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A/N: Forget the chapter 3 out will be much sooner. It took me 2 seasons.
Chapter #3 – Burning Bridges
There's no holding me back
I'm not driven by fear
I'm just driven by anger
And you're under attack
Just climbing up slowlyI'm the one and only
-Our Lady Peace ~ Whatever-
White watched the sun go down behind the old school building. His hands were stuffed in the pockets of his trench coat, and he made the perfect picture of a bored bystander.
Behind him he could hear several familiars mumbling to each other. He had the odd feeling they were talking about him, and if his gut feeling was right, he was not going to like why they were.
After few minutes a cloud had moved in front of the sun, and the familiars finally looked up. Darkness was now overlapping the field, and White sensed movement behind him.
A hand came down onto his shoulder, and he spun around, coming face-to-face with high Priest.
"Fe'nos'tol," White spoke by habit.
The man mutely nodded, "Fe'nos'tol Ames."
"What did you call me here for?"
The Priest pointed at the building with his right hand, "That is a matter we will discuss inside."
White shrugged his shoulders, allowing the Priest to lead him inside. After going through a numerous amount of halls and rooms, they finally ended up in what seemed to be the smallest room in the building.
The room only held a TV, and there were two other doors. An uncomfortable feeling crept down his spine.
"I'm disappointed in you Ames."
"In what matter should you be disappointed?" White asked, trying the best to keep his voice even. He didn't know fear, but if anything came close to it in his mind, it was the feeling he was having right now.
The Priest walked over to the TV, and grabbed the remote that had been lying atop of it. Pressing 'on', he gestured at the screen.
"I must say, the plan was well thought out," he gave the screen a good kick when it started to grow fuzzy.
White grew very silent as the screen cleared up and a bad quality black/white image took over. It was aimed directly at the parking lot, and White cringed as he saw himself talking to 452.
"There's always a camera hidden from every familiar – you know we can't trust every member Ames," The man sighed sadly, "But that we couldn't trust you…"
"You've betrayed my trust sir," White spoke in a defiant tone, sounding much braver than he was feeling, "I don't remember my orders being to help that… Filth, get offspring."
"We knew you would protest."
"What will happen now?" White asked him bluntly, worrying about his betrayal's effects. He'd seen the deaths of fellow familiars before, and could only gist at what was in store for him.
"You'll be escorted to the hall Ames, and we'll deal with your mistake there,"
The doors that had been closed throughout the whole conversation were opened, and two men stepped out, easily boxing White in. He glanced around, but saw no chance to escape from this tiny room without wounding himself.
The men pushed him out the door, keeping an eye on him as he walked down the halls. He saw no chance of escaping his death.
The terrain was eerily quiet. Too silent, Max thought as she held herself flat against the wall. She saw Alec thinking the same – a frown marred his features as he glanced around for any sign of something going on.
But, even as they crossed over the parking lot, there was still nothing to see.
The back-door she'd used to get out of the school seemed to be locked, but with a little bit of skill, she easily opened it. It was still too damned easy. She entered the school with catlike stealth, waiting for a trap, a sound. Anything.
Alec followed suit. She knew he was still confused for the reason why she'd dragged him to the middle of nowhere, but she wasn't willing to share the details yet. Not with him.
Walking through the corridor, she shivered as she remembered what had transpired right here, in this building.
Finally, reaching the long end, she found herself walking past doors. The first floor, she remembered, had no bedrooms. As she went to grab one of doorknobs, the alarm started wailing loudly.
Suddenly, the need to be silent didn't seem so high anymore.
"We've gotta hurry, they'll be here soon," She told Alec, kicking the door open roughly. Entering an office type room, she reached for the nearest file cabinet and flipped through the files, finally finding one labeled with her designation.
Quickly reading through it, she sighed as it confirmed what White had told her. Pulling the lightener out of her pocket, she turned on the flame and let it burn the corner before throwing it onto the desk.
Alec caught onto her game and opened other file cabinets, setting one file on fire before throwing it into the drawer. Footsteps were finally heard down the hall, and Max wondered what had taken them so long.
They left the office quickly, setting anything along their way on fire in hopes of distracting the familiars surely coming after them.
In the grand hall, the Priest looked up as he heard the sirens wailing loudly, he turned to White angrily, "What did you set up Ames?"
White shook his head, "Nothing," He did, however, have a vague idea of who the person might be.
"Go check what's going on," The Priest told White's 'Guards'. They were both gone in the blink of an eye.
A minute of silence followed, he sirene's wailing the only thing interrupting. Smoke was filling the hall now, and the Priest seemed to care less about White now, as he tried to make his cell phone work. But White saw his chance, as he slowly started sneaking back towards the door. He wasn't all too fond of fighting against the Conclave's leader, and would evade any chances of getting into direct combat.
The layer of smoke grew thicker by the second now, and when he heard a peep of the phone. He stopped, listening in arefully.
"So she's here?"
There was a pause as the other man on the line said something.
"She is to be brought in alive, 494 – I don't care what you do with him."
Having heard enough, he easily ripped open the giant doors, and sped down the smoke filled hall, not looking back.
The smoke was starting to make Max cough, as she sped down the corridors, looking for one certain room. She had to be sure that it was destroyed in the massive fire she and Alec were starting to create.
Through the gray haze she saw the outline of another door, and ripped it open, but only found a storage room for brooms and other material that wasn't of her interest.
Sighing, she left the door open, stalking own the hall, when she noticed Alec had disappeared. Stopping, she looked around for him, noting that the smoke was growing to a thick layer that was going to make it impossible to breathe a lot. She had to hurry.
Upon seeing a dark outline, she tried to find anything suggesting it might Alec, but as it closed in on her, she gasped in realization of who it was, and took a few steps back.
"452, wait," White said, willing her to stop, "I'm on your side on this one."
"Haven't I heard this before?' Max said frantically, hearing more voices coming from a distance.
"It's different this time – I can show you were they are keeping the samples," He told her, and upon the expression on her face he knew he'd guessed the right reason for why she was here.
"So, show me," It was the only chance she had left, an she was willing to take it, not wanting to think about what would happen if she didn't.
Leading her through a maze of halls, he finally stopped in front of one and kicked it open roughly. He entered it before her, and nodded, "This is it."
Max smiled, and looked at the containers, "Let's open em up – they can't do much with nothing."
Not awaiting an answer, she moved towards the first table, roughly pulling a the container to get it open. Finally, the lit came off, and she smiled, grabbing some scrap papers and dumping them onto the table, before setting those on fire too.
On the other side, White threw over several tables, kicking the small vials to pieces. He'd had enough of being the puppet, and this was his outlet.
The two systematically moved on, and within a minute they were done with making the lab a grand bonfire. Not even looking at each other again, they left the room to burn, each heading their own way.
Footsteps now following her with a rough pace, she started racing down the halls, hoping to just found the right door leading to the outside.
The smoke was starting to almost make it impossible to breathe, and she held her breath.
When she reached the back door, she heard the sound of gun's safety being released.
"Hold it up right there 452," An unfamiliar voice said, and Max turned around. Two familiars stood in front of her. In almost a reflex she stood ready to fight, but before she could make any moves to attack, she heard two gunshots. The men went down, and behind them she saw White standing. A sense of Dejà Vu come over her.
He said nothing, just nodded at the door. She took this as a hint, leaving the building in flashing speed, her lungs happy to get some fresh air into them again.
Breathing a sigh of relief as she found her baby still sitting where she'd hidden it, she briefly wondered about Alec. When a hand clamped down onto her shoulder, she instinctively threw the person to the floor.
"Ow, woman, don't do that!" Alec's voice came.
Ignoring his cry, she looked at the building, smiling. "Let's go."
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A/N: Lalala, everything was burning in the... uuh... Moonlight? I should just shut up and let you guys shout at me for not writing to this for so long.