Title: Hold On

Author: silverdragon17

Rating: PG13

Pairings: Max/Alec

Disclaimer: I am still relishing the unfortune of bad luck due to the breaking of a mirror which earns me seven years of bad luck. So unluckily, I own nothing.

Spoilers: Season Two of Dark Angel. Right after the last episode: 'Freak Nation'.

Summary: Its New Years Eve in Terminal City, and everyone is enjoying it. But the next few days erased all of that, when transgenics starts getting killed.

Chapter Five

"Fe'nos Tol," the voice greeted her from the other end of the phone line. Thula fixed the Phalanx one cold, granite glare, and they fell silent, all them wearing the same icy look. Several weeks had passed since their defeat against 452 and her cronies. And let's just say that they didn't take it too well.

"Fe'nos Tol," Thula bit back, turning her back against the Phalanx who stared at her with interrogating eyes. She listened as the voice relayed to her his plan. A feral grin crept across her face as he finished.

*** "Make sure to keep this under wraps," White said, malice dripping from his voice. "We do not want the cops sticking their noses into our business."

"Fe'nos Tol," he stated, before clamping his phone shut and slipping it into his pocket. Apparently, the Conclave was not pleased with their failure at 452's termination. And they were therefore, obliged to try again.

There was no way that 452 was winning, this time.

"Payback's a bitch, 452, and so are you." White muttered vindictively before climbing back into his car.

*** Max stood on the rooftop of Terminal City, gazing out into the distance. A sad smile appeared on her face as she stood next to Terminal City's official flag, which Joshua had painted. It depicted so much about the state they were in now. And she was almost hoping that it was all a lie. That she would wake up from this horrible nightmare, a normal human being. But there was a large part of her that would always make her proud of being a 'freak'.

Her gaze once again dropped on Joshua's flag. It had a black stripe on the bottom, a red stripe on the middle, and a white stripe on the top. In the middle of the black stripe was a barcode, similar to her own and many other transgenics. And in the middle of the flag is a dove, with its beautiful wings spread.

Flashback

'Hey Joshua," Max greeted the transhuman who grinned at her. 'Watcha doin'?'

'It's a flag, our flag.'

Luke came up from behind them and chuckled. 'Yeah, 'cause we're gonna need a flag when our transhuman drill team is marching down Fifth Avenue in the St. Paddy's Day Parade.'

'Let's not forget halftime at those Seahawks games.' Dix added.

'Hey, cut it out.' Max ordered. The two transhumans shrugged and walked off to do their work.

Joshua smiled soberly at her, before explaining his masterpiece. He started by pointing to the barcode. 'This is you, me, even them. Its all of us.' He paused before moving on to the black stripe. 'This is where we came from, where they tried to keep us.'

'In the dark.' Max whispered, remembering all the times she had spent hiding from the police, all the times she had spent in the dark cells of Manticore.

Joshua nodded. 'Secret.' He pointed to the red stripe. 'This is where we are now, because our blood is being spilled.'

Max shut her eyes for a split second, remembering the transgenics who didn't quite make it. Ben, Zack, Tinga...She opened them again and saw Joshua gesturing to the white stripe. 'This is where we want to go.'

'Into the light.' Max continued for him. They were sick of hiding. It was time that they had their own lives. But how can that be when the rest of the world wanted them dead?

End Flashback

Max raised her eyes to the animal that Joshua didn't bother explaining: The dove.

It represented what they all dreamed of, and that was peace. That humanity will finally accept them for who they were, and that they will finally find peace within their own lives.

It was a dream waiting to be made into reality.

A dream, that Max knew, would never come true.

*** Logan broodingly, sat in front of his precious computer, trying to ignore the distinct canine smell that didn't seem to go away no matter how much insecticides, pesticides, and perfumes he had sprayed around. Even with Joshua gone, it didn't disappear.

'I wonder what Max's doing right now,' he thought, trying to gain an image of the beautiful brunette. It materialized in his head almost in an instant. For the past few days, all he could think about was Max, and the things she had said to him. He tried to tell himself that she was just upset that they couldn't touch, but during his rare visits to TC, Logan always saw her in the company of that annoying Alec.

But Logan knew the exact solution to his problem. He knew exactly what he had to do in order to win Max back, and get her to fall madly and deeply in love with him again. And that was through finding the cure. No doubt about it. Max would come running back into his open arms once he found it. And they would live happily ever after.

With an evil villain grin, he switched on his computer and started trying to hack into Manticore's databases.

'Just wait Max, your knight in shining armor will be coming to save you.'

A/N: belch Its obvious that I don't like Logan and I'm sorry. REVIEW!!!