"100 pounds of pure hell!" A smirk slid across the face of the grungy
scientist as he looked down at a body covered by a sheet. "I just hope
these damn things work. I've been through hell trying to track down the
last of these bitches." A framiliar voice seeped from the shadows of a
corner of the room. "Well," he said pulling up a side revealing a tan hip
prepping for a shot," these should do the trick. Smarter, faster, stronger,
and if I say so myself hotter." The man gave a choked up laugh trying to
ease the tension that stood in the room. "For god sakes Willard! They're
freaks!" A hand shot up from the black crevise in the corner in disgust.
"Sorry." Willard flicked the needle and worked his hands back down to the
body pressing the needle in gently not stirring what laid underneath the
sheet.
"Do you want to take a look?" Willard offered holding onto the tip of the sheet ready to reveal what was underneath. "Might as well. Have to know who to kill afterwards don't I?" The man the hid under the shadows was finally revealed- White. He walked over slowly to the scientist holding on to his gun tightly as if expecting the creature to resist. " X-562. The last X-6 and probally the hardest one also, considering the egg you wanted me to work from- how old was that thing 21? Good thing it was intact as it was. I don't think I could've done anything with it if it wasn't, plus with aging the damn thing 14 years-" Willard pulled back the sheets and White stumbled back at bit at the striking resemblance of the X-6 to who else? 452. "And then there were three."
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I could really use that nap right now.
I slammed open the door hoping it would close by itself from the reaction. But it didn't. Instead all I got was a surpised Logan right in front of me. "Max! What are you doing here?" Thank god for this virus, I don't think I could deal with all this touching and human contact with him right now. " I need somewhere to crash for a couple of hours, I'm beat." I threw off my jacket and tumbled into his couch ready for the z's. "Well, before you go off counting sheep I need to talk to you." I fluffed my pillow as I stirred trying to get comfortable. "Is it important?" I asked muffled from my face being enveloped in the pillow.
Logan sat down on the couch opposite of me. Great now he look at me sleep as he rambles again. "More important than you think." I ignored him again turning my back towards him. Sure it pissed him off but, least I don't have to look at him if I'm still awake. "Rumours have been going around that Manticore is in activity." I didn't even turn. "Why in the hell would Manticore make more of us if there trying to get rid of us?" Logan moved his slow ass right over to the coffeee table beside me- damn, serious has this guy ever heard of personal space? "I don't know- probally to take out the first group." I know he sounded all serious about it and I really should care but sleep sounds more important than super freaks....no offense to me. "Then all they'll have is more of us on there hands- back to square one."
"Not if the second batch is more loyal. They wouldn't expect a thing. After they kill you, they come back and Manticore finishes them off- end of problem." Okay, now that sounded like something Manticore would do. "What do you want me to do?" Logan stood back and moved away from me- finally. All this guilt is sending serious pangs through my ass. "Nothing, yet. After all they're just rumours. Besides, if they are true you don't espect X-6's and 7's to be roaming around Seattle for you today." Good enough for me.
I love you sleep.
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It's 4:30 in the morning and I'm puking myself inside out. Am I still at Logan's? Hell if I know, it's never happened before unintentionally. I must of slept for 9 to 10 hours. Something is wrong with me and I don't know what the hell it is but I gotta figure it out soon. "Max? Max? Are you okay?" The knocking continues still after I give no response. I know it's Alec- I could tell by his voice. After washing up, I open the door very agitated.
"What?!" I asked annoyed. More guilt, I hurt the guys feelings. Why am I so emotional?! "I just wanted to see if you were okay in there- considering your bond with the toilet lately." He wrapped his arms around me, as I leaned into him walking back over to my couch where I was all day. "You comfortable in that?" He asked, looking me up and down. "Does it look like it?" Sometimes I hate being a smart ass. "No. Here, let's get you into something comfortable to wear." We made a u-turn and headed towards his room right past Logan who was thankfully asleep.
This is probally going to lead to something I'll regret. Again.
It still amazes me how after hours of sleep I am still zoned out and seriously in need of some sleep. Alec sits me down on his soft bed as I try to stay awake. "Here." He throws a shirt my way, but with my droziness I obviously miss it. Alec laughed as he grabbed some baggy pajama pants from his dresser drawer. Half-awake I don't say anything as he pulls my shirt up over my head leaving me bare except for my bra. Goosebumps multiplied over my body as Alec lifted the shirt over my head and began to sift my arms through the sleeves. "I'm not always going to be here to do this for you." He joked. I don't know why I treat Alec so badly, because right now he's not the sleeze I know him often to be. He gently laid me down on the bed unbuckled my belt as he laid beside me. "Don't worry, I'm not going to take advantage of you." He lifted himself off of the bed and pulled over the tight pants off and started putting the more baggy yet comfortable pants on. After he finished putting some clothes on me Alec tucked me into his bed and left.
Too bad I won't remember this tomorrow to thank him.
"Do you want to take a look?" Willard offered holding onto the tip of the sheet ready to reveal what was underneath. "Might as well. Have to know who to kill afterwards don't I?" The man the hid under the shadows was finally revealed- White. He walked over slowly to the scientist holding on to his gun tightly as if expecting the creature to resist. " X-562. The last X-6 and probally the hardest one also, considering the egg you wanted me to work from- how old was that thing 21? Good thing it was intact as it was. I don't think I could've done anything with it if it wasn't, plus with aging the damn thing 14 years-" Willard pulled back the sheets and White stumbled back at bit at the striking resemblance of the X-6 to who else? 452. "And then there were three."
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I could really use that nap right now.
I slammed open the door hoping it would close by itself from the reaction. But it didn't. Instead all I got was a surpised Logan right in front of me. "Max! What are you doing here?" Thank god for this virus, I don't think I could deal with all this touching and human contact with him right now. " I need somewhere to crash for a couple of hours, I'm beat." I threw off my jacket and tumbled into his couch ready for the z's. "Well, before you go off counting sheep I need to talk to you." I fluffed my pillow as I stirred trying to get comfortable. "Is it important?" I asked muffled from my face being enveloped in the pillow.
Logan sat down on the couch opposite of me. Great now he look at me sleep as he rambles again. "More important than you think." I ignored him again turning my back towards him. Sure it pissed him off but, least I don't have to look at him if I'm still awake. "Rumours have been going around that Manticore is in activity." I didn't even turn. "Why in the hell would Manticore make more of us if there trying to get rid of us?" Logan moved his slow ass right over to the coffeee table beside me- damn, serious has this guy ever heard of personal space? "I don't know- probally to take out the first group." I know he sounded all serious about it and I really should care but sleep sounds more important than super freaks....no offense to me. "Then all they'll have is more of us on there hands- back to square one."
"Not if the second batch is more loyal. They wouldn't expect a thing. After they kill you, they come back and Manticore finishes them off- end of problem." Okay, now that sounded like something Manticore would do. "What do you want me to do?" Logan stood back and moved away from me- finally. All this guilt is sending serious pangs through my ass. "Nothing, yet. After all they're just rumours. Besides, if they are true you don't espect X-6's and 7's to be roaming around Seattle for you today." Good enough for me.
I love you sleep.
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It's 4:30 in the morning and I'm puking myself inside out. Am I still at Logan's? Hell if I know, it's never happened before unintentionally. I must of slept for 9 to 10 hours. Something is wrong with me and I don't know what the hell it is but I gotta figure it out soon. "Max? Max? Are you okay?" The knocking continues still after I give no response. I know it's Alec- I could tell by his voice. After washing up, I open the door very agitated.
"What?!" I asked annoyed. More guilt, I hurt the guys feelings. Why am I so emotional?! "I just wanted to see if you were okay in there- considering your bond with the toilet lately." He wrapped his arms around me, as I leaned into him walking back over to my couch where I was all day. "You comfortable in that?" He asked, looking me up and down. "Does it look like it?" Sometimes I hate being a smart ass. "No. Here, let's get you into something comfortable to wear." We made a u-turn and headed towards his room right past Logan who was thankfully asleep.
This is probally going to lead to something I'll regret. Again.
It still amazes me how after hours of sleep I am still zoned out and seriously in need of some sleep. Alec sits me down on his soft bed as I try to stay awake. "Here." He throws a shirt my way, but with my droziness I obviously miss it. Alec laughed as he grabbed some baggy pajama pants from his dresser drawer. Half-awake I don't say anything as he pulls my shirt up over my head leaving me bare except for my bra. Goosebumps multiplied over my body as Alec lifted the shirt over my head and began to sift my arms through the sleeves. "I'm not always going to be here to do this for you." He joked. I don't know why I treat Alec so badly, because right now he's not the sleeze I know him often to be. He gently laid me down on the bed unbuckled my belt as he laid beside me. "Don't worry, I'm not going to take advantage of you." He lifted himself off of the bed and pulled over the tight pants off and started putting the more baggy yet comfortable pants on. After he finished putting some clothes on me Alec tucked me into his bed and left.
Too bad I won't remember this tomorrow to thank him.