Whoa, 12 reviews. I'm amazed(or is it dazed) Sorry, another 4 a.m. rambling. Thank you all my reviewers.
Yes I know that last chapter was dark, but I warned ya!! Well, I think it's time for the usual
Disclaimer: If I owned Dark Angel, it would have been treated better than the slug brains at fox treated it.
Warning, this chapter will be very dark, with blatant references to physical and sexual abuse. If this offends you, I
apologize, and advise that you read no further. To those who are prepared, on with the show.
Chapter 4 Flashes
"Ok Max, I'm done, just relax again, take a deep breath. . .now" Max took a deep breath, and tried not to tense
her body. Suddenly, she tensed, remembering.
*Flashback*
Waking in blackness, strapped down, naked, unable to move. Her legs were spread eagled and she could not close them.
"Don't bother trying to move 452, it will only cause you more pain, but then again, try all you want, it won't
do you any good." The voice spoke with such cruel malice, Max dreaded what they might do to her next. After two months,
Manticore and Renfro had pretty much given up on being able to reindoctrinate her. Now, they just wanted to "play"
with her, before killing her. She had already been beaten harshly, and was sure at least of a concussion. She heard
steps approaching, and called out, fiercely determined to show no fear
"Well, don't keep a girl waiting, do what you're going to do!" She couldn't make out who it was, and as it walked
closer, she could see that it's form was unnatural, even for Manticore. A Nomily, holding something, a knife! As he
approached her, Max could feel her heart race, and she tried to calm herself. The Nomily walked closer, and to Max's shock and
horror, removed his pants and she could see his erection as he climbed onto the table, still clutching the knife. She cried out
in pain when he entered her, he was too big. Max tried to block out the pain, but it was so new, and so unexpected that she
couldn't. She screamed in pain.
"Max, MAX!!!" A voice jerked her back in to the present time. Logan, Bling were standing over her, concerned.
"Max, what happened, are you hurting somewhere else? What's wrong?" Max tried to catch her breath which was coming in shaky
gasps. She fought for control, and won. She saw Sam, standing up and brushing himself off.
"I'll be fine, Logan, I just remembered something from Manticore. What happened to Sam, why was he on the floor? Did I, hurt
him?" Max's eyes started to mist, when Logan took her hands, and knelt in front of her.
"It was an accident, Max, we know you didn't mean to. He'll be fine, but we need to finish taking care of you."
Sam walked over to the bed, and looked at Max, with compassion in his eyes. There was no judgement or anger in his
gaze.
"Max, it's all right, I'm just about done, I want to put in an iv. It should help prevent dehydration, OK?" Sam's
voice was calm and collected. Max nodded, embarassed and still feeling violated. Sam put in the iv and adjusted the
bag, hanging it on a nail in the wall.
"Now, Max, I want this iv to stay in for at least twenty-four hours. I will come back tomorrow, unless there's a problem."
"Max, I'll stay overnight, in case you need anything, and I don't think we'll be able to get Logan from your side
with out a crow bar, or the jaws of life." Bling told Max, with a glint of his jocularity. Max smiled at Logan, who looked at
her sheepishly.
"Oh yeah, Max, I'm going to be right here. But I think you should get some rest." Logan kissed her bruised forehead tenderly.
Bling walked Sam out, getting a few last minute directions, and more saline bags. Then Bling settled down on the couch. Max
closed her eyes and was quickly asleep, shark dna be damned. Logan grabbed a clean pillow, and laid his head on it, leaning
partly on the bed. Then he too, was out, making up for two months of the sleepless hell he had been through.
tbc? Reviews? Suggestions? Help me, well, I need to stop, it's now 5:00 a.m.
Good night
E5
Yes I know that last chapter was dark, but I warned ya!! Well, I think it's time for the usual
Disclaimer: If I owned Dark Angel, it would have been treated better than the slug brains at fox treated it.
Warning, this chapter will be very dark, with blatant references to physical and sexual abuse. If this offends you, I
apologize, and advise that you read no further. To those who are prepared, on with the show.
Chapter 4 Flashes
"Ok Max, I'm done, just relax again, take a deep breath. . .now" Max took a deep breath, and tried not to tense
her body. Suddenly, she tensed, remembering.
*Flashback*
Waking in blackness, strapped down, naked, unable to move. Her legs were spread eagled and she could not close them.
"Don't bother trying to move 452, it will only cause you more pain, but then again, try all you want, it won't
do you any good." The voice spoke with such cruel malice, Max dreaded what they might do to her next. After two months,
Manticore and Renfro had pretty much given up on being able to reindoctrinate her. Now, they just wanted to "play"
with her, before killing her. She had already been beaten harshly, and was sure at least of a concussion. She heard
steps approaching, and called out, fiercely determined to show no fear
"Well, don't keep a girl waiting, do what you're going to do!" She couldn't make out who it was, and as it walked
closer, she could see that it's form was unnatural, even for Manticore. A Nomily, holding something, a knife! As he
approached her, Max could feel her heart race, and she tried to calm herself. The Nomily walked closer, and to Max's shock and
horror, removed his pants and she could see his erection as he climbed onto the table, still clutching the knife. She cried out
in pain when he entered her, he was too big. Max tried to block out the pain, but it was so new, and so unexpected that she
couldn't. She screamed in pain.
"Max, MAX!!!" A voice jerked her back in to the present time. Logan, Bling were standing over her, concerned.
"Max, what happened, are you hurting somewhere else? What's wrong?" Max tried to catch her breath which was coming in shaky
gasps. She fought for control, and won. She saw Sam, standing up and brushing himself off.
"I'll be fine, Logan, I just remembered something from Manticore. What happened to Sam, why was he on the floor? Did I, hurt
him?" Max's eyes started to mist, when Logan took her hands, and knelt in front of her.
"It was an accident, Max, we know you didn't mean to. He'll be fine, but we need to finish taking care of you."
Sam walked over to the bed, and looked at Max, with compassion in his eyes. There was no judgement or anger in his
gaze.
"Max, it's all right, I'm just about done, I want to put in an iv. It should help prevent dehydration, OK?" Sam's
voice was calm and collected. Max nodded, embarassed and still feeling violated. Sam put in the iv and adjusted the
bag, hanging it on a nail in the wall.
"Now, Max, I want this iv to stay in for at least twenty-four hours. I will come back tomorrow, unless there's a problem."
"Max, I'll stay overnight, in case you need anything, and I don't think we'll be able to get Logan from your side
with out a crow bar, or the jaws of life." Bling told Max, with a glint of his jocularity. Max smiled at Logan, who looked at
her sheepishly.
"Oh yeah, Max, I'm going to be right here. But I think you should get some rest." Logan kissed her bruised forehead tenderly.
Bling walked Sam out, getting a few last minute directions, and more saline bags. Then Bling settled down on the couch. Max
closed her eyes and was quickly asleep, shark dna be damned. Logan grabbed a clean pillow, and laid his head on it, leaning
partly on the bed. Then he too, was out, making up for two months of the sleepless hell he had been through.
tbc? Reviews? Suggestions? Help me, well, I need to stop, it's now 5:00 a.m.
Good night
E5