Title: And Judas Brought the Dessert
Author: Drea
Summary: M/Z post AJBAC max and zach both survive the attack on manticore but are captured, max dosent get shot in the heart and logan never runs into the woods to rescue her. and zach dosent die.
Drip, Drip, Drip. That's what Max heard for the past week, one of the few sounds able to penetrate through the cold, the pain the semiconscious state that max wallowed in. The dark dank basement cell that she had been living in for the past painful days was about 8 by 8-ft. The walls were black corroded brick and in a corner in the top of the cell was a miniscule opening that let in the equally spaced out drops to make the small pool on the floor. There was no entrance save for a bared door that every couple of days threw forward some slop of food that kept max on the brink of life and death. In the brief moments when she fell into a defenseless sleep she would relive it, relive how she had come to be in this hell.
They had planned it out perfectly. Cil and Krit would attack from the tunnels preventing guards from flooding the DNA lads where she and Zach would be escaping through after the explosives went off. They would then all haul ass back the van and escape to a new life of freedom. But in a sardonic twist of fate max was now more than ever trapped and forgotten.
The X7's must have thrilled Madame X. they had all the abilities of the infamous X5's except improved on their area of weakness, their conscience. Max had always known that her past would come back to haunt her just not so literally. The bullets had hit her in the shoulder and leg. Rendering her incapable to fight then unable to remain conscious from the blood loss she had let the pain overcome her. She faintly remembered bright lights and faces. Her brother Zach craning his neck to see if she was okay and then she had awoken in this metal prison. Cold, hungry and in so much pain form the gunshot wounds she could hardly think. The one thing that kept her sane was the knowledge that she wasn't alone in this hellhole. Zach was here and he could never be turned she was all right as long as she could remember that. It made this existence bearable. For now she would just wait. Wait to die or for the torture to begin or even to be forgotten forever.
" X5-599 you are to be escorted to cell G47 for a debriefing." Zach opened his eyed to another day of torture and false bravado. He had been at Manticore for two weeks now. After the Docs had stitched his back up he began the all too familiar process of reindoctrination. The bullet had worked to his advantage allowing him enough time to erase his memory again. It was easier this time because he didn't have to forget max. O God his Maxie, it consumed his every thought. Was she okay? Was she even alive? Zach welcomed the pain at times because he was able for a few seconds to chase the thoughts out of his head about what might be happening to her.
"Are we going to have to drag you out like last time 599?" Or have you figured out that acting like a two year old might not work in you favor?" Madame X raised an eyebrow and motioned for two guards to come forward.
" I think my legs are in good working condition, they haven't been broken yet by your scientists." Zach answered back with a sneer.
"Good, I believe that you have been asking about your sister 452 or as you like to call her, Max." Renfro said.
Zach stood up quickly almost hitting his head on the cell frame. "Where is she?" What have you done to her?
Renfro smirked, " follow me and you will find out."
The corridors of manticore had not changed in the ten years since the escape. They were still cold and wet and dark. They reached the door marked G47; Renfro took out her keys and unlocked the door. "Say hello to your sister zach."
From out side in the in the training yard two X7's looked up from their combat exercise and grinned. They knew that when screams like that came from their home someone was definitely not having a good day.
Max was awoken by the cell door banging against the frame, lifting her head up too look at who her visitor may be was too much of an effort after not having consumed food or water for the past seven days. Instead she settled for a grunt hoping the person would identify himself.
" X5-452 you are to be transported to cell G47 for a conference with director Renfro."
The order seemed to slip through Max's mind. But she was able to understand that this order required movement something she was not sure she could manage. The guard took out a rod with a taser on the end. Max grinned half madly; perhaps she could be jolted to her new cell.
"Max please have a seat," Renfro pulled out a chair all too nicely.
Max slowly sat down on the metal chair wary of this new found hospitality. " What did you go to some conference where they teach how to be human or something?" Max asked. The fresh air was beginning to restore some of her satiric humor.
Renfro smirked, " No just seeing if your time in solitude may have changed your mind about cooperating with your old family."
Max raised one solitary eyebrow. " What do you think?"
Renfro sighed "I was hoping it would not come to this."
" What, more torture? More beatings or 80-hour sprints? How about a good round in the ice room or ya know psy ops I hear has great treatments for headaches." Max smiled confidant in the fact that she could survive any kind of torture Madame X turned out.
" 452 do you really think that I have that kind of time to waste on you? The committee wants you back on our side pronto with your body in good working condition. Besides those treatments are of the past and I wanted to try out a new device something a bit more drastic." Renfro pushed a button on a remote and the wall slide apart to reveal a simple dentist's chair and a small box rested on the seat. " In that box are 5 shots of neobromade. Do you know what those are?"
" there psychoactives used to recall memories" Max replied
" You are correct but due to your specific nature I had them tweaked a little. Now they will bring up memories that corresponds to your most. shall we say, vulnerable moments. I think it might be easier to get in to that mind if you were 6 years old and watching 384 die from having a bullet put in his head by. o yes by you wasn't it? I believe you called him Tank."
Max sucked in air feeling as though they had already given her a shot. This could work, this might break down all the defenses she had put in place." I thought the committee wanted me in good working condition. "
" They do, I just never said anything about your mind being all there." Madame X looked into the dark eyes of Max and saw something she had been waiting for a very long time, she saw fear.
Author: Drea
Summary: M/Z post AJBAC max and zach both survive the attack on manticore but are captured, max dosent get shot in the heart and logan never runs into the woods to rescue her. and zach dosent die.
Drip, Drip, Drip. That's what Max heard for the past week, one of the few sounds able to penetrate through the cold, the pain the semiconscious state that max wallowed in. The dark dank basement cell that she had been living in for the past painful days was about 8 by 8-ft. The walls were black corroded brick and in a corner in the top of the cell was a miniscule opening that let in the equally spaced out drops to make the small pool on the floor. There was no entrance save for a bared door that every couple of days threw forward some slop of food that kept max on the brink of life and death. In the brief moments when she fell into a defenseless sleep she would relive it, relive how she had come to be in this hell.
They had planned it out perfectly. Cil and Krit would attack from the tunnels preventing guards from flooding the DNA lads where she and Zach would be escaping through after the explosives went off. They would then all haul ass back the van and escape to a new life of freedom. But in a sardonic twist of fate max was now more than ever trapped and forgotten.
The X7's must have thrilled Madame X. they had all the abilities of the infamous X5's except improved on their area of weakness, their conscience. Max had always known that her past would come back to haunt her just not so literally. The bullets had hit her in the shoulder and leg. Rendering her incapable to fight then unable to remain conscious from the blood loss she had let the pain overcome her. She faintly remembered bright lights and faces. Her brother Zach craning his neck to see if she was okay and then she had awoken in this metal prison. Cold, hungry and in so much pain form the gunshot wounds she could hardly think. The one thing that kept her sane was the knowledge that she wasn't alone in this hellhole. Zach was here and he could never be turned she was all right as long as she could remember that. It made this existence bearable. For now she would just wait. Wait to die or for the torture to begin or even to be forgotten forever.
" X5-599 you are to be escorted to cell G47 for a debriefing." Zach opened his eyed to another day of torture and false bravado. He had been at Manticore for two weeks now. After the Docs had stitched his back up he began the all too familiar process of reindoctrination. The bullet had worked to his advantage allowing him enough time to erase his memory again. It was easier this time because he didn't have to forget max. O God his Maxie, it consumed his every thought. Was she okay? Was she even alive? Zach welcomed the pain at times because he was able for a few seconds to chase the thoughts out of his head about what might be happening to her.
"Are we going to have to drag you out like last time 599?" Or have you figured out that acting like a two year old might not work in you favor?" Madame X raised an eyebrow and motioned for two guards to come forward.
" I think my legs are in good working condition, they haven't been broken yet by your scientists." Zach answered back with a sneer.
"Good, I believe that you have been asking about your sister 452 or as you like to call her, Max." Renfro said.
Zach stood up quickly almost hitting his head on the cell frame. "Where is she?" What have you done to her?
Renfro smirked, " follow me and you will find out."
The corridors of manticore had not changed in the ten years since the escape. They were still cold and wet and dark. They reached the door marked G47; Renfro took out her keys and unlocked the door. "Say hello to your sister zach."
From out side in the in the training yard two X7's looked up from their combat exercise and grinned. They knew that when screams like that came from their home someone was definitely not having a good day.
Max was awoken by the cell door banging against the frame, lifting her head up too look at who her visitor may be was too much of an effort after not having consumed food or water for the past seven days. Instead she settled for a grunt hoping the person would identify himself.
" X5-452 you are to be transported to cell G47 for a conference with director Renfro."
The order seemed to slip through Max's mind. But she was able to understand that this order required movement something she was not sure she could manage. The guard took out a rod with a taser on the end. Max grinned half madly; perhaps she could be jolted to her new cell.
"Max please have a seat," Renfro pulled out a chair all too nicely.
Max slowly sat down on the metal chair wary of this new found hospitality. " What did you go to some conference where they teach how to be human or something?" Max asked. The fresh air was beginning to restore some of her satiric humor.
Renfro smirked, " No just seeing if your time in solitude may have changed your mind about cooperating with your old family."
Max raised one solitary eyebrow. " What do you think?"
Renfro sighed "I was hoping it would not come to this."
" What, more torture? More beatings or 80-hour sprints? How about a good round in the ice room or ya know psy ops I hear has great treatments for headaches." Max smiled confidant in the fact that she could survive any kind of torture Madame X turned out.
" 452 do you really think that I have that kind of time to waste on you? The committee wants you back on our side pronto with your body in good working condition. Besides those treatments are of the past and I wanted to try out a new device something a bit more drastic." Renfro pushed a button on a remote and the wall slide apart to reveal a simple dentist's chair and a small box rested on the seat. " In that box are 5 shots of neobromade. Do you know what those are?"
" there psychoactives used to recall memories" Max replied
" You are correct but due to your specific nature I had them tweaked a little. Now they will bring up memories that corresponds to your most. shall we say, vulnerable moments. I think it might be easier to get in to that mind if you were 6 years old and watching 384 die from having a bullet put in his head by. o yes by you wasn't it? I believe you called him Tank."
Max sucked in air feeling as though they had already given her a shot. This could work, this might break down all the defenses she had put in place." I thought the committee wanted me in good working condition. "
" They do, I just never said anything about your mind being all there." Madame X looked into the dark eyes of Max and saw something she had been waiting for a very long time, she saw fear.