Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Dark Angel characters or plot. This
story and the new characters within it are all mine though.
A/N: I'M BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yep, but I've sort of lost the knack for writing as I think this chapter's CRAP!!!
BUT PLEASE READ IT AND REVIEW AND TELL ME IF IT IS CRAP OR NOT!
It's very LONG, by the way.
I wanted to fit in as much as I could so that I can get on to the DRAMA.
I've also introduced a new thing just to MIX IT UP a bit.
I hope you do like it!!!
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Two days passed by.
HQ seemed less busy compared to the bee hive atmosphere it was just two days before.
Gossip was the main action taking place. Stories of past events were flying around like migrating geese.
Each pair of lips sent a new message.
'Someone stabbed Hazel."
'How do you know?'
'Well why else would she need so much blood?'
'Who do you think it was?'
'Well........between you and me.........I think it was Max.'
And that was the consensus feeling as Alec wasn't allowing anyone to see the, apparently, very popular Hazel.
After her brief kiss with him, which was interrupted by said popular transgenic, Max couldn't get Alec's concentration back on her. So the trannie nation figured that Max had been so angry that she had tried to rid the opposition. I mean Max did have an explosive anger and ridding the enemy is what they'd do on the field. Why should it be any different in the real world?
Max was trying her best to ignore the ridiculous rumours which were being chucked around but found it was getting just too much. Breaking point was when she walked across the courtyard; shoulders slouched, body protected by a thick wad of papers and face screened by her loose hair, when she, unfortunately, happened to walk by the transgenic kids, who had became Hazel's bodyguards and redeemers.
She had already been cornered by a couple of transhumans, who were convinced that, in a fit of rage, she had slipped out of HQ and tried to murder Hazel. If Chloe hadn't been in the canteen at the same time, grabbing a quick lunch, she may not have come out of it bruise free.
She had thought that maybe the kids would have been more forgiving of her past sins but soon found out that that was not the case.
FLASHBACK
Walking past them, she discreetly watched them.
They were sat on stacked carts, by the warehouse that they were on duty to clean. Some of them had drinks in their hands, which were soon passed on to someone else. They suddenly got to their feet. Ray went forward with open arms.
She saw 'Night walk to them and immediately move into the young female's arms. The sight made her smile.
The others crowded round them; some patting the older boy comfortingly, some asking questions. As he came out of his partner's arms, he spoke to them. His words obviously soothing as they recoiled back to their seats, nodding with understanding. He looked to the sky and looked behind him.
She quickly averted her eyes to watch ahead, afraid of their reaction towards her.
Alas, he had caught her gaze – Hazel had trained them well – and he walked to her, one arm out behind him, halting the rest from following.
She tried to walk quicker but he had caught up with her in three swift moves.
"Not going to ask how she is?" he asked, his voice sugar sweet but upon looking into his eyes a completely different story was told. Those pools of dark brown held hollow sadness, the one where you've cried so much you couldn't cry anymore. But, more importantly, those dark eyes shot an accusing glare that seemed to freeze her.
She could only stand and look to the floor. She hadn't been to visit and didn't really know what the injuries were or how they had happened, but was too afraid to experience what her welcome would be.
"Well, she's still unconscious." He said, shaking his head in wonder as to why he was informing her.
Moments passed as the too stared at each other.
"What happened?" her voice croaked as she spoke.
He shrugged his shoulders, "Alec wouldn't disclose the information." Another pause took place. "I think that maybe he's protecting someone."
Hurt evident in her eyes, they sharply found the younger X's.
She then looked behind him at the rest of the kids, who were stretching their hearing to listen to the conversation. Their expressions were hard and unforgiving.
"I didn't do anything." She said with a quiet yet firm voice.
He only turned and walked away. An air of righteousness hung, where he had been standing just seconds before.
END OF FLASHBACK
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Silence.
It was all that could be heard in the Infirmary that day.
Five figures had sat in that room for the past three days.
One had sat on a chair that stood beside a cot that held another. One had paced the floor whilst holding the hand of another. And the last had stood by the door, unable to relive the scene he had already lived all those years ago.
"You guys need to go home and rest." Chloe's pleas had fallen on deaf ears. They had fallen on deaf ears each of the million times she had said it before.
Putting her hand on Alec's shoulder, she spoke in a softer tone, "You need rest. You're running on no fuel."
He sat, motionless; head on praying hands.
Looking to the other female, she begged, "Kat. Please. Take them home and get some sleep. Eat some food. You all need your strength."
Trigger's croak answered back, "You don't understand."
"What? What don't I understand?" her voice was strained from the aching that unshed tears caused. "I know she's your unit but..."
"No." a faraway voice answered.
The aqua transhuman turned to the voice from the corner.
Ember was the epitome of the expression: 'the walking dead'. His usually tan skin had paled to a sickly white that was stained by tear trails.
He spoke, a sad humour displayed on his face, "We've gone through all this before."
Her questions laid blatant on her face.
"She's done this before.........in manticore." He spoke as the words slowly died on his lips.
"We didn't take her to the Infirmary. They would have ordered for her death and organs to be farmed. We couldn't do that." Kat embellished the memory.
Chloe's face seemed to have aged three years within the three seconds the story was told in.
"It's my fault." He hadn't spoken in days except the few words he whispered to a raging 'Night.
"Tomcat.........no." Kat leaned forward trying to catch Alec's hand in an embrace but he shrugged away, standing up with self-loathing, his eyes still never leaving Hazel's unconscious form.
He carried on speaking as though he couldn't hear the others. His voice flowed with a delirious sadness, "We fought on the Eastside roofs. And I saw her bandaged hand." He laughed a humourless, dark laugh. "I saw her hand and took her lie without questioning it." Kat got up and reached out for him again but he swung back as his feverish emotions flooded out. "I heard her tell me that it was nothing and I let it go because I didn't want it to be.......to be.........to be....this." The last word fell as a whisper on the distraught room. "I should have stopped it then."
"Alec....." Chloe tried to stop his rant but he abruptly stepped away from her.
"Don't you see......I could have stopped this." Alec's voice had grown in volume but lost its strength. He walked to Hazel in quick strides and knelt down as he seized her limp hand. In a whisper, "He knows it's my fault."
Eyes travelled to Ember.
Kat could see that Ember wasn't going to deny the, potentially destroying, remark.
"Ember, tell Alec that you don't think it's his fault." Her voice shook with worry at what was going to unfold. Ember took a small step forward. "You couldn't have stopped it then, Alec." Kat let out a sigh of relief. "But it is you're fault." She then, just as quickly, took a shocked step back into Trigger's arms.
Alec's head fell onto Hazel's body.
"It's your fault for breaking her heart." The words caused tears to form in Kat's eyes.
"You broke her heart. You know you did." Ember's voice had slowly deceased with each word. "We knew it was going to happen but we thought we had to let it run its course." His words were now directed at Kat and Trigger. "But it didn't, did it? By not stopping it, Hazel will probably die."
Alec's answer was quick and sharp, "She will not die."
"You don't know that." The shout echoed in the small room.
"Yes I do." Alec stood, facing Ember full on.
"How?" the challenge was evident.
"She has people to live for." Was Alec's answer.
"Well she obviously thought that they weren't enough." Embers retort was painful.
"She's not going to leave the kids." Alec seemed convinced.
"Alec......." He took a step towards his ex-CO, "You broke her heart, man. You broke her heart and killed her soul."
"They are her soul." His voice was angry as he pointed at the window, which showed the group of people outside.
"And you are also. You are a major part of her soul.........and you killed it. Why? 'Cos you wanted a good fuck?" Ember's cajole had worked as Alec took a step forward with a clenched fist.
Trigger sped in between them.
"No you don't." his voice was casual but serious.
"She loves you." The statement was softly spoken.
"I love her." The reply was just as gentle.
"But not enough." The voice was almost inaudible.
The moment was broken with the quiet knock of the door.
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After her encounter with 'Night, Max had gone straight to her office and hid there until she was summoned by Luke.
"It's Logan, Max." the gentle transgenic said.
Max kept silent as she rolled her eyes with frustration.
"I can tell him you're busy if you want." He obliged.
Max smiled tensely, "No it's okay Luke. I need to set him straight."
The trench-digging transgenic nodded with understand and left her to break the news.
On the screen, Logan's face could be seen smiling back at her.
"Hey." She spoke with a frown adorning her face.
"Hey yourself." He answered with their routine answer.
"Well, I haven't heard from you in a while." He beamed at her.
"Logan.....we need to talk." Max to a deep breath as she explained the situation to him.
"What are you saying, Max? We're over?" Any sign of a smile was erased from his face.
"I'm sorry, Logan. We've grown apart. I......." She stopped not knowing what to say.
"You love someone else." Her head shot up at his comment. "You love him." His voice wasn't angry but hurt.
She nodded.
The pause seemed like an eternity.
"Whatever happens, Max, I'll be here for you." With those words said, he cut their link.
She turned despondently and caught sight of a couple of the kids entering. Not wanting to get into a battle she slipped out the side door unnoticed.
As she walked cautiously across the yard she passed the Infirmary and then backtracked. Staring at the doors, she took a step forward and paused, then followed it with another step. This process continued until she reached the aforementioned doors and just stood there.
And stood.
And stood.
It was when she was about to knock that she heard muffled shouts.
Not understanding what was being said, she took the plunge and tapped the door.
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They all turned to the door.
"I'll go." Alec growled whilst rubbing his forehead.
Behind him, Ember retreated to the window and Kat pulled Trigger's arms tighter around her as they waited.
Opening the door and seeing who it was, the words just slipped out of his mouth, "Max."
"What the hell is she doing here?" Ember's words were sharp and stern.
She walked and said timidly, "I wanted to see how you guys were."
"Well it's not us who's hurting." His spin was fierce.
"I know but....." she turned to Alec for help but he held the same question in his eyes.
"She was hurt days ago." Ember stepped forward but Alec stood in front of him, halting his procession.
"Max is there something you need?" Alec asked quite simply, his back still facing her.
Her jaw dropped.
Was this the man she had confessed her love to just days ago?
As that thought entered her mind, he turned to face her and she saw all the stress lines that sat on his beautiful face. His shoulders were hunched under the constant worry and his hands were shaking slightly.
He walked towards her as she observed the others, who looked just as tired and frightened. Her eyes then moved to the lifeless Hazel. She seemed smaller and far more vulnerable than her usual lively little self.
"How is she?" she whispered as he stood closely to her.
"Still breathing." His words cold. "I'm sorry I left you in the lurch but this....."
"Don't worry." She interrupted as she placed a hand to his chest.
He smiled sadly and put his hand over the smaller one and squeezed it warmly. A silent 'thank you' passed from him to her. This was the man she had confessed her love to.
She looked back at Hazel and suddenly said, "I broke up with Logan."
Silence pursued.
"Max....." Alec was interrupted.
"You should talk about this another time." Chloe stepped in.
Max nodded and left.
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Days had passed and still nothing had changed.
"Alec." Dix came into the make-shift hospital with a file in his hand.
"Yeah Dix." Alec looked up from his meditation position on his bed.
"I've completed as much as I can." The nomaly handed over the papers. "There are still some words missing but we've got the main gist of it."
"You don't have any idea of anyone else who'll know how to decipher it?" Alec asked as he scanned the papers.
"Sorry Alec but I've tried everything whilst being 'hush hush' about the whole thing. Anyways, the amount of people who know ancient Minoan are limited." Replied Dix.
"I do." A hoarse voice said.
The two transgenics leaped to the neighbouring bed.
"Hazel." Alec nearly cried with joy.
"Hey." She smiled as she closed her eyes and opened them again, almost as if she didn't quite believe she was there.
"You know Minoan?" asked Dix as Alec sent him a prickly look.
"How are you feeling?" his face was shining with a toothy smile that refused to leave his face.
"I feel tired which is silly considering that I've been asleep for........." she frowned, "How long have I been out?"
"Nine days."
"Whoa!" she said blinking hazily, "Whose blood.....?"
"Mine."
"Oh."
"So.....you know Minoan?" Dix asked again interested.
"Hmmhmm." She said with a nod, "Why?"
"Well the whole prophesy that surrounds Max is written in a form of Ancient Minoan." As soon as the name was mentioned Hazel's eyes distanced themselves from her surroundings.
"How do you know Minoan?" the question was straightforward.
"The away mission I went on needed me to be able to read ancient languages." Her eyes glazed at the painful memory of her first love.
"Can you give it a try?" asked Dix oblivious to her anxiety and almost giddy with excitement. Things like this always exhilarated the transhuman.
"Sure." She said, her voice masking the emotion just as quickly as it had come. She tried to sit up but found herself too weak to move.
Alec helped her to an upright seated position whilst saying, "Dix, man, she's only just woken up from being unconscious for over a week. This can wait."
"I don't mind." Hazel's reply was soft to diffuse any tension. "Pass the papers."
She scanned the pages and puckered her brow.
"What, what is it?" asked Dix who stood, reading over her shoulder.
"This is.........heavy stuff." She whispered, her eyes never leaving the page.
It was Alec's worried voice that broke her trance. "What does it say?"
"The shroud of demise will fall from the heavens above, for a storm will bring life of death from lands beyond reality. Only one can heal the wounds that come for those who walk as norm, but her existence is swerved by the rising threat of the breed of tainted pure." She spoke with a faraway voice.
"I wonder what that means." Said Dix as he contemplated the message.
"It's quite simple really." Hazel said as Alec handed her a cup of water.
They both looked at her quizzically.
"I don't know what the first part of it means in detail but the essence is that death for, presumably, the ordinaries is round the corner and it is going to happen by something that will fall out of the sky. Max is the saviour but her life is threatened by some other source." She explained with a casual tone of voice.
"Well.....err..maybe we should inform Max." Said Dix as he walked to the doors.
"That would be a good idea." Was Hazel's answer as she moved off the bed slowly.
Alec straightaway helped as a support as he said, "What are you doing?"
"Will you let go, I'm fine." She said as she tried to shrug him off.
"Look I'll help you with whatever it is." He assured her.
"I need to pee, Alec. Don't think you can help with that." She said as he let go of her at the bathroom door.
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A/N: I know, I know.......it was crap wasn't it.
Well, in my defence, I have been under major stress with a whole load of deadlines that I've had to meet in a matter of one week.
But, hopefully, I'll be able to get back my good writing skillz.
We'll see.
Anywayz, I think the next chapter won't be as long and, with a bit of luck, I'll be updating again soon.
So until then............
unspoken-beauty
A/N: I'M BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yep, but I've sort of lost the knack for writing as I think this chapter's CRAP!!!
BUT PLEASE READ IT AND REVIEW AND TELL ME IF IT IS CRAP OR NOT!
It's very LONG, by the way.
I wanted to fit in as much as I could so that I can get on to the DRAMA.
I've also introduced a new thing just to MIX IT UP a bit.
I hope you do like it!!!
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Two days passed by.
HQ seemed less busy compared to the bee hive atmosphere it was just two days before.
Gossip was the main action taking place. Stories of past events were flying around like migrating geese.
Each pair of lips sent a new message.
'Someone stabbed Hazel."
'How do you know?'
'Well why else would she need so much blood?'
'Who do you think it was?'
'Well........between you and me.........I think it was Max.'
And that was the consensus feeling as Alec wasn't allowing anyone to see the, apparently, very popular Hazel.
After her brief kiss with him, which was interrupted by said popular transgenic, Max couldn't get Alec's concentration back on her. So the trannie nation figured that Max had been so angry that she had tried to rid the opposition. I mean Max did have an explosive anger and ridding the enemy is what they'd do on the field. Why should it be any different in the real world?
Max was trying her best to ignore the ridiculous rumours which were being chucked around but found it was getting just too much. Breaking point was when she walked across the courtyard; shoulders slouched, body protected by a thick wad of papers and face screened by her loose hair, when she, unfortunately, happened to walk by the transgenic kids, who had became Hazel's bodyguards and redeemers.
She had already been cornered by a couple of transhumans, who were convinced that, in a fit of rage, she had slipped out of HQ and tried to murder Hazel. If Chloe hadn't been in the canteen at the same time, grabbing a quick lunch, she may not have come out of it bruise free.
She had thought that maybe the kids would have been more forgiving of her past sins but soon found out that that was not the case.
FLASHBACK
Walking past them, she discreetly watched them.
They were sat on stacked carts, by the warehouse that they were on duty to clean. Some of them had drinks in their hands, which were soon passed on to someone else. They suddenly got to their feet. Ray went forward with open arms.
She saw 'Night walk to them and immediately move into the young female's arms. The sight made her smile.
The others crowded round them; some patting the older boy comfortingly, some asking questions. As he came out of his partner's arms, he spoke to them. His words obviously soothing as they recoiled back to their seats, nodding with understanding. He looked to the sky and looked behind him.
She quickly averted her eyes to watch ahead, afraid of their reaction towards her.
Alas, he had caught her gaze – Hazel had trained them well – and he walked to her, one arm out behind him, halting the rest from following.
She tried to walk quicker but he had caught up with her in three swift moves.
"Not going to ask how she is?" he asked, his voice sugar sweet but upon looking into his eyes a completely different story was told. Those pools of dark brown held hollow sadness, the one where you've cried so much you couldn't cry anymore. But, more importantly, those dark eyes shot an accusing glare that seemed to freeze her.
She could only stand and look to the floor. She hadn't been to visit and didn't really know what the injuries were or how they had happened, but was too afraid to experience what her welcome would be.
"Well, she's still unconscious." He said, shaking his head in wonder as to why he was informing her.
Moments passed as the too stared at each other.
"What happened?" her voice croaked as she spoke.
He shrugged his shoulders, "Alec wouldn't disclose the information." Another pause took place. "I think that maybe he's protecting someone."
Hurt evident in her eyes, they sharply found the younger X's.
She then looked behind him at the rest of the kids, who were stretching their hearing to listen to the conversation. Their expressions were hard and unforgiving.
"I didn't do anything." She said with a quiet yet firm voice.
He only turned and walked away. An air of righteousness hung, where he had been standing just seconds before.
END OF FLASHBACK
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Silence.
It was all that could be heard in the Infirmary that day.
Five figures had sat in that room for the past three days.
One had sat on a chair that stood beside a cot that held another. One had paced the floor whilst holding the hand of another. And the last had stood by the door, unable to relive the scene he had already lived all those years ago.
"You guys need to go home and rest." Chloe's pleas had fallen on deaf ears. They had fallen on deaf ears each of the million times she had said it before.
Putting her hand on Alec's shoulder, she spoke in a softer tone, "You need rest. You're running on no fuel."
He sat, motionless; head on praying hands.
Looking to the other female, she begged, "Kat. Please. Take them home and get some sleep. Eat some food. You all need your strength."
Trigger's croak answered back, "You don't understand."
"What? What don't I understand?" her voice was strained from the aching that unshed tears caused. "I know she's your unit but..."
"No." a faraway voice answered.
The aqua transhuman turned to the voice from the corner.
Ember was the epitome of the expression: 'the walking dead'. His usually tan skin had paled to a sickly white that was stained by tear trails.
He spoke, a sad humour displayed on his face, "We've gone through all this before."
Her questions laid blatant on her face.
"She's done this before.........in manticore." He spoke as the words slowly died on his lips.
"We didn't take her to the Infirmary. They would have ordered for her death and organs to be farmed. We couldn't do that." Kat embellished the memory.
Chloe's face seemed to have aged three years within the three seconds the story was told in.
"It's my fault." He hadn't spoken in days except the few words he whispered to a raging 'Night.
"Tomcat.........no." Kat leaned forward trying to catch Alec's hand in an embrace but he shrugged away, standing up with self-loathing, his eyes still never leaving Hazel's unconscious form.
He carried on speaking as though he couldn't hear the others. His voice flowed with a delirious sadness, "We fought on the Eastside roofs. And I saw her bandaged hand." He laughed a humourless, dark laugh. "I saw her hand and took her lie without questioning it." Kat got up and reached out for him again but he swung back as his feverish emotions flooded out. "I heard her tell me that it was nothing and I let it go because I didn't want it to be.......to be.........to be....this." The last word fell as a whisper on the distraught room. "I should have stopped it then."
"Alec....." Chloe tried to stop his rant but he abruptly stepped away from her.
"Don't you see......I could have stopped this." Alec's voice had grown in volume but lost its strength. He walked to Hazel in quick strides and knelt down as he seized her limp hand. In a whisper, "He knows it's my fault."
Eyes travelled to Ember.
Kat could see that Ember wasn't going to deny the, potentially destroying, remark.
"Ember, tell Alec that you don't think it's his fault." Her voice shook with worry at what was going to unfold. Ember took a small step forward. "You couldn't have stopped it then, Alec." Kat let out a sigh of relief. "But it is you're fault." She then, just as quickly, took a shocked step back into Trigger's arms.
Alec's head fell onto Hazel's body.
"It's your fault for breaking her heart." The words caused tears to form in Kat's eyes.
"You broke her heart. You know you did." Ember's voice had slowly deceased with each word. "We knew it was going to happen but we thought we had to let it run its course." His words were now directed at Kat and Trigger. "But it didn't, did it? By not stopping it, Hazel will probably die."
Alec's answer was quick and sharp, "She will not die."
"You don't know that." The shout echoed in the small room.
"Yes I do." Alec stood, facing Ember full on.
"How?" the challenge was evident.
"She has people to live for." Was Alec's answer.
"Well she obviously thought that they weren't enough." Embers retort was painful.
"She's not going to leave the kids." Alec seemed convinced.
"Alec......." He took a step towards his ex-CO, "You broke her heart, man. You broke her heart and killed her soul."
"They are her soul." His voice was angry as he pointed at the window, which showed the group of people outside.
"And you are also. You are a major part of her soul.........and you killed it. Why? 'Cos you wanted a good fuck?" Ember's cajole had worked as Alec took a step forward with a clenched fist.
Trigger sped in between them.
"No you don't." his voice was casual but serious.
"She loves you." The statement was softly spoken.
"I love her." The reply was just as gentle.
"But not enough." The voice was almost inaudible.
The moment was broken with the quiet knock of the door.
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After her encounter with 'Night, Max had gone straight to her office and hid there until she was summoned by Luke.
"It's Logan, Max." the gentle transgenic said.
Max kept silent as she rolled her eyes with frustration.
"I can tell him you're busy if you want." He obliged.
Max smiled tensely, "No it's okay Luke. I need to set him straight."
The trench-digging transgenic nodded with understand and left her to break the news.
On the screen, Logan's face could be seen smiling back at her.
"Hey." She spoke with a frown adorning her face.
"Hey yourself." He answered with their routine answer.
"Well, I haven't heard from you in a while." He beamed at her.
"Logan.....we need to talk." Max to a deep breath as she explained the situation to him.
"What are you saying, Max? We're over?" Any sign of a smile was erased from his face.
"I'm sorry, Logan. We've grown apart. I......." She stopped not knowing what to say.
"You love someone else." Her head shot up at his comment. "You love him." His voice wasn't angry but hurt.
She nodded.
The pause seemed like an eternity.
"Whatever happens, Max, I'll be here for you." With those words said, he cut their link.
She turned despondently and caught sight of a couple of the kids entering. Not wanting to get into a battle she slipped out the side door unnoticed.
As she walked cautiously across the yard she passed the Infirmary and then backtracked. Staring at the doors, she took a step forward and paused, then followed it with another step. This process continued until she reached the aforementioned doors and just stood there.
And stood.
And stood.
It was when she was about to knock that she heard muffled shouts.
Not understanding what was being said, she took the plunge and tapped the door.
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They all turned to the door.
"I'll go." Alec growled whilst rubbing his forehead.
Behind him, Ember retreated to the window and Kat pulled Trigger's arms tighter around her as they waited.
Opening the door and seeing who it was, the words just slipped out of his mouth, "Max."
"What the hell is she doing here?" Ember's words were sharp and stern.
She walked and said timidly, "I wanted to see how you guys were."
"Well it's not us who's hurting." His spin was fierce.
"I know but....." she turned to Alec for help but he held the same question in his eyes.
"She was hurt days ago." Ember stepped forward but Alec stood in front of him, halting his procession.
"Max is there something you need?" Alec asked quite simply, his back still facing her.
Her jaw dropped.
Was this the man she had confessed her love to just days ago?
As that thought entered her mind, he turned to face her and she saw all the stress lines that sat on his beautiful face. His shoulders were hunched under the constant worry and his hands were shaking slightly.
He walked towards her as she observed the others, who looked just as tired and frightened. Her eyes then moved to the lifeless Hazel. She seemed smaller and far more vulnerable than her usual lively little self.
"How is she?" she whispered as he stood closely to her.
"Still breathing." His words cold. "I'm sorry I left you in the lurch but this....."
"Don't worry." She interrupted as she placed a hand to his chest.
He smiled sadly and put his hand over the smaller one and squeezed it warmly. A silent 'thank you' passed from him to her. This was the man she had confessed her love to.
She looked back at Hazel and suddenly said, "I broke up with Logan."
Silence pursued.
"Max....." Alec was interrupted.
"You should talk about this another time." Chloe stepped in.
Max nodded and left.
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Days had passed and still nothing had changed.
"Alec." Dix came into the make-shift hospital with a file in his hand.
"Yeah Dix." Alec looked up from his meditation position on his bed.
"I've completed as much as I can." The nomaly handed over the papers. "There are still some words missing but we've got the main gist of it."
"You don't have any idea of anyone else who'll know how to decipher it?" Alec asked as he scanned the papers.
"Sorry Alec but I've tried everything whilst being 'hush hush' about the whole thing. Anyways, the amount of people who know ancient Minoan are limited." Replied Dix.
"I do." A hoarse voice said.
The two transgenics leaped to the neighbouring bed.
"Hazel." Alec nearly cried with joy.
"Hey." She smiled as she closed her eyes and opened them again, almost as if she didn't quite believe she was there.
"You know Minoan?" asked Dix as Alec sent him a prickly look.
"How are you feeling?" his face was shining with a toothy smile that refused to leave his face.
"I feel tired which is silly considering that I've been asleep for........." she frowned, "How long have I been out?"
"Nine days."
"Whoa!" she said blinking hazily, "Whose blood.....?"
"Mine."
"Oh."
"So.....you know Minoan?" Dix asked again interested.
"Hmmhmm." She said with a nod, "Why?"
"Well the whole prophesy that surrounds Max is written in a form of Ancient Minoan." As soon as the name was mentioned Hazel's eyes distanced themselves from her surroundings.
"How do you know Minoan?" the question was straightforward.
"The away mission I went on needed me to be able to read ancient languages." Her eyes glazed at the painful memory of her first love.
"Can you give it a try?" asked Dix oblivious to her anxiety and almost giddy with excitement. Things like this always exhilarated the transhuman.
"Sure." She said, her voice masking the emotion just as quickly as it had come. She tried to sit up but found herself too weak to move.
Alec helped her to an upright seated position whilst saying, "Dix, man, she's only just woken up from being unconscious for over a week. This can wait."
"I don't mind." Hazel's reply was soft to diffuse any tension. "Pass the papers."
She scanned the pages and puckered her brow.
"What, what is it?" asked Dix who stood, reading over her shoulder.
"This is.........heavy stuff." She whispered, her eyes never leaving the page.
It was Alec's worried voice that broke her trance. "What does it say?"
"The shroud of demise will fall from the heavens above, for a storm will bring life of death from lands beyond reality. Only one can heal the wounds that come for those who walk as norm, but her existence is swerved by the rising threat of the breed of tainted pure." She spoke with a faraway voice.
"I wonder what that means." Said Dix as he contemplated the message.
"It's quite simple really." Hazel said as Alec handed her a cup of water.
They both looked at her quizzically.
"I don't know what the first part of it means in detail but the essence is that death for, presumably, the ordinaries is round the corner and it is going to happen by something that will fall out of the sky. Max is the saviour but her life is threatened by some other source." She explained with a casual tone of voice.
"Well.....err..maybe we should inform Max." Said Dix as he walked to the doors.
"That would be a good idea." Was Hazel's answer as she moved off the bed slowly.
Alec straightaway helped as a support as he said, "What are you doing?"
"Will you let go, I'm fine." She said as she tried to shrug him off.
"Look I'll help you with whatever it is." He assured her.
"I need to pee, Alec. Don't think you can help with that." She said as he let go of her at the bathroom door.
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A/N: I know, I know.......it was crap wasn't it.
Well, in my defence, I have been under major stress with a whole load of deadlines that I've had to meet in a matter of one week.
But, hopefully, I'll be able to get back my good writing skillz.
We'll see.
Anywayz, I think the next chapter won't be as long and, with a bit of luck, I'll be updating again soon.
So until then............
unspoken-beauty