Disclaimer: See chapter 1
A/N: Chapter 10! Wow! Thanks for the reviews for the last chapter peoples -
you made my week! I'm sorry I didn't update on Sunday like I normally do,
but alas I was occupied with music camp. Oh the fun. not! Ah well, here's
the next chapter, I hope you like it. Be advised, I am building up to
something, so right now I'm just trying to get inside the characters'
heads. Ciao :)
Seattle 2021 Logan's guestroom 12:03 AM
The funny thing about being empathic is that you are never really entirely surprised by anything. What people do, what they say, it's all something that I've felt before. I used to go to the poverty-stricken areas of Seattle to try and feel something different, but that only led to depression and despondency.
Now though, lying here in the room next to my parents, I'm suddenly afraid. It's like I'm reading a story that I've read before, but I'm coming to a new chapter, and I don't know what's going to happen next. Frankly, it's terrifying. In a way though, I'm excited to. However small the chance is that Max and Logan could actually want to be my parents, it's still there.
Ultimately though, it's a game that I've never played before; chance. Everything I've done on this life has been based on prior knowledge - what people are thinking, what they'll do. All of a sudden it's like my life has become a game of roulette - the wheel is spinning, the question is, where will it land?
I sigh to myself, leaning back into the plush pillows of Logan's guest bed. I can't help it, I've begun to sleep in this room over the past few nights. I know I'll eventually be found out, but I just want to be near them.
Seattle 2021 Logan's bedroom 3:05 AM
As the world suddenly comes into a sharp focus, I realise that I'm not going to fall asleep again. It's weird, because although I've put my Manticore training behind me, there are some things that are just stamped into my proverbial blueprint, little need for sleep being one of them. Ever since Logan and I sorted things out last week, I've gotten a lot of sleep. I've certainly caught up on some much needed rest, but I am now faced with the fact that I'm just not going to sleep any more for now. I don't really mind though. Lying here with Logan is like a dream come true, and I'm going to enjoy it.
Seattle 2021 Triad Motel 5:01 AM
I know I'm close. For God's sake, if I don't find these girls soon, the whole operation will be shut down, and those freaks will be left to roam freely. The government will shut the Manticore retrieval and refreshing operation down, and then I will be officially screwed.
I know that Max lives around here somewhere, but it's not as simple as getting a team in here to remove her. The conclave does not, and cannot afford to operate in that way. I have to remove her using conclave methods, and relocate her without the use of mass force. I sigh to myself. Good thing I don't feel pain or despair, or I'd be seriously pissed off right now.
Seattle 2021 Logan's bedroom 8:09 AM
I yawn loudly as I awake. My heart leaps suddenly (As it does every morning) when I realise that Max is here with me. I look over to her, and realise that she's awake.
"Morning" I pull her out of what looks like deep thoughts. "Hi." She replies, grinning. "Sleep well?" She asks innocently. "Yeah. I gather you didn't sleep much" "Not really." She shrugs. "It's OK though. I love just lying here in your arms."
At this point, all I can do is hug her to me, and chuckle. The feeling is certainly mutual.
Seattle 2021 Jam Pony Express 10:05 AM
I cannot believe this. My slacker workers are not only being the usual ingrates that they always are, but they can't even tell me where Max is. I tell you, if that girl couldn't deliver twice as fast as her colleagues, she'd be out the door. The amount I put up with. Max certainly should be grateful that I even pay her.
I sigh to myself. I guess there's nothing that can be done right now. I'll just be sure to tell her how unwelcome her lateness is the next time I see her. She's probably off getting high, or whatever it is she does. There is most definitely something strange about that girl. I've always said it.
Seattle 2021 Jeff's function centre 5:45 PM
I love doing school balls. A room full of teenagers is so good to pick songs for. So many emotions to choose from. I scope out the room while the band finished setting up. I already have my song ready as we are ready to play. I tell the band what to play, and we start the song.
My stupid mouth Has got me in trouble I said too much again To a date over dinner yesterday
And I could see He was offended He said 'well anyway' Just dying for a subject change
Oooh it's another social casualty Score one more for me How could I forget Mama said think before speaking No filter in my head Oh what's a girl to do I guess I'd better find one soon Yeah
We bit our lips He looked out the window Rolling tiny balls of napkin paper I played a quick game of chess with the Salt and pepper shakers
And I could see clearly An indelible line was drawn Between what was good What just slipped out and what went wrong
Oooh the way he feels about me has changed Thanks for playing, try again How could I forget Mama said think before speaking No filter in my head Oh what's a girl to do I guess I'd better find one
I'm never speaking up again It only hurts me I'd rather be a mystery than he desert me Oh I'm never speaking up again Starting now
One more thing Whhy is it my fault So maybe I tried too hard But it's all because of this desire
I just want to be liked Just wanna be funny Looks like the joke's on me So call me captain backfire
I'm never speaking up again It only hurts me I'd rather be a mystery than he desert me
Oh I'm never speaking up again I'm never speaking up again Starting now
Seattle 2021 Logan's kitchen 12:03 AM
Man I am so hungry. Logan had better have cooked me something to eat. I smile to myself as the mental picture of Logan's cute "I'm so happy Max likes my cooking" grin.
I just can't believe how easily I've slipped into the persona of girlfriend. It's quite amazing really. I smile as I walk into the kitchen to see Logan cooking.
"Hey" There's that grin. I smile back. "What's cooking?" I ask. "Well that depends" He answers, mock-sternly. "On what?" I play along. "Whether or not you got the disk I wanted from the job tonight." I gasp in mock-horror. "Of course I got it! What kind of a cat-burglar would I be if I hadn't?" "Hmmmm." Logan grins and hands me a plate of food. We head over to sit at the table. As I start to eat, Logan and I start to talk. "So" He begins. "Since christmas is coming up, I was wondering if you'd like to celebrate here? We could invite Johua and Original Cindy, and Six." I grin at him. "Sounds like a plan" "Good." He replies, returning my grin.
San Francisco, 2021 51 Rite street 2:03 AM
Sometimes I can't help but wonder what happened to all of my siblings. I know it's stupid, but I've always hoped that one day I'd find them, and we could at least stay in touch with each other. I miss them so much. We went through so many things together, and I just want to know if they're happy, I want to talk to them, get to know them again.
I sigh. I guess it will never happen though. This world is just too dangerous for us genetically enhanced killing machines to be happy.
Seattle 2021 Logan's guestroom 12:03 AM
The funny thing about being empathic is that you are never really entirely surprised by anything. What people do, what they say, it's all something that I've felt before. I used to go to the poverty-stricken areas of Seattle to try and feel something different, but that only led to depression and despondency.
Now though, lying here in the room next to my parents, I'm suddenly afraid. It's like I'm reading a story that I've read before, but I'm coming to a new chapter, and I don't know what's going to happen next. Frankly, it's terrifying. In a way though, I'm excited to. However small the chance is that Max and Logan could actually want to be my parents, it's still there.
Ultimately though, it's a game that I've never played before; chance. Everything I've done on this life has been based on prior knowledge - what people are thinking, what they'll do. All of a sudden it's like my life has become a game of roulette - the wheel is spinning, the question is, where will it land?
I sigh to myself, leaning back into the plush pillows of Logan's guest bed. I can't help it, I've begun to sleep in this room over the past few nights. I know I'll eventually be found out, but I just want to be near them.
Seattle 2021 Logan's bedroom 3:05 AM
As the world suddenly comes into a sharp focus, I realise that I'm not going to fall asleep again. It's weird, because although I've put my Manticore training behind me, there are some things that are just stamped into my proverbial blueprint, little need for sleep being one of them. Ever since Logan and I sorted things out last week, I've gotten a lot of sleep. I've certainly caught up on some much needed rest, but I am now faced with the fact that I'm just not going to sleep any more for now. I don't really mind though. Lying here with Logan is like a dream come true, and I'm going to enjoy it.
Seattle 2021 Triad Motel 5:01 AM
I know I'm close. For God's sake, if I don't find these girls soon, the whole operation will be shut down, and those freaks will be left to roam freely. The government will shut the Manticore retrieval and refreshing operation down, and then I will be officially screwed.
I know that Max lives around here somewhere, but it's not as simple as getting a team in here to remove her. The conclave does not, and cannot afford to operate in that way. I have to remove her using conclave methods, and relocate her without the use of mass force. I sigh to myself. Good thing I don't feel pain or despair, or I'd be seriously pissed off right now.
Seattle 2021 Logan's bedroom 8:09 AM
I yawn loudly as I awake. My heart leaps suddenly (As it does every morning) when I realise that Max is here with me. I look over to her, and realise that she's awake.
"Morning" I pull her out of what looks like deep thoughts. "Hi." She replies, grinning. "Sleep well?" She asks innocently. "Yeah. I gather you didn't sleep much" "Not really." She shrugs. "It's OK though. I love just lying here in your arms."
At this point, all I can do is hug her to me, and chuckle. The feeling is certainly mutual.
Seattle 2021 Jam Pony Express 10:05 AM
I cannot believe this. My slacker workers are not only being the usual ingrates that they always are, but they can't even tell me where Max is. I tell you, if that girl couldn't deliver twice as fast as her colleagues, she'd be out the door. The amount I put up with. Max certainly should be grateful that I even pay her.
I sigh to myself. I guess there's nothing that can be done right now. I'll just be sure to tell her how unwelcome her lateness is the next time I see her. She's probably off getting high, or whatever it is she does. There is most definitely something strange about that girl. I've always said it.
Seattle 2021 Jeff's function centre 5:45 PM
I love doing school balls. A room full of teenagers is so good to pick songs for. So many emotions to choose from. I scope out the room while the band finished setting up. I already have my song ready as we are ready to play. I tell the band what to play, and we start the song.
My stupid mouth Has got me in trouble I said too much again To a date over dinner yesterday
And I could see He was offended He said 'well anyway' Just dying for a subject change
Oooh it's another social casualty Score one more for me How could I forget Mama said think before speaking No filter in my head Oh what's a girl to do I guess I'd better find one soon Yeah
We bit our lips He looked out the window Rolling tiny balls of napkin paper I played a quick game of chess with the Salt and pepper shakers
And I could see clearly An indelible line was drawn Between what was good What just slipped out and what went wrong
Oooh the way he feels about me has changed Thanks for playing, try again How could I forget Mama said think before speaking No filter in my head Oh what's a girl to do I guess I'd better find one
I'm never speaking up again It only hurts me I'd rather be a mystery than he desert me Oh I'm never speaking up again Starting now
One more thing Whhy is it my fault So maybe I tried too hard But it's all because of this desire
I just want to be liked Just wanna be funny Looks like the joke's on me So call me captain backfire
I'm never speaking up again It only hurts me I'd rather be a mystery than he desert me
Oh I'm never speaking up again I'm never speaking up again Starting now
Seattle 2021 Logan's kitchen 12:03 AM
Man I am so hungry. Logan had better have cooked me something to eat. I smile to myself as the mental picture of Logan's cute "I'm so happy Max likes my cooking" grin.
I just can't believe how easily I've slipped into the persona of girlfriend. It's quite amazing really. I smile as I walk into the kitchen to see Logan cooking.
"Hey" There's that grin. I smile back. "What's cooking?" I ask. "Well that depends" He answers, mock-sternly. "On what?" I play along. "Whether or not you got the disk I wanted from the job tonight." I gasp in mock-horror. "Of course I got it! What kind of a cat-burglar would I be if I hadn't?" "Hmmmm." Logan grins and hands me a plate of food. We head over to sit at the table. As I start to eat, Logan and I start to talk. "So" He begins. "Since christmas is coming up, I was wondering if you'd like to celebrate here? We could invite Johua and Original Cindy, and Six." I grin at him. "Sounds like a plan" "Good." He replies, returning my grin.
San Francisco, 2021 51 Rite street 2:03 AM
Sometimes I can't help but wonder what happened to all of my siblings. I know it's stupid, but I've always hoped that one day I'd find them, and we could at least stay in touch with each other. I miss them so much. We went through so many things together, and I just want to know if they're happy, I want to talk to them, get to know them again.
I sigh. I guess it will never happen though. This world is just too dangerous for us genetically enhanced killing machines to be happy.