Kids, kids, kids. What's the point? I mean seriously, all they are is money
out of your pockets into their ass 24/7. Yeah, I know it's evil but it's my
opinion isn't it? Maybe someday I'll change my mind- you know when I
actually develop normal hormones and this "freak annilation" is over. Don't
know who with exactly. I keep telling myself that it's Logan that I love
and we're destined to be together and all this mumbo jumbo, but, lately
I've felt nothing but hate for the guy. Like he's the one who started all
of this. If it wasn't for his snooping around trying to save the world
through me then I wouldn't be like this. I would be off minding my own
business. People wouldn't have died because of me. I would've never met
Alec and everything would be-
"Max. How you feeling?" Great. Is it fuck with Max day or something?! Alec sat down beside me brushing my thigh. There goes that personal space again. "Here- I got this for you. Supposed to keep you awake." A took the bottle from his hand and examined the scratched out label. I didn't get much out of it though. "Rid? I need energy. Where ever you got it from take it back." I threw the bottle back over to him. Yeah, I made his ass fumble. I always get a kick out of that. "It's different for normal people."
Yeah. Normal.
"Look- it's a chemical imbalence thing. For them- it mellows them out. But for us, like a gallon of coffee." Alec handed it back over to me. Well, he's normally up to qouta on his "medicine" musta went outta his way for this. "Logan told me about the Manticore thing." God, is Logan here?! I hope he didn't see me-
"Don't worry he doesn't know. Your secrect safe with me. We're going to go see what we can find, gotta tip that there shipping these X-6's down here today. One of the the new X-6's could kick our asses alone." Pills never tasted so good. Maybe it was the strawberry soda though. Oh well, I never could care for the difference, long as they were together. Alec stood up grabbing his jacket that overlapped the living room table. "Got a tip they're dropping them off in an old wherehouse in Sector 4. We don't have much time. Place is probally gaurded." Well the pills started to work. My eyes finally fully opened. And I could get off the couch by myself. "Hold on a sec, lemme get dressed." Alec watched me go into Logan's room where I usually kept my extra clothes- good he's not here. "Do you need help?" Alec asked from outside. I could tell the snottiness in his tone. "Ass." God, now I know why I hate him.
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"Uhh..... Mr. White has set up a special mission for you X-562." The brown hallowed eyes watches Willard pace around the room. 24 hours had passed and still not a word from X-562. They did spruce her up a bit. Instead of a white sheet to cover her, X-562 was dressed fully in black leather except for her baby tee and her white Nike Shox's- unscuffed. She was like an exact replica of Max. Only difference was that X-562 was two inches shorter. Even the uncanny resembalence scared Willard. "Your mission is to track down an kill 452- an escaped Manticore X-5. Anyone along associating with her is manditory for assination. This includes EYES ONLY a.k.a Logan Cale. White wants you to get as much of information as you can out of them so don't kill them immediately. Basically, you'll be working for the inside. " Photos slid across the metallic silver table right one after another. X-562 eyes watched skillfully memerising every face to the last wrinkle.
"You understand? Are you getting any of this at all?" Willard raised his voice a little as if X-562 was deaf. He was still a little bit skittish around their kind and moved quickly trying to keep his distance from the girl. Still, she watched him. "Guess so." For once Willard finally locked eyes with the girl. He felt the greatest regret for what he had done. Creating to destroy. He kneled down on the side of X-562 and smiled. "We can't exactly call you 562 can we? How about Ari?"
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Alec's stupid self got us lost again. For the third time. We're already an hour late. Yeah, I'm bitching but so what? It's his damn fault in the first place so I deserve a right to bitch. What dumbass is yelling?
"You hear that?" Alec asked. Already he was crouched down ready to attack. "Nah, I couldn't hear it over my brain." Yeah, it was gay but good enough. I crouched down beside him to satisfy his little stare. Now I can see why he was like that. "Do you see that?"
Don't answer that
Don't answer that
Don't answer that-
It looked like White and some girl. She didn't look a day over 15. "Is that White?" I asked. This time Alec was the one with the face. Damn, crash and burn. Never think aloud. "That girl looks just like you- think it's Sam?" A moved closer breaking some twigs under my weight. "Nah, she's too short. Why is she with White?" I had no idea myself, but I think some ass kicking would do the trick. "Do you think we should go?" Suddenly dumbass White held a gun up to the girls' head. Funny thing was she didn't look at all scared. All she did was look at him in spite. Wow, I like her already. "Let's go."
Alec and I have this connection when we go save the day. Like some freakish twin thing. He always knows what I'm gonna do next. I don't know if's it's something that Manticore implanted in us, but what ever it is it comes in handy. White didn't even have time to react when I face kicked his ass into his own window. Still, the girl didn't even scream- or say anything for that matter. Maybe she was in shock, I sure as hell was, she looked exactly like me. I guess it got Alec too because he stopped in his tracks along time ago and still hadn't moved. But before we could even do anything else a truck comes out of nowhere piling down the street with dudes shooting out of the window at us. Didn't take us long to figure out who it was- we grabbed the girl and bailed.
Whoa, she looks too damn close to me.
"Max. How you feeling?" Great. Is it fuck with Max day or something?! Alec sat down beside me brushing my thigh. There goes that personal space again. "Here- I got this for you. Supposed to keep you awake." A took the bottle from his hand and examined the scratched out label. I didn't get much out of it though. "Rid? I need energy. Where ever you got it from take it back." I threw the bottle back over to him. Yeah, I made his ass fumble. I always get a kick out of that. "It's different for normal people."
Yeah. Normal.
"Look- it's a chemical imbalence thing. For them- it mellows them out. But for us, like a gallon of coffee." Alec handed it back over to me. Well, he's normally up to qouta on his "medicine" musta went outta his way for this. "Logan told me about the Manticore thing." God, is Logan here?! I hope he didn't see me-
"Don't worry he doesn't know. Your secrect safe with me. We're going to go see what we can find, gotta tip that there shipping these X-6's down here today. One of the the new X-6's could kick our asses alone." Pills never tasted so good. Maybe it was the strawberry soda though. Oh well, I never could care for the difference, long as they were together. Alec stood up grabbing his jacket that overlapped the living room table. "Got a tip they're dropping them off in an old wherehouse in Sector 4. We don't have much time. Place is probally gaurded." Well the pills started to work. My eyes finally fully opened. And I could get off the couch by myself. "Hold on a sec, lemme get dressed." Alec watched me go into Logan's room where I usually kept my extra clothes- good he's not here. "Do you need help?" Alec asked from outside. I could tell the snottiness in his tone. "Ass." God, now I know why I hate him.
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"Uhh..... Mr. White has set up a special mission for you X-562." The brown hallowed eyes watches Willard pace around the room. 24 hours had passed and still not a word from X-562. They did spruce her up a bit. Instead of a white sheet to cover her, X-562 was dressed fully in black leather except for her baby tee and her white Nike Shox's- unscuffed. She was like an exact replica of Max. Only difference was that X-562 was two inches shorter. Even the uncanny resembalence scared Willard. "Your mission is to track down an kill 452- an escaped Manticore X-5. Anyone along associating with her is manditory for assination. This includes EYES ONLY a.k.a Logan Cale. White wants you to get as much of information as you can out of them so don't kill them immediately. Basically, you'll be working for the inside. " Photos slid across the metallic silver table right one after another. X-562 eyes watched skillfully memerising every face to the last wrinkle.
"You understand? Are you getting any of this at all?" Willard raised his voice a little as if X-562 was deaf. He was still a little bit skittish around their kind and moved quickly trying to keep his distance from the girl. Still, she watched him. "Guess so." For once Willard finally locked eyes with the girl. He felt the greatest regret for what he had done. Creating to destroy. He kneled down on the side of X-562 and smiled. "We can't exactly call you 562 can we? How about Ari?"
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Alec's stupid self got us lost again. For the third time. We're already an hour late. Yeah, I'm bitching but so what? It's his damn fault in the first place so I deserve a right to bitch. What dumbass is yelling?
"You hear that?" Alec asked. Already he was crouched down ready to attack. "Nah, I couldn't hear it over my brain." Yeah, it was gay but good enough. I crouched down beside him to satisfy his little stare. Now I can see why he was like that. "Do you see that?"
Don't answer that
Don't answer that
Don't answer that-
It looked like White and some girl. She didn't look a day over 15. "Is that White?" I asked. This time Alec was the one with the face. Damn, crash and burn. Never think aloud. "That girl looks just like you- think it's Sam?" A moved closer breaking some twigs under my weight. "Nah, she's too short. Why is she with White?" I had no idea myself, but I think some ass kicking would do the trick. "Do you think we should go?" Suddenly dumbass White held a gun up to the girls' head. Funny thing was she didn't look at all scared. All she did was look at him in spite. Wow, I like her already. "Let's go."
Alec and I have this connection when we go save the day. Like some freakish twin thing. He always knows what I'm gonna do next. I don't know if's it's something that Manticore implanted in us, but what ever it is it comes in handy. White didn't even have time to react when I face kicked his ass into his own window. Still, the girl didn't even scream- or say anything for that matter. Maybe she was in shock, I sure as hell was, she looked exactly like me. I guess it got Alec too because he stopped in his tracks along time ago and still hadn't moved. But before we could even do anything else a truck comes out of nowhere piling down the street with dudes shooting out of the window at us. Didn't take us long to figure out who it was- we grabbed the girl and bailed.
Whoa, she looks too damn close to me.