~Broken Wings~
Chapter Three
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A/N: Sorry for the delay, I hit a black hole *Quite literally* and couldn't fill it with good material. Also, once I started realising how long it had been since my last post I panicked, especially when I looked at what I had, which was about half a paragraph of nothing. After getting more reviews about updates I thought I'd better do something... But it wasn't until people started leaving hint's when reviewing my other stuff I actuarially sat down and wrote something. *CoughHorsecrazyCough*
Also, Since it's coming to the end of the College year my exams have recently started, due to this I've been madly trying to complete my art project so I can spend my time revising. Although, I figured I should get Art of the way, and I've still got retakes next year, so it's not a complete disaster. But hey, I was hoping to do good the first time round so I don't have to retake anything...
Do you get the impression teachers go out of there way to make you fail?
Who's with me?
Feedback.... Thank-you to everyone who reviewed, especially BHG, Constar, Dreamer, and Sorrow... The lists getting to long I can't write private little messages. Well I would But I'm suppose to be revising....
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If I smile and don't believe
Soon I know I'll wake from this dream
Don't try to fix me
I'm not broken
Suddenly I know I'm not sleeping
Hello, I'm still here, all that's left of yesterday*
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Max leant further against the wall. Her heart beat oddly soothing, as she listened to his movements just beyond the door. Taking one last look at Joshua's disappearing figure, she grasped the handle between her hands and turned. Part of her brain had hopped the door was locked. However, Max's dominant side, the part not quite human, wished for this to be over.
Logan didn't turn as she entered his private room. Grasping the handle once more, she closed the door behind herself, hoping the sudden noise would stir something within him. Still unflinching, almost unmoving, Logan continued to stare emotionlessly towards his computer.
"I though you would be on camera's with Alec?"
"It's only a one man job... besides, tanks need all the help they can get..." She found herself replying into empty space. Somehow, it seemed easier that way.
"Then why aren't I on the list?" He turned then, and the pain behind his eyes was shattering.
"It's to dangerous..."
"Max don't..."
"Logan..." Please don't make me beg...
"I can't understand why you don't want me in your life any more..." He sounded so broken. "Max... wasn't I good for you..."
She broke, and the tears so well hidden finally fell...
"No Logan... no... Don't think that..."
"What does he have that I don't...putting aside the feline DNA"
Oh god... "He has my past" She watched as his face blanked... his eyes no longer focussing on hers. "Logan?"
"Please Max, just go..."
So she did
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TC didn't appear so broken from the outside, Alec thought as his gaze captured Terminal City's sun kissed exterior. His eyes soon found Max's, as she emerged from the shadows. The loss within them was beyond pain, almost unreadable, as she stood before Terminal City's front. Watching as her human companion reached out, Detective Clemente's hands finally fell onto TC's fence.
Almost unnoticed, TC's working cameras came to life. Only then did the X5 allow a small smile to break across his perfect features. Suddenly he didn't feel so alone anymore, knowing both Dix and Max would be watching. But he missed it, being on the outside looking in. They all did...
{You still with me?} Dix voice came through his com. Strangely sympathetic {Alec?}
"Yeah..." He trailed of slightly. "Just listening to Max's conversation..." minutes passing; Alec re-broke the silence... "I think we may be ready to move out..." He smiled suddenly, as Max's gaze once again found his. Unnoticed to the human, a small hand signal spelt out their hope. Good to go...
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Minutes before
"You can't buy us our freedom detective" The sadness to her voice caused a wave of pain to pass through Clemente. Nobody should carry this much loss.
"This isn't about your freedom any more, it's about knowing when to stop" Finally capturing her dark eyes, Clemente saw them flicker, as she drew further into Terminal City. Then, so slightly, her eyes darkened, and she re-captured his gaze. The young women's expression seemed unreadable, but her lips had formed a small smile.
"I know". Never sell your soul, because once they've got that, you've got nothing left to protect. An old foe had once spoken those words to her. In a world where 494 still lingered behind Alec's hazel-green eyes, and his beautiful body was just another slave to Manticore. But they could never have his mind...
"Max, let me help you".
Take what you need, but don't let them think you're getting it for free...
"I need to you make the defence around TC stronger." So she dove in, taking what she needed, using 494's spoken words of survival, as they had more truth behind them than she had admitted when he'd captured her gaze that cold evening at Manticore.
Makes them think were dependent on them... Odd words from someone still under Manticore's influence... She almost laughed... Thank you 494.
Still perched just beyond Terminal City's walls, unmoving under the front camera, his gaze watching, protecting, Alec smiled.
"What!?" his expression far from sane, Clemente lowered his voice. "What?"
"It isn't the army we fear... it's the civilians. TC has to support us, but not like this. I need your word Detective".
"How bad is it?"
She hesitated, unsure, untrusting.... Take what you need... Terminal City needed this ally.
"Our water tanks were taken out by a freak accident. They need to be fixed. I'm not sending my men out until I can guarantee their safety."
"The tanks are inside Terminal City?" It wasn't a question.
Making her decision, she closed the gap between them, her hands suddenly drawing through Terminal City's fence. "Everything will take place within our walls..."
Looking down at his darker hands held by hers, his grip tightened. "You have my word..."
And we have our ally....
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To be continued
Sorry it was shorter than the other two ~ I couldn't quite say what I wanted, but I think I'm getting there. The next chapter is already at the base of my mind... Thought I'd leave a little spoiler, cos I'm so nice...
"Alec!... Don't move"
"Really not an opt...." A new wave of agony slammed into him, steeling away his voice. Tears know flowed freely from his eyes, trailing his cheeks before falling onto Joshua, as 'Sandman's first' cradled him tightly against his much larger chest.
*Grinning Evilly* I know how to make you suffer.
Spoiler is subject to change ~ Well you know what I'm like....
Anyways save me from the fairies and review... If you choose not too, I can be very stubborn. It took me more than a month to update, and I had lots of review as encouragement... lol...
Personal thankyou's next time... I promise...
*Evanescence: Hello ~ fallen.... The song makes me cry...