Ch 4.
AN: Finally I did get my hand out of my ass and wrote this chapter. Thanks to Mrs Ackles for beta-ing, you rock hon!
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Max drove the black cab on the way from Seattle to some shitty little city called Tacoma. At least that's what the sign said. She was stuck behind a big truck that wobbled dangerously on the road. 'Drunk driver' Max thought annoyed.
Without any warning, the driver of the truck hit the brakes and skidded over the road, effectively blocking her way.
Crash!!
Not even her transgenic reflexes were fast enough; the black car hit the truck in more than 120 km/h. Max didn't wear her seat belt and flied through the windscreen.
Pain exploded in her body as she hit the ground and everything went black.
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Alec was heading in the direction of some place called Tacoma when a though hit him. Max's cell phone! She usually carried the cell he stole for her with her all the times. If she was leaving Seattle, the chance that she would answer him was small but it was still worth a shot.
He picked up his own phone and dialled Max's number. After some signals, somebody answered.
"Max?"
"Uhm..."
'What the hell?' Alec thought. Whoever that was, it wasn't Max. He started to get very worried.
"Who the hell are you?!"
"Excuse me mister. Do you know a young dark haired girl?"
"What? Of course I do!"
"I'm afraid your girlfriend had an accident. A car crash."
'Oh my god, no! NO!! This is not happening.' Alec panicked.
"Is she... Is she alive?"
"Yes, she is... but..."
"Where is she?!"
"Some miles from Seattle, on the road to Tacoma. But... No, miss! Don't move! Oh no, miss... Don't..."
A shot was heard through the phone, a gasp from the man on the other side and the sound of a body hitting the ground.
A shot.
It could mean everything. Max had a gun, she had finally accepted that they were in a war and a gun could make the difference between victory and loss, life and death. She had a gun, but didn't like to use it.
A shot. It could also be somebody else. It could be White.
Alec threw his cell out of the window of the car and pushed down the accelerator pedal. He wished he had stolen a faster car then the red Renault he sat in.
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Max dragged her through the thick wood, instinctively seeking highs, mountains, rocks and caves. Her instincts told her to hide herself, to heal or die, as her ancestors, the big cats did.
She stumbled again and had to grab a tree to keep herself standing. She was loosing a lot of blood but she didn't have the energy to do something about it, or not to leave any clues.
When she woke up on the cold ground beside the highway, she panicked. Two cops and a car were standing beside her. Cops meant danger, cages, handcuffs. Cages, cages, cages...
Far away she, with her engineered hearing, could also hear the sirens of an ambulance. Ambulance meant hospital. Max's second trip to Manticore had given her a deep fear of hospitals.
//That's strong isn't it? A heart of a soldier, a leader, a martyr...// Renfro's cold voice echoed through her brain.
'NO!' She wouldn't follow them to straps, white coats, to pain and sorrow.
But what could she do? She was lying on the ground, pain flowing over her and she did her best to ignore it. She couldn't fight them... or could she?
Something hard was poking her waist, hard and cold. Her glock. The weapon Mole had convinced her to accept. She didn't like guns, she never had but now it was probably her only chance.
With a shivering hand, she lifted the gun and pulled the trigger. When the polices hit the ground, the fled into the wood, depending on her instincts to keep her alive.
An hour and a half after the crash, she finally found a cave, a hole in the rock. The darkness threatened to take over when she crawled into it and curled up, arms around her knees, letting the pain and tiredness take over.
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Alec had to use all the control Manticore had thought him to keep the panic and the fear in check. 'Focus!' he thought as he pushed the Renault faster and faster, 120, 130, 140...
'So much blood. Oh no...' He saw blood everywhere, the corpses of shot polices were covered, the ground, the crashed black car was shimmering red. 'So much blood... Max...' He swallowed a sob.
Where was she? He could smell her unique scent; it was obviously her blood on the ground. Her blood... A trace of blood led him into the deep forest, it was Max's blood, colouring the green earth red. He followed her trace, smelling her. 'Smelling her...Oh my god, what happened to you Maxie?
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AN: Finally I did get my hand out of my ass and wrote this chapter. Thanks to Mrs Ackles for beta-ing, you rock hon!
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Max drove the black cab on the way from Seattle to some shitty little city called Tacoma. At least that's what the sign said. She was stuck behind a big truck that wobbled dangerously on the road. 'Drunk driver' Max thought annoyed.
Without any warning, the driver of the truck hit the brakes and skidded over the road, effectively blocking her way.
Crash!!
Not even her transgenic reflexes were fast enough; the black car hit the truck in more than 120 km/h. Max didn't wear her seat belt and flied through the windscreen.
Pain exploded in her body as she hit the ground and everything went black.
___________________________
Alec was heading in the direction of some place called Tacoma when a though hit him. Max's cell phone! She usually carried the cell he stole for her with her all the times. If she was leaving Seattle, the chance that she would answer him was small but it was still worth a shot.
He picked up his own phone and dialled Max's number. After some signals, somebody answered.
"Max?"
"Uhm..."
'What the hell?' Alec thought. Whoever that was, it wasn't Max. He started to get very worried.
"Who the hell are you?!"
"Excuse me mister. Do you know a young dark haired girl?"
"What? Of course I do!"
"I'm afraid your girlfriend had an accident. A car crash."
'Oh my god, no! NO!! This is not happening.' Alec panicked.
"Is she... Is she alive?"
"Yes, she is... but..."
"Where is she?!"
"Some miles from Seattle, on the road to Tacoma. But... No, miss! Don't move! Oh no, miss... Don't..."
A shot was heard through the phone, a gasp from the man on the other side and the sound of a body hitting the ground.
A shot.
It could mean everything. Max had a gun, she had finally accepted that they were in a war and a gun could make the difference between victory and loss, life and death. She had a gun, but didn't like to use it.
A shot. It could also be somebody else. It could be White.
Alec threw his cell out of the window of the car and pushed down the accelerator pedal. He wished he had stolen a faster car then the red Renault he sat in.
______________________________
Max dragged her through the thick wood, instinctively seeking highs, mountains, rocks and caves. Her instincts told her to hide herself, to heal or die, as her ancestors, the big cats did.
She stumbled again and had to grab a tree to keep herself standing. She was loosing a lot of blood but she didn't have the energy to do something about it, or not to leave any clues.
When she woke up on the cold ground beside the highway, she panicked. Two cops and a car were standing beside her. Cops meant danger, cages, handcuffs. Cages, cages, cages...
Far away she, with her engineered hearing, could also hear the sirens of an ambulance. Ambulance meant hospital. Max's second trip to Manticore had given her a deep fear of hospitals.
//That's strong isn't it? A heart of a soldier, a leader, a martyr...// Renfro's cold voice echoed through her brain.
'NO!' She wouldn't follow them to straps, white coats, to pain and sorrow.
But what could she do? She was lying on the ground, pain flowing over her and she did her best to ignore it. She couldn't fight them... or could she?
Something hard was poking her waist, hard and cold. Her glock. The weapon Mole had convinced her to accept. She didn't like guns, she never had but now it was probably her only chance.
With a shivering hand, she lifted the gun and pulled the trigger. When the polices hit the ground, the fled into the wood, depending on her instincts to keep her alive.
An hour and a half after the crash, she finally found a cave, a hole in the rock. The darkness threatened to take over when she crawled into it and curled up, arms around her knees, letting the pain and tiredness take over.
_________________________
Alec had to use all the control Manticore had thought him to keep the panic and the fear in check. 'Focus!' he thought as he pushed the Renault faster and faster, 120, 130, 140...
'So much blood. Oh no...' He saw blood everywhere, the corpses of shot polices were covered, the ground, the crashed black car was shimmering red. 'So much blood... Max...' He swallowed a sob.
Where was she? He could smell her unique scent; it was obviously her blood on the ground. Her blood... A trace of blood led him into the deep forest, it was Max's blood, colouring the green earth red. He followed her trace, smelling her. 'Smelling her...Oh my god, what happened to you Maxie?
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