All the characters that you recognise are from Dark Angel, which doesn't
belong to me but to James Cameron. Caus if I owned it, it would still be
on the air right now, and Max and Alec would definitely get together.
This story does concern rape, just to warn you guys. Reviews will be greatly appreciated as this is my first fic and I'll probably get stuck for ideas for the story half way through. The pairing will definitely be M/A, so don't worry about that. Updates on this story may take a while as the dreaded A-levels are creeping up on me, but I should be able to get more done in the summer.
Setting: 1 month after Freak Nation, everything that happened in the series has happened.
Chapter One
Alec strode into the control room at Terminal City, wearing his usual trademark grin. Ever since Max's inspiring speech a month ago, the transgenics had been working hard at making their new home habitable for them, and transforming the toxic neighborhood into a functional command centre. The place was finally starting to take on shape, although there was a long way to go before any ordinaries could return there. After Sketchy, Original Cindy and Logan became ill with radiation sickness, Max had ordered all the ordinaries out of Terminal City on health grounds, but they all were still helping the transgenics to find food and weapons, especially Logan.
A slight frown creased Alec's forehead at the thought of Logan. Although angered at Max's casual assumption that Alec would go along with her deceiving Logan into thinking that she and Alec were together, Alec had finally agreed to go along with the deception, although he hated the slight to his reputation. He and Logan still spoke to each other now, although a lot more formally than before, What really got to Alec was that Logan still acted as if he and Max were together, examining her to see "if new runes had appeared for him to translate". Alec was getting really annoyed with Logan's feeble attempts to flirt with Max. "And he had the bloody cheek to get all riled up at me going out with Max although they had split up, but there's nothing wrong with the great Eyes Only flirting with other people's girlfriends!" he thought, and then, as he realised what he had thought, he shook himself. He and Max were not going out, just pretending to for Max to get rid of Logan. "Still, she could play her part a little better, and not keep running to Logan all the time." Making a firm effort, Alec pushed all thoughts of Max, Logan and himself out of his mind, and, resuming his grin, he casually greeted the occupants of the control room.
"Hey guys, what's happening?"
Mole, looking up from his computer screen, grinned at Alec. The two had become friends since Alec had moved into Terminal City, and they had spent quite a few nights getting drunk together when they weren't on duty.
"Nothing. The perimeter's still secure. No one's gone near it since last week's attempt and America's finest proved themselves to be utterly bullshit and scared of the nasty, mean transgenics. But, to more important things, where are those cigars I ordered?"
Alec winked at the green lizard. "You know how hard it is, to get the best. And of course, I wouldn't dream of selling the all-knowing Mole sub- standard goods..." he trailed off. "What did you say?" he directed at Dalton, the X6 who had been with Alec, Max, Mole, Joshua and Gem at the Jam Pony siege.
"Everything's not fine, sir," said the young, blonde-haired boy, standing nervously at a nearby computer terminal.
Alec sighed. More trouble. "How many times have I told you not to call me sir? And what's wrong now?"
"45 ... Max went out yesterday on a food-gathering and Intel mission, and she hasn't come back yet." Dalton said hesitantly, waiting for Alec to blow. He knew how protective Alec was of Max, although she didn't know.
Alec went cold. "What was her ETA back at base?" he asked in a cold tone.
"17:30 hours, si ... Alec"
"Aaaw, don't worry, pretty boy," Mole said impatiently. He wanted to find out either where his cigars were or the good hard cash was that he lad given to Alec a couple of days ago. "She just probably stayed out to visit the ordinaries, without lowering herself to tell us of that minor detail. I don't know why that girl is so obsessed with them..." he continued in an angry tone.
Alec ran a hand through his hair, letting Mole's words brush off him. He knew that Mole was angry with Max taking over as leader, and had only grudgingly decided to stay, and her affection for ordinaries, because Mole would never be accepted for himself because of the way he looked.
"Mole, I know you and Max have issues but lets just drop the personality conflict here. You know Max would let us know of any changes in her plan, with things so tense out there right now." Slipping unknowingly into his CO frame of mind, Alec continued, "No more missions are going out and recall any that are already out there. I'll get in tough with OC and Logan just in case, but I've got a feeling that something has gone wrong. I want a meeting of our best fighters in the operations room in 20 minutes. I think we need a retrieval mission."
"And why would you think that, pretty boy?" asked Mole sarcastically, using his nickname for Alec.
"Because what better way to lower an enemy's morale than by kidnapping or killing their prophesised leader, lizard boy?" Alec asked grimly as he strode out of the control room to Max's office along the corridor, leaving Mole staring after him in comprehension of exactly what Max was to the hundreds of transgenics in Terminal City.
OPERATIONS ROOM, 20 MINS LATER
"Right people, I've phoned Original Cindy and Logan. Neither of them have seen or heard from Max, so somehow the mission's gone wrong. We need to get a team out there to find her," Alex paced around the Operations room, once again running a hand through his wavy brown hair. He was so worried that he would forget some minor detail that would, unnoticed, mean that he would fail Max when she needed him most.
"Logan is going through his contacts and resources to try and see if he can find out what happened. Dalton, Dix, you're computer whizzes, get a couple of others who know what they're doing and I want you guys to also have a look to see if you can find out what happened. We've got the superhuman capabilities, why not use them to try and help Max?" he asked with a false grin, looking around the room to see answering grins on the faces of his companions.
"The rest of us will search for Max, starting from where she was last seen on her mission, the supermarket on 31st street. She was heading from there to the abandoned warehouse at the docks; there was a rumour that the army was using the place as a weapons cache. We'll search her route, and then spread out from there, looking for her or any sign that she was in the district." Alex paused, hoping that his next words weren't going to be too late. "Speed is of the urgency in this mission – if Max has been captured either by the authorities or the cult, then chances are that she will be killed. We need to find her before that."
The others standing around the room nodded. They all liked Max and respected her, although most of them had felt the rough side of her tongue when she needed something done. Most of all, she was their prophesised leader and they only felt as if they could win with her there fighting with them.
"Alright people, you know what to do. Dalton, Dix, get on the net and find out what you can, the rest of you get weapons and get mounted up on the bikes. Let's move it people. Bip bip bip!" Alec added in a moment of humour as he thought of who normally said those words to him and Max. Normal had been a big help to the transgenics after the siege, starting to send out the word that transgenics were not to be feared, and letting a few that were arriving in Seattle work at Jam Pony until they could be moved on into Terminal City. Yet, Alec still tried to avoid being alone with his former boss who had developed a ... unhealthy interest in him.
As Alec moved out of the room, the rest followed him in a grim mood, determined to help Max, whatever the cost.
31st STREET, 30 MINS LATER
It was less than an hour after it had first come to light that Max was missing, but Alec still felt as if he had been too slow in responding to the emergency, as he helped the other transgenics comb the supermarket and the street. Max had definitely come here and carried out her mission: the window was open and the shop had been ransacked. There was also a new tyre mark on the street, that, due to the transgenics enhanced sight, could be traced back to Max's bike. The search had to be widened now, and Alec was just instructing that others in how to spread out when his mobile rang the annoying tune that everyone loved. He had chose that tune so that it would blend in, in any environment. Taking out the phone, opening it up and looking around to scout out the street, Alec answered the phone.
"Alec, shoot."
"Hey Alec, its Logan here," came the smooth voice over the phone. Alec could picture the man on the other end of the line staring at his computer screen, tapping away as he talked into a hands free set.
"I've been going over the security footage on Max's route, and she definitely entered Sector 6 on her way to the warehouse. Start going from there on your search. I'll see if I can follow her any more with footage."
"Alright, thanks mate." Alec answered and put the mobile back in his pocket. He looked around at the others and told them the news.
"She entered Sector 6 people, so we'll go from there, and totally scour that warehouse, in case she's injured somewhere and lost her phone."
With that, Alec walked over to his bike and threw his leg over it, roaring off into the night once again hoping against hope that she was still alive and her name wouldn't go on that list he kept close to his heart of all the people he had failed.
So... what do you think? Please review and tell me whether the story should continue and any suggestions.
This story does concern rape, just to warn you guys. Reviews will be greatly appreciated as this is my first fic and I'll probably get stuck for ideas for the story half way through. The pairing will definitely be M/A, so don't worry about that. Updates on this story may take a while as the dreaded A-levels are creeping up on me, but I should be able to get more done in the summer.
Setting: 1 month after Freak Nation, everything that happened in the series has happened.
Chapter One
Alec strode into the control room at Terminal City, wearing his usual trademark grin. Ever since Max's inspiring speech a month ago, the transgenics had been working hard at making their new home habitable for them, and transforming the toxic neighborhood into a functional command centre. The place was finally starting to take on shape, although there was a long way to go before any ordinaries could return there. After Sketchy, Original Cindy and Logan became ill with radiation sickness, Max had ordered all the ordinaries out of Terminal City on health grounds, but they all were still helping the transgenics to find food and weapons, especially Logan.
A slight frown creased Alec's forehead at the thought of Logan. Although angered at Max's casual assumption that Alec would go along with her deceiving Logan into thinking that she and Alec were together, Alec had finally agreed to go along with the deception, although he hated the slight to his reputation. He and Logan still spoke to each other now, although a lot more formally than before, What really got to Alec was that Logan still acted as if he and Max were together, examining her to see "if new runes had appeared for him to translate". Alec was getting really annoyed with Logan's feeble attempts to flirt with Max. "And he had the bloody cheek to get all riled up at me going out with Max although they had split up, but there's nothing wrong with the great Eyes Only flirting with other people's girlfriends!" he thought, and then, as he realised what he had thought, he shook himself. He and Max were not going out, just pretending to for Max to get rid of Logan. "Still, she could play her part a little better, and not keep running to Logan all the time." Making a firm effort, Alec pushed all thoughts of Max, Logan and himself out of his mind, and, resuming his grin, he casually greeted the occupants of the control room.
"Hey guys, what's happening?"
Mole, looking up from his computer screen, grinned at Alec. The two had become friends since Alec had moved into Terminal City, and they had spent quite a few nights getting drunk together when they weren't on duty.
"Nothing. The perimeter's still secure. No one's gone near it since last week's attempt and America's finest proved themselves to be utterly bullshit and scared of the nasty, mean transgenics. But, to more important things, where are those cigars I ordered?"
Alec winked at the green lizard. "You know how hard it is, to get the best. And of course, I wouldn't dream of selling the all-knowing Mole sub- standard goods..." he trailed off. "What did you say?" he directed at Dalton, the X6 who had been with Alec, Max, Mole, Joshua and Gem at the Jam Pony siege.
"Everything's not fine, sir," said the young, blonde-haired boy, standing nervously at a nearby computer terminal.
Alec sighed. More trouble. "How many times have I told you not to call me sir? And what's wrong now?"
"45 ... Max went out yesterday on a food-gathering and Intel mission, and she hasn't come back yet." Dalton said hesitantly, waiting for Alec to blow. He knew how protective Alec was of Max, although she didn't know.
Alec went cold. "What was her ETA back at base?" he asked in a cold tone.
"17:30 hours, si ... Alec"
"Aaaw, don't worry, pretty boy," Mole said impatiently. He wanted to find out either where his cigars were or the good hard cash was that he lad given to Alec a couple of days ago. "She just probably stayed out to visit the ordinaries, without lowering herself to tell us of that minor detail. I don't know why that girl is so obsessed with them..." he continued in an angry tone.
Alec ran a hand through his hair, letting Mole's words brush off him. He knew that Mole was angry with Max taking over as leader, and had only grudgingly decided to stay, and her affection for ordinaries, because Mole would never be accepted for himself because of the way he looked.
"Mole, I know you and Max have issues but lets just drop the personality conflict here. You know Max would let us know of any changes in her plan, with things so tense out there right now." Slipping unknowingly into his CO frame of mind, Alec continued, "No more missions are going out and recall any that are already out there. I'll get in tough with OC and Logan just in case, but I've got a feeling that something has gone wrong. I want a meeting of our best fighters in the operations room in 20 minutes. I think we need a retrieval mission."
"And why would you think that, pretty boy?" asked Mole sarcastically, using his nickname for Alec.
"Because what better way to lower an enemy's morale than by kidnapping or killing their prophesised leader, lizard boy?" Alec asked grimly as he strode out of the control room to Max's office along the corridor, leaving Mole staring after him in comprehension of exactly what Max was to the hundreds of transgenics in Terminal City.
OPERATIONS ROOM, 20 MINS LATER
"Right people, I've phoned Original Cindy and Logan. Neither of them have seen or heard from Max, so somehow the mission's gone wrong. We need to get a team out there to find her," Alex paced around the Operations room, once again running a hand through his wavy brown hair. He was so worried that he would forget some minor detail that would, unnoticed, mean that he would fail Max when she needed him most.
"Logan is going through his contacts and resources to try and see if he can find out what happened. Dalton, Dix, you're computer whizzes, get a couple of others who know what they're doing and I want you guys to also have a look to see if you can find out what happened. We've got the superhuman capabilities, why not use them to try and help Max?" he asked with a false grin, looking around the room to see answering grins on the faces of his companions.
"The rest of us will search for Max, starting from where she was last seen on her mission, the supermarket on 31st street. She was heading from there to the abandoned warehouse at the docks; there was a rumour that the army was using the place as a weapons cache. We'll search her route, and then spread out from there, looking for her or any sign that she was in the district." Alex paused, hoping that his next words weren't going to be too late. "Speed is of the urgency in this mission – if Max has been captured either by the authorities or the cult, then chances are that she will be killed. We need to find her before that."
The others standing around the room nodded. They all liked Max and respected her, although most of them had felt the rough side of her tongue when she needed something done. Most of all, she was their prophesised leader and they only felt as if they could win with her there fighting with them.
"Alright people, you know what to do. Dalton, Dix, get on the net and find out what you can, the rest of you get weapons and get mounted up on the bikes. Let's move it people. Bip bip bip!" Alec added in a moment of humour as he thought of who normally said those words to him and Max. Normal had been a big help to the transgenics after the siege, starting to send out the word that transgenics were not to be feared, and letting a few that were arriving in Seattle work at Jam Pony until they could be moved on into Terminal City. Yet, Alec still tried to avoid being alone with his former boss who had developed a ... unhealthy interest in him.
As Alec moved out of the room, the rest followed him in a grim mood, determined to help Max, whatever the cost.
31st STREET, 30 MINS LATER
It was less than an hour after it had first come to light that Max was missing, but Alec still felt as if he had been too slow in responding to the emergency, as he helped the other transgenics comb the supermarket and the street. Max had definitely come here and carried out her mission: the window was open and the shop had been ransacked. There was also a new tyre mark on the street, that, due to the transgenics enhanced sight, could be traced back to Max's bike. The search had to be widened now, and Alec was just instructing that others in how to spread out when his mobile rang the annoying tune that everyone loved. He had chose that tune so that it would blend in, in any environment. Taking out the phone, opening it up and looking around to scout out the street, Alec answered the phone.
"Alec, shoot."
"Hey Alec, its Logan here," came the smooth voice over the phone. Alec could picture the man on the other end of the line staring at his computer screen, tapping away as he talked into a hands free set.
"I've been going over the security footage on Max's route, and she definitely entered Sector 6 on her way to the warehouse. Start going from there on your search. I'll see if I can follow her any more with footage."
"Alright, thanks mate." Alec answered and put the mobile back in his pocket. He looked around at the others and told them the news.
"She entered Sector 6 people, so we'll go from there, and totally scour that warehouse, in case she's injured somewhere and lost her phone."
With that, Alec walked over to his bike and threw his leg over it, roaring off into the night once again hoping against hope that she was still alive and her name wouldn't go on that list he kept close to his heart of all the people he had failed.
So... what do you think? Please review and tell me whether the story should continue and any suggestions.