely would have freed himself.
Being from Manticore, he was used to being a prisoner, but usually he had an idea of what exactly was going on. He let out a small groan of anger and kicked the wall in frustration, upset that he didn't know what was happening.
"Now is that anyway to treat our walls?" a sarcastic voice asked, entering the room.
Alec spun around to see who was speaking, and glared as he noticed it was White. "Where am I? What's going on?" he asked immediately, shooting out questions.
Ames White just shook his head, and two guards filed in the door behind him, although they didn't appear to be armed.
"I don't think you're in any position to be asking questions. I'm here to check up on you, not to be interrogated," he said, almost tauntingly, as he motioned to the chains that restrained his prisoner.
Alec tugged on them angrily, although he knew it was useless. "At least tell me if Max is all right," he said. It came out more pleadingly than as a command.
White raised his eyebrows. "What. have a little 'crush' for your fellow x- 5, do you?" he asked teasingly. "Well come to think of it, you two WERE breeding partners back at Manticore, correct?...."
Alec glared at the man. "JUST because I want to know whether Max is alive or not does not mean I am 'CRUSHING' on her," he said, stressing the word.
Ames White let out a small laugh. "Fine, fine. but if you must know; you're friend Max and her little pal, the Slayer, escaped from my guards," there seemed to be a slight bitterness in his voice now, thought it was obvious he was trying not to let it show.
This almost made Alec smile. "Good," he said.
"Not for you," White continued. "Now I have to use you and that little girl to lure them back here."
Little girl?? This puzzled Alec. White couldn't be talking about. "DAWN?!" he asked wildly. "You kidnapped Buffy's little sister, Dawn, too?!"
"Oh, is that her name?" White asked, as though he didn't care. "She's fine. she's in another room down the hall, sleeping."
"Sleeping? By that do you mean you drugged HER too?!" he asked sarcastically.
"No," White said, equally as sardonically. "She's literally asleep. It's one o'clock in the morning, in case you hadn't noticed."
"No, I didn't notice," Alec said, trying to calm himself down, resorting to his soldier-like ways of showing no emotion. "There isn't exactly a clock in here."
"Being funny isn't going to get you out of those chains," White warned resentfully, trying to show that he was the one empowered in this situation. To him there was nothing more annoying than a smart-alecky prisoner.
"That's incredibly low of you White," Alec said getting back on the subject. He couldn't help but be filled with fury and rage that Ames would do such a thing. "I know you and your people are pretty pathetic, but to kidnap a little girl?! .That's even more pitiful than I thought you were."
White rolled his eyes, apparently not affected by Alec's criticism. "In this business, you have to do what you have to do to get what you want." He said this with a cold look and his eye, and Alec knew that this man probably lived by that motto.
"You just keep telling yourself that," Alec replied softly, his eyes still ablaze with anger.
White flashed his infamous smirk at Alec. "I'll do that," he said, then turned and walked out the door, his guards following him.
Alec could hear two locks click on the door after they slammed it shut. He leaned against the wall and slowly slid to the floor. Once again he looked at his surrounds, and let out a loud sigh. There was no way out of this room, except through that door: no window, not even any air vents to crawl through.
"Great, just great." he muttered in defeat.
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Before the others had reached their first destination, Max and Buffy had already checked two of the addresses on their list. The first one had been empty, and the other had been recently destroyed to make way for another building.
"Okay where's the next one?" Buffy questioned as they walked down the dark street. They had only the occasional streetlight to light their way, which was fine for their souped-up eyesight, but a huge disadvantage for the other groups.
"Oakwood Avenue," Max responded immediately, having memorized all of the addresses.
"Oakwood?!" Buffy asked in disbelief, stopping in her tracks. "That's clear on the other side of town. It'll take us forever to get there, even if we run."
"Then let's just run faster," Max said shrugged and continued walking.
"By the time we get there, it could be too late for Dawn," Buffy continued, rushing to catch up with Max. "And Alec," she added hurriedly."
Max stopped and put her hands on her hips and looked at the blonde girl, hesitantly. "Then I might have an idea."
Buffy's face lit up. "Good, let's hear it!"
"You're not going to like it though," Max added with a spark in her eye, "I can guarantee you that."
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"I think this is illegal." Buffy said tentatively as she watched Max jump in the air and easily clear a ten-foot fence.
"Yeah, well sometimes you have to do what you have to do to get what you want," Max said with a grin from the other side of the chain-link fence, incredibly unaware that White just happened to be telling that exact same statement to Alec.
A few seconds later, Buffy had climbed the fence and joined her on the other side.
"Look on the bright side, Buffy: now you can cross 'Break into a car dealership and steal a motorcycle' off your 'Life List of Things To Do,'" Max joked laughingly.
Buffy couldn't help but smile as well. "Yeah, yeah, let's just hurry up," she suggested lightly. Max quickly found a motorcycle to her liking.
"These are much better pre-pulse," she commented almost jealously as she promptly hotwired the vehicle and climbed on. Buffy was slightly astonished at how quickly the girl had stolen the bike.
"Ready?" she asked, and couldn't help but grin at the reluctant look on Buffy's face. "It won't bite, I promise."
"I'm not worried about it biting me, I'm worried about it KILLING me," Buffy hissed quietly, aware of how noisy they were being.
Max rolled her eyes, "I'll keep us alive, I promise. Now get on before the owner of this place wakes up and I have to kick his ass." Buffy did as she was told, incredibly hesitantly.
Max revved the engine (amazingly enough, the riotous noise didn't awake the entire neighborhood) and took of down the dimly lit street, pulling a good 120 miles per hour.
Not more than two minutes later, they arrived at the location of the next warehouse. "So what'd ya think of the ride?" Max asked with a smirk as she casually parked the bike and jumped off.
Buffy just glared at her. "I.. hate. motorcycles." Was all she could say.
Max laughed and offered a hand to help her off the bike, which Buffy gladly took. "Maybe next time I'll slow down to 90 or so. if you're lucky."
Suddenly a voice cackled over their walkie-talkie. With a hopeful look, Buffy unclipped the device from her belt loop (after a short argument of who was stuck with the task of carrying it, the two girls had decided to switch every once and a while).
"I think we found the bad guys' lair," the voice clearly belonged to Spike.
"Are you sure?" Buffy asked, though she couldn't keep the optimism out of her voice. "How do you know it's them?"
"Well there are four military jeeps out front, all with the license plates ripped out, and there are two guards at the front door, dressed in combat gear," the radio cackled. "I think it's them," Spike added sarcastically.
"All right, already," Buffy said with an eye-roll, that Spike obviously couldn't see.
"And ya know what else?" Spike asked, with apparent pride in his voice.
"What?" Buffy questioned tonelessly.
"This was the first address we tried." He bragged.
Buffy rolled her eyes another time. "Well good for you, though you sure are slow: Max and I are hitting our third building." She paused. "Where are you and Willow, anyway?" she questioned.
Spike rattled off the address, which Buffy relayed to Max so she could memorize it.
"Let Xander and Giles know, we'll be over as soon as possible."
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After a very short nap, Dawn sat up, yawning. And quickly realized this was not her bedroom. She was in a very dimly lit room, on a cot. The events of the night were still fresh in her mind, and she immediately realized that she was being held prisoner.
Leaping up from the small bed, she raced to the door, only to discover it was locked. "Of course," she said to herself, "Like they would just let me walk out of here."
Dawn paced around the room, wondering what was going to happen to her. She tried to keep from feeling frightened, but she couldn't help it.
She sat back down on the cot, and hugged her knees. Biting her lip, she buried her face in her knees and waited for someone to come rescue her.
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Max slowly pulled the bike to the stop a few streets away from their destination. "We better walk from here, if White hears a motorcycle, he'll know we're here."
Buffy nodded and the pair jogged the last three blocks to find Spike, Willow, Xander, and Giles all waiting for them, well hidden in a clump of trees.
"There's no entrance on this side of the building, well. unless you count a window or something," Willow said when the two finally arrived, "But there's a door in the front of the building, and on the other side."
"Both guarded by one of White's people," Spike added.
".Which means they'll be easy enough to take out," Max finished for him. "The hard part is going to be getting inside without White finding out, and figuring out where he's keeping Alec and Dawn."
"What about security camera's?" Xander questioned, knowing that videotape was a big deal for military men like Ames White.
Giles shook his head. "I seriously doubt Mr. White would have time to purchase and install security cameras' already. He only recently arrived in this time period."
Xander nodded. "Good point."
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"They'll be arriving soon," Ames White said as he walked into his improvisional office. His 'office' was actually just a random room of the warehouse he had found and like, but he had to have SOMEWHERE to do his business and command his men from.
He sat down in a chair and rested his feet on his make-shift desk they had found stored in a pile of furniture in the corner of the room.
"What do you mean, sir?" Agent Vartin, White's second-in-command, asked him, as he sat down in a nearby chair.
"I mean," White said, sitting upright in his seat. "That 452 is going to be coming to rescue 494 and the little girl, and she'll be bringing the Slayer and Gang with her."
Agent Vartin got a puzzled expression on his face. "But, sir: I thought the plan was to contact 452 and her associates at a later time."
White smirked. "X-5's don't work like that. They're very impatient and they like to be in control. Max especially."
Agent Vartin raised his eyebrows in surprise. He had never heard his boss refer to 452 by name before. He always called them by their designated number. Vartin, however, was smart enough not to question his superior about this.
Ames White took a sip of his coffe, and slammed the cup back onto the desk. "Damn, this pre-pulse stuff is good," he commented.
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- review anyway!!!!, so I know people are reading it! :-D
WOW I AM AMAZING!!!!! Lol I am so proud of myself: I put up TWO (not one, but two!) Chapters in ONE DAY!! That's definitely a new record for me!! The next chapter won't be up as quickly (no way I can write THREE chapters in one night!!) but it should be up within the next few days or so.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy the chapter!!
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Alec woke up slowly and groggily. 'Where am I?' he wondered internally. He was sprawled on the floor, as though he had been carelessly thrown there. He had a terrible headache, and when he reached up to touch his head, he realized his hands were chained.
He slowly sat up, a puzzled look on his face as he saw that the chains on his hands were connected to the wall, preventing him from going more than five feet away. Suddenly he began to remember everything: time-traveling, Spike and Buffy, White's men invading the Magic Box...
"Oh man," he muttered to himself, still in a slight daze from whatever the hell White had injected into him. The effects of the drug were still wearing off.
It was then that he began to observe his surroundings. He was in a small room, the size of a bedroom. There was a door across the wall to the left of him, and a broken table placed in the middle of the room, to the right of him. Chairs and boxes lay scattered randomly throughout the junk-filled room. Everything was covered in a fine layer of dust, and it look like as though this space hadn't been used in years.
Alec almost laughed at the mess. He thought to himself, 'This could almost be Max's apartment.'
Max. He had forgotten about her. Alec bolted to his feet, although it could do no good, as he was still chained to the wall. He didn't know if Max and the others had gotten safely out of the Magic Box.
"Great, just great." Alec mumbled to himself, pacing as far as the chains would let him. He had no idea if ANY of the gang were safe. Max? Buffy? Spike? Giles? Dawn? . for all he knew they could all very well be dead right now.
'That's crazy,' he told himself, 'Max can handle herself, and so can that blond-Slayer-chick. I'm sure they're okay. They're perfectly safe.'
This thought seemed pretty reassuring, until he also contemplated that if the girls HAD taken White and his buddies down, then they surely would have freed himself.
Being from Manticore, he was used to being a prisoner, but usually he had an idea of what exactly was going on. He let out a small groan of anger and kicked the wall in frustration, upset that he didn't know what was happening.
"Now is that anyway to treat our walls?" a sarcastic voice asked, entering the room.
Alec spun around to see who was speaking, and glared as he noticed it was White. "Where am I? What's going on?" he asked immediately, shooting out questions.
Ames White just shook his head, and two guards filed in the door behind him, although they didn't appear to be armed.
"I don't think you're in any position to be asking questions. I'm here to check up on you, not to be interrogated," he said, almost tauntingly, as he motioned to the chains that restrained his prisoner.
Alec tugged on them angrily, although he knew it was useless. "At least tell me if Max is all right," he said. It came out more pleadingly than as a command.
White raised his eyebrows. "What. have a little 'crush' for your fellow x- 5, do you?" he asked teasingly. "Well come to think of it, you two WERE breeding partners back at Manticore, correct?...."
Alec glared at the man. "JUST because I want to know whether Max is alive or not does not mean I am 'CRUSHING' on her," he said, stressing the word.
Ames White let out a small laugh. "Fine, fine. but if you must know; you're friend Max and her little pal, the Slayer, escaped from my guards," there seemed to be a slight bitterness in his voice now, thought it was obvious he was trying not to let it show.
This almost made Alec smile. "Good," he said.
"Not for you," White continued. "Now I have to use you and that little girl to lure them back here."
Little girl?? This puzzled Alec. White couldn't be talking about. "DAWN?!" he asked wildly. "You kidnapped Buffy's little sister, Dawn, too?!"
"Oh, is that her name?" White asked, as though he didn't care. "She's fine. she's in another room down the hall, sleeping."
"Sleeping? By that do you mean you drugged HER too?!" he asked sarcastically.
"No," White said, equally as sardonically. "She's literally asleep. It's one o'clock in the morning, in case you hadn't noticed."
"No, I didn't notice," Alec said, trying to calm himself down, resorting to his soldier-like ways of showing no emotion. "There isn't exactly a clock in here."
"Being funny isn't going to get you out of those chains," White warned resentfully, trying to show that he was the one empowered in this situation. To him there was nothing more annoying than a smart-alecky prisoner.
"That's incredibly low of you White," Alec said getting back on the subject. He couldn't help but be filled with fury and rage that Ames would do such a thing. "I know you and your people are pretty pathetic, but to kidnap a little girl?! .That's even more pitiful than I thought you were."
White rolled his eyes, apparently not affected by Alec's criticism. "In this business, you have to do what you have to do to get what you want." He said this with a cold look and his eye, and Alec knew that this man probably lived by that motto.
"You just keep telling yourself that," Alec replied softly, his eyes still ablaze with anger.
White flashed his infamous smirk at Alec. "I'll do that," he said, then turned and walked out the door, his guards following him.
Alec could hear two locks click on the door after they slammed it shut. He leaned against the wall and slowly slid to the floor. Once again he looked at his surrounds, and let out a loud sigh. There was no way out of this room, except through that door: no window, not even any air vents to crawl through.
"Great, just great." he muttered in defeat.
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Before the others had reached their first destination, Max and Buffy had already checked two of the addresses on their list. The first one had been empty, and the other had been recently destroyed to make way for another building.
"Okay where's the next one?" Buffy questioned as they walked down the dark street. They had only the occasional streetlight to light their way, which was fine for their souped-up eyesight, but a huge disadvantage for the other groups.
"Oakwood Avenue," Max responded immediately, having memorized all of the addresses.
"Oakwood?!" Buffy asked in disbelief, stopping in her tracks. "That's clear on the other side of town. It'll take us forever to get there, even if we run."
"Then let's just run faster," Max said shrugged and continued walking.
"By the time we get there, it could be too late for Dawn," Buffy continued, rushing to catch up with Max. "And Alec," she added hurriedly."
Max stopped and put her hands on her hips and looked at the blonde girl, hesitantly. "Then I might have an idea."
Buffy's face lit up. "Good, let's hear it!"
"You're not going to like it though," Max added with a spark in her eye, "I can guarantee you that."
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"I think this is illegal." Buffy said tentatively as she watched Max jump in the air and easily clear a ten-foot fence.
"Yeah, well sometimes you have to do what you have to do to get what you want," Max said with a grin from the other side of the chain-link fence, incredibly unaware that White just happened to be telling that exact same statement to Alec.
A few seconds later, Buffy had climbed the fence and joined her on the other side.
"Look on the bright side, Buffy: now you can cross 'Break into a car dealership and steal a motorcycle' off your 'Life List of Things To Do,'" Max joked laughingly.
Buffy couldn't help but smile as well. "Yeah, yeah, let's just hurry up," she suggested lightly. Max quickly found a motorcycle to her liking.
"These are much better pre-pulse," she commented almost jealously as she promptly hotwired the vehicle and climbed on. Buffy was slightly astonished at how quickly the girl had stolen the bike.
"Ready?" she asked, and couldn't help but grin at the reluctant look on Buffy's face. "It won't bite, I promise."
"I'm not worried about it biting me, I'm worried about it KILLING me," Buffy hissed quietly, aware of how noisy they were being.
Max rolled her eyes, "I'll keep us alive, I promise. Now get on before the owner of this place wakes up and I have to kick his ass." Buffy did as she was told, incredibly hesitantly.
Max revved the engine (amazingly enough, the riotous noise didn't awake the entire neighborhood) and took of down the dimly lit street, pulling a good 120 miles per hour.
Not more than two minutes later, they arrived at the location of the next warehouse. "So what'd ya think of the ride?" Max asked with a smirk as she casually parked the bike and jumped off.
Buffy just glared at her. "I.. hate. motorcycles." Was all she could say.
Max laughed and offered a hand to help her off the bike, which Buffy gladly took. "Maybe next time I'll slow down to 90 or so. if you're lucky."
Suddenly a voice cackled over their walkie-talkie. With a hopeful look, Buffy unclipped the device from her belt loop (after a short argument of who was stuck with the task of carrying it, the two girls had decided to switch every once and a while).
"I think we found the bad guys' lair," the voice clearly belonged to Spike.
"Are you sure?" Buffy asked, though she couldn't keep the optimism out of her voice. "How do you know it's them?"
"Well there are four military jeeps out front, all with the license plates ripped out, and there are two guards at the front door, dressed in combat gear," the radio cackled. "I think it's them," Spike added sarcastically.
"All right, already," Buffy said with an eye-roll, that Spike obviously couldn't see.
"And ya know what else?" Spike asked, with apparent pride in his voice.
"What?" Buffy questioned tonelessly.
"This was the first address we tried." He bragged.
Buffy rolled her eyes another time. "Well good for you, though you sure are slow: Max and I are hitting our third building." She paused. "Where are you and Willow, anyway?" she questioned.
Spike rattled off the address, which Buffy relayed to Max so she could memorize it.
"Let Xander and Giles know, we'll be over as soon as possible."
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After a very short nap, Dawn sat up, yawning. And quickly realized this was not her bedroom. She was in a very dimly lit room, on a cot. The events of the night were still fresh in her mind, and she immediately realized that she was being held prisoner.
Leaping up from the small bed, she raced to the door, only to discover it was locked. "Of course," she said to herself, "Like they would just let me walk out of here."
Dawn paced around the room, wondering what was going to happen to her. She tried to keep from feeling frightened, but she couldn't help it.
She sat back down on the cot, and hugged her knees. Biting her lip, she buried her face in her knees and waited for someone to come rescue her.
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Max slowly pulled the bike to the stop a few streets away from their destination. "We better walk from here, if White hears a motorcycle, he'll know we're here."
Buffy nodded and the pair jogged the last three blocks to find Spike, Willow, Xander, and Giles all waiting for them, well hidden in a clump of trees.
"There's no entrance on this side of the building, well. unless you count a window or something," Willow said when the two finally arrived, "But there's a door in the front of the building, and on the other side."
"Both guarded by one of White's people," Spike added.
".Which means they'll be easy enough to take out," Max finished for him. "The hard part is going to be getting inside without White finding out, and figuring out where he's keeping Alec and Dawn."
"What about security camera's?" Xander questioned, knowing that videotape was a big deal for military men like Ames White.
Giles shook his head. "I seriously doubt Mr. White would have time to purchase and install security cameras' already. He only recently arrived in this time period."
Xander nodded. "Good point."
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"They'll be arriving soon," Ames White said as he walked into his improvisional office. His 'office' was actually just a random room of the warehouse he had found and like, but he had to have SOMEWHERE to do his business and command his men from.
He sat down in a chair and rested his feet on his make-shift desk they had found stored in a pile of furniture in the corner of the room.
"What do you mean, sir?" Agent Vartin, White's second-in-command, asked him, as he sat down in a nearby chair.
"I mean," White said, sitting upright in his seat. "That 452 is going to be coming to rescue 494 and the little girl, and she'll be bringing the Slayer and Gang with her."
Agent Vartin got a puzzled expression on his face. "But, sir: I thought the plan was to contact 452 and her associates at a later time."
White smirked. "X-5's don't work like that. They're very impatient and they like to be in control. Max especially."
Agent Vartin raised his eyebrows in surprise. He had never heard his boss refer to 452 by name before. He always called them by their designated number. Vartin, however, was smart enough not to question his superior about this.
Ames White took a sip of his coffe, and slammed the cup back onto the desk. "Damn, this pre-pulse stuff is good," he commented.
