A/N: Been a while, I know…but hey, here's another chapter, after going back and reading all the reviews…this chapter is mainly filler, leading up to longer stuff, but I'm tired, so…
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Max wheeled her Ninja out of its hiding place behind her apartment, eager already to return to Logan. Girl, you've got it bad. She moved to straddle the bike, only to have her leg swept out from under her with a low kick that sent her sprawling on the pavement. "What the hell was *that* for?"
"*That* was for being worthless transgenic scum…worthless transgenic scum who's worth quite a bit of money to the government." The voice above her was female, albeit incredibly deep and thick with anger. Max forgot all thoughts of voices as something sharp punctured her neck and she felt blackness encroaching on her vision.
"For my mother before me, for my daughters." Jem paused as she listened to her contact yelling at his driver. "It is done."
Minutes later, with a squeal of tires, a black van pulled up at the mouth of the alley, and out stepped two dark-clad figures. They easily lifted Max into the vehicle. "The Director will be pleased. Nice job, Jem."
"One less transgenic to plague the earth." Jem replied before disappearing into the darkness.
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Max groaned as her neck rebelled against the movements of her awakening. She took in her surroundings silently, with her eyes barely open, to keep her captors- whoever they may be- from realizing her consciousness. Gray cell. Bunk. Ugly-ass gray camo. Manticore.
In spite of her efforts, a blonde woman who looked like she was only a little younger that Lydecker sauntered into the cell, flanked by big, hulking Manticore guards. Glad I remembered the boys right. All brawn, no brains.
"Well, X5-452…or, Max, is it? How are we feeling today?"
"Bite me."
"Ooh, such *language*, soldier! Tsk, tsk, that's not really necessary, is it? I think you'll find your accommodations more than adequate." She turned away to speak to the guards, and Max just barely heard her. "Bring her in to Sector 314 for reconditioning at 0400." With that, she left the cell, abandoning Max, who was lying still on the gray cot that proved the room's only furnishing.
A short time later- Max estimated that it was no more that ten minutes- another one of the guards appeared in the doorway. "Guess you expect me to just go with you? Sorry to break it to you, I wasn't made to follow. I'm a leader."
"That's why I have this." He pressed a button on something that resembled a remote detonator, and Max felt a familiar twitch at the base of her neck. Damn, they're controlling seizures now! He held the button long enough to weaken her considerably, and then gripped her arm and dragged her off down the long hall to what the mystery woman had referred to as 'Sector 314'.
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Yes, I'm incorporating S2 stuff…you'll see how it goes.
