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A catfight might ensue, Alec thought. Part of him wanted that.

Max looked at Kris straight in the eye. "I'm just saying that if you are lying, I will find out and you will..."

"Okay, enough with the threats. I think she gets it, Max, back off," Alec said.

Max looked at him, surprised. He was defending a girl he barely knew over the person who saved his ass more than once. Disgusting, Max thought.

"I understand, Max. You will literally have my head on a platter," Kris said calmly. "But I'm not worried. It's the truth, all of it," she added. She looked at Max straight in the eye, she wasn't going to get bossed around by her, although Max look very tough when she wanted to. "Now, are you going to tell me what you know?" Kris asked.

Max thought about it. Maybe she had pushed it a bit too hard with Kris. Maybe it was good that Alec cut her off mid-threat. Maybe she should explain everything to Kris.

"White is a FBI agent, but it's a front," Max started off. "He's a member of a cult that has existed for thousands of years. They do this selective breeding thing to perfect the race. Through this process, they have become super humans. They can run fast, jump high, and feel no pain. That's why the guy you kicked didn't react. He was one of those people. I don't know why White wanted you though or why he had a picture of Sean."

"So, how do you guys know White then? Are you rogue cult people or something?" Kris asked, bringing her knees up to her chest on the black leather couch she was sitting on.

Max and Alec looked at each other for what seemed like ages. Max then looked at Kris and then back at Alec, giving him a nod of approval.

Alec turned to Kris. "You must understand that what we tell you, if you tell a soul, you'll be endangering all our lives and yours."

"I understand," Kris said quietly, looking straight into Alec's eyes.

"Have you ever heard of transgenetics?" Alec asked.

"Um, no," Kris replied, looking puzzled.

"Well, Max and I are transgenetics. We were genetically engineered to be soldiers. We have faster reflexes, run faster, and are stronger than regular people."

"Like super humans?" Kris asked, not quite believing what Alec was saying.

"We're not all human," Max added. "We have cat DNA that makes us have night vision, and other animal DNA, which enhance human features."

"Oh, geez..." Kris said, putting her head in her hands. "So that's how you're different from those selective breeding cult people?"

"No, we also feel pain," Alec said. Kris' head shot up and she looked at his swollen cheek and lip.

"I'm sorry," she said quietly to him.

"No, don't be," Alec replied confidently.

"Um, ok. Well, what about the number thing? 4...9..."

"Right. That's my ID number. I was X5-494. Max was X5-452. It was what we were referred to as," Alec said.

"You didn't have names?" Kris asked.

"They really didn't encourage anything but killing and executing missions," Max said harshly.

"That's sick!" Kris said angrily.

"Yes. I escaped with others in 2009. Alec has been free for only a few months since I destroyed the facility," Max explained.

Kris couldn't believe it. Alec was free for only a few months? He looked like he was about twenty. He spent twenty years in a place like that? Where they treated people like weapons and nothing more? Kris started to feel sick. No wonder there were so many walls around him. She understood his cocky attitude as a defense mechanism now.

"Kris?" Logan asked, trying to draw her out of whatever she was thinking.

"Oh, um, I'm sorry. It's just a lot to process. So, you're not, um, a transgenetic, Logan?"

"No," Logan replied, chuckling slightly. "I'm just a friend."

"Oh, okay. So, uh, where does White fall into all this?" Kris asked.

"Well, White hates us because we are man made while his cult has been perfecting themselves for thousands of years. We're freaks, blasphemous freaks in their eyes," Alec said. "His goal is to kill all of us."

"Shit..." Kris said quietly. "So, just so I'm crystal clear, you guys aren't like vengeful murderers or something? Like White?" She realized this was a stupid question, if they were murderers, they wouldn't confess that to her.

Max and Alec laughed. "No, were just trying to have a normal life. You know, a job, a place to stay, friends, love," Max said, looking in Logan's direction. Logan smiled. "But if our lives are in danger, hell yeah we'll fight back," she added with a smile. Kris smiled back.

"You're taking this quite well," Alec commented.

Kris turned her gaze to him. "Well, what did you expect?" she asked curiously.

"You to scream and call us freak and run out of here and every time you see us to run in the opposite direction," Alec replied jokingly.

Kris laughed a little. "That's not my style. And besides, you guys are gorgeous, not freakish in the least, and you saved my ass, so I really have no basis to do any of those things," she replied.

"See," Alec said, turning to Max, "I knew she wanted me."

Max rolled her eyes and Kris threw a pillow at his face.

"Oh no, you did not just do that," Alec threatened, smiling as he came towards Kris.

"Children, children, please," Logan said tiredly. "It's late. Kris, you can stay in the guestroom tonight."

"Thanks. My motel room is probably ransacked. Damn White..." Kris said under her breath.

"I'll come by in the morning and we can head over to the motel. Get your stuff and take it somewhere," Alec offered.

"Thanks, but I don't want to intrude," Kris replied,

"Just look for a place and until you find one and get settled in, stay here. It's not an intrusion," Logan insisted.

Max felt a pang of jealousy hearing Logan offer the room she usually stayed in to Kris, but Kris needed it a lot more than she did at the moment.

"Um, okay, thank you," Kris said, smiling.

"And I promise we'll find out why White is hassling you," Max stated.

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The next day Kris and Alec went to the motel and Kris' room had been torn apart as expected. Nothing was actually taken, and Kris took all her belongings to Logan's place.

"I swear, if White could feel pain..." Kris trailed off angrily, throwing the last of her stuff into Logan's guestroom violently.

Alec chuckled, seeing her so angry.

Kris faced him squarely, silently demanding for silence. Alec obliged.

"Let's go look for a place for you," Alec suggested.

Kris looked at his strangely, trying to figure out why he was being so nice to her. He had already saved her life and it was almost same to assume that she could trust him, but Kris just couldn't give away her trust that easily. She tried to find deceit in his eyes, almost hoping she'd find it, but there was nothing but that cocky attitude.

"Okay," she said.

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"This one is perfect," Alec said.

"Yeah?" Kris asked, leaning on Alec's arm to read the newspaper ad with him. Alec smiled inwardly as he felt her body against his. She was beginning to trust him. "Okay, let's check it out."

"Good," Alec replied, folding up the paper and leading the way to a prospectus apartment.

It was small, but enough for Kris' needs. It had a fully functioning bathroom, one bedroom, a small living room, and a kitchenette.

"This is the nicest one yet. Get some Spackle to fill in the cracks and some paint," Kris mumbled to herself while touching a wall lightly.

"Lady knows what she wants, eh?" the landlord commented to Alec. He was a balding man in his early fifties. Alec smirked and nodded in agreement.

"I'll take it," Kris said, emerging from the bedroom.

Great, paperwork in the lobby. You can move in as soon as I have the first month's payment," the landlord said.

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