A/N- sorry I didn't post yesterday guys. I took the day off. *Happy Birthday to me!* ;) But here's chapter 7!
ting- I actually had to put down writing that Ben fic to post this chapter. It's coming along really well!
tabitha5- Yep. Maxie to the rescue...but I don't think it's going to turn out exactly how you think. ;) You'll see
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A Changed Man
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It was one night when nothing could go wrong. Max was enjoying a bottle of pre-pulse wine with Logan and everything was going perfect. Even if his hands had to be gloved he could still feel their warmth against her face. The look in his eyes told her he loved her. She'd gone against her own thoughts that told her they should play it safe. He'd been expecting her and had already prepared a wonderful dinner. How she longed to be held in those arms and kissed by those soft lips. The night was wonderful.....except for the fact that now her cell was ringing. I'm gonna kill Alec if that's him she thought. What could've possibly gone wrong?
Seconds later, Max was racing down the street on her Ninja motorcycle. After breaking two of the captives legs and threatening to start breaking his arms, the man confessed to Alec that they were taking the girl to one of the abandoned parking garages nearby. A man named Ames wanted any transgenic they could find to sacrifice to the media. They'd pin a few murders on her and the public would be raging against transgenics even more fiercefully. They'd been tracking them since they left Terminal City.
Max was digusted. Even on simple missions something had to go wrong and this had just ruined a perfect dinner with Logan. Ames White was really starting to piss her off. She didn't have time to stop and get Alec, which crushed him. She instructed him to stay put. The parking garage was in the opposite direction from him. She was lucky enough to find an ungaurded hole in the TC gate big enough to fit her pride and joy through.
Max really didn't have a plan. Go to the garage...kick some ass...save Sam. That was all she had as she pulled up outside the garage. This should be fun she thought. She scanned the outside of the building. No visible gaurds...this should be easy. A light flashed near the top level. Well, atleast now she knew where they were. Her engine revved and she zoomed up the inclines to each level. It surprised her that Ames hadn't thought to put any gaurds on the bottom levels.
As Max reached the level she could tell something was up. Namely the fact that there were ten loaded guns pointer straight at her. This was bad. Very bad.
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"Ah! The rescue party has arrived," said an unfamiliar voice.
Turning to face the man, Max was surprised. This was definately not Ames White. The man was tall, blonde, and wearing an extremely overpowering cologne. He was also standing right next to Sam. Sam was tied around one of the concrete posts, eyes wide with fear.
"Who the hell are you? Another one of White's cult cronies sent out to do his dirty work?" Max was acting unintimidated by the weapons pointed in her direction.
"Allow me to introduce myself, but first we should make our guest more comfortable. Boys?" A creepy smile spread across the man's face. Max really wasn't liking this guy...or his cologne.
All at once, the men grabbed Max off her bike and tied her around a nearby pole. She tried kicking out with her legs, but she was too tightly bound. This just kept getting better by the minute.
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"My name is Ames Cooper. I guess you've already come into contact with White. There are quite a few Ameses floating around our little gene pool." He chuckled. Great. They got the wrong Ames.
Unknown to everyone in that parking level someone was listening to every word of their conversation. Alec had been able to go from rooftop to rooftop and then repel from the top to just above the concrete level divider above the others. He didn't have an actual plan, just like Max. What could he do? Drop in there and ask for Max and Sam back and then leave peacefully? Why the hell not?
Swinging in on his rope, Alec landed swiftly on the ground. All guns were pointed at him and his hands were in the air. His first look was to Sam to make sure she was alrighty. She was speechless. He then looked to Max.
"Bout damn time," she said softly. She knew he wouldn't stay put. Luckily, Cooper's men hadn't thought to gag her or Sam. It looked like they hadn't thought of anything.
"Whoa guys. Take it easy. I'm just here to get my friends back." No one moved.
"I'm afraid that's impossible. You see...I've been ordered to capture an X-5, frame it for murder, and let the public punish it as they see fit. But...being the nice person I am...I'm willing to cut a deal." Cooper obviously didn't know Max's importance to the future or the cult. This guy must be pretty low on the totem pole.
Alec was confused. "Nice" wasn't a word he'd use to describe the familiars. Since when did they cut deals? "I'm listening."
"I personally don't care for any of you. There are three of you here and I only need one. Your pick buddy boy. Pick one and the other goes free with you. I really could care less which. Make your choice, but make it soon. I have to get one of you to the leaders soon. We're revealing you to the public tomorrow afternoon."
Alec knew he wouldn't get out of there alive with both of them. He was forced to choose. If he picked one of them there was still a chance of rescueing the other. No one in the room, including Sam and Max, had any idea what he would do next. He looked his choice deep in her eyes and announced her name.
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A/N- cliffhanger! Find out who he picks in the next chapter!
ting- I actually had to put down writing that Ben fic to post this chapter. It's coming along really well!
tabitha5- Yep. Maxie to the rescue...but I don't think it's going to turn out exactly how you think. ;) You'll see
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A Changed Man
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It was one night when nothing could go wrong. Max was enjoying a bottle of pre-pulse wine with Logan and everything was going perfect. Even if his hands had to be gloved he could still feel their warmth against her face. The look in his eyes told her he loved her. She'd gone against her own thoughts that told her they should play it safe. He'd been expecting her and had already prepared a wonderful dinner. How she longed to be held in those arms and kissed by those soft lips. The night was wonderful.....except for the fact that now her cell was ringing. I'm gonna kill Alec if that's him she thought. What could've possibly gone wrong?
Seconds later, Max was racing down the street on her Ninja motorcycle. After breaking two of the captives legs and threatening to start breaking his arms, the man confessed to Alec that they were taking the girl to one of the abandoned parking garages nearby. A man named Ames wanted any transgenic they could find to sacrifice to the media. They'd pin a few murders on her and the public would be raging against transgenics even more fiercefully. They'd been tracking them since they left Terminal City.
Max was digusted. Even on simple missions something had to go wrong and this had just ruined a perfect dinner with Logan. Ames White was really starting to piss her off. She didn't have time to stop and get Alec, which crushed him. She instructed him to stay put. The parking garage was in the opposite direction from him. She was lucky enough to find an ungaurded hole in the TC gate big enough to fit her pride and joy through.
Max really didn't have a plan. Go to the garage...kick some ass...save Sam. That was all she had as she pulled up outside the garage. This should be fun she thought. She scanned the outside of the building. No visible gaurds...this should be easy. A light flashed near the top level. Well, atleast now she knew where they were. Her engine revved and she zoomed up the inclines to each level. It surprised her that Ames hadn't thought to put any gaurds on the bottom levels.
As Max reached the level she could tell something was up. Namely the fact that there were ten loaded guns pointer straight at her. This was bad. Very bad.
-=-
"Ah! The rescue party has arrived," said an unfamiliar voice.
Turning to face the man, Max was surprised. This was definately not Ames White. The man was tall, blonde, and wearing an extremely overpowering cologne. He was also standing right next to Sam. Sam was tied around one of the concrete posts, eyes wide with fear.
"Who the hell are you? Another one of White's cult cronies sent out to do his dirty work?" Max was acting unintimidated by the weapons pointed in her direction.
"Allow me to introduce myself, but first we should make our guest more comfortable. Boys?" A creepy smile spread across the man's face. Max really wasn't liking this guy...or his cologne.
All at once, the men grabbed Max off her bike and tied her around a nearby pole. She tried kicking out with her legs, but she was too tightly bound. This just kept getting better by the minute.
-=-
"My name is Ames Cooper. I guess you've already come into contact with White. There are quite a few Ameses floating around our little gene pool." He chuckled. Great. They got the wrong Ames.
Unknown to everyone in that parking level someone was listening to every word of their conversation. Alec had been able to go from rooftop to rooftop and then repel from the top to just above the concrete level divider above the others. He didn't have an actual plan, just like Max. What could he do? Drop in there and ask for Max and Sam back and then leave peacefully? Why the hell not?
Swinging in on his rope, Alec landed swiftly on the ground. All guns were pointed at him and his hands were in the air. His first look was to Sam to make sure she was alrighty. She was speechless. He then looked to Max.
"Bout damn time," she said softly. She knew he wouldn't stay put. Luckily, Cooper's men hadn't thought to gag her or Sam. It looked like they hadn't thought of anything.
"Whoa guys. Take it easy. I'm just here to get my friends back." No one moved.
"I'm afraid that's impossible. You see...I've been ordered to capture an X-5, frame it for murder, and let the public punish it as they see fit. But...being the nice person I am...I'm willing to cut a deal." Cooper obviously didn't know Max's importance to the future or the cult. This guy must be pretty low on the totem pole.
Alec was confused. "Nice" wasn't a word he'd use to describe the familiars. Since when did they cut deals? "I'm listening."
"I personally don't care for any of you. There are three of you here and I only need one. Your pick buddy boy. Pick one and the other goes free with you. I really could care less which. Make your choice, but make it soon. I have to get one of you to the leaders soon. We're revealing you to the public tomorrow afternoon."
Alec knew he wouldn't get out of there alive with both of them. He was forced to choose. If he picked one of them there was still a chance of rescueing the other. No one in the room, including Sam and Max, had any idea what he would do next. He looked his choice deep in her eyes and announced her name.
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A/N- cliffhanger! Find out who he picks in the next chapter!
