A Final Farwell
Disclaimer: I don't own any of it; it all belongs to James Cameron, not to me. I own nothing but a computer and a few CDs.
A/N: Okay, I first intended this to be a one shot thing but then I realized how many people wanted me to go on with this story and then my head got the better of me and then the plot bunnies started to work their magic and the rest of the story finally took shape. The story may not seem too happy at the beginning a lot of it will reflect DT, but some things will be different. I promise that this will have a happy ending (I THINK!). It will only be about 9 or 10 chapters depending on how much detail I feel like putting into it and depending on whether the plot keeps to the plan that has been milling around my head. Okay on with the story. Thank as always for reading!!!
A/N 2: I know the first chapter had to do a lot with Logan, but now most of the story will be about Max and the struggles that she had to face to get back to Logan. White in this story and directly works with Renfro, but he is still a familiar. HE will play a big part at keeping Max from Logan.
Max sat in the dark looking at the ceiling; she had been strapped to the bed having to listen to the beating of her dead brother, Zack's heart for what seemed like an eternity. Finally after an hour she had been able to drown out the sound of it. The bitch Renfro or whatever her name was had turned the heart monitor up after that forcing her to hear it.
She had slipped a paper clip that she had found in Renfro's pocket into her hand when she had leaned over Max to see if the bonds that kept her on the bed were secure. Working it open she discreetly inserted it into the lock of the bond that held her hand to the table. She moved it around and heard the soft click that signaled the lock had been released. Pulling her arm up slightly heeding the warning that Renfro had given her about pulling a stitch she felt the bond slid slowly off her arm.
Reaching over to the bond that held her torso to the table she unlocked that and with all the care that she could take sat up. She unlocked the remaining bonds on her hand and legs and started to slide ff the table when she felt a wave of nausea overtake her. She sat back down quickly and let it pass. She crept slowly to the door of the lab and pulled it open praying that the way was all clear. She peeked out slightly and to her immense relief she saw no one coming either way.
Walking to the left she kept on walking until she found a set of stairs, taking them down to the last floor that they could go she opened the door that led into she found out a sub-basement. She heard a soft growl and saw a very large shadow at the wall. Into to view came only what could be described as a dog boy. "Whoa, big fella easy now."
"Big fella, me Joshua." Max was surprised to hear that it had a name but was stunned and surprised to hear that Joshua could talk.
"Does Joshua know a way out of here?" Max asked him. He looked thoughtful for a minute and then beckoned for her to follow him. He took her down a winding hallway and past doors that held what Ben would have called 'nomalies people who looked like fish, cats and some who didn't look like much of anything, just plain bad.
He stopped in front of a large stack of plastic boxes. He looked proud to have shown her the way. "Here." He lifted the top box off the stack to reveal a window covered with bars.
She stared at it thinking about how freedom would taste again Her dreams were shattered when she noticed the bars that covered the windows. "That's not going to work. I can't pull the bars off and neither can you they've been cemented to the wall. She started to walk back the way they had come and heard pounding above them. Running to the stairwell she walked slowly up the stairs knowing that sooner or later they would find her and knowing that they would probably throw her into a regular cell which would be harder to escape from.
Hearing the footsteps get closer she crept slowly along the wall a few times dodging into an office to keep from being seen. Ducking into the last office in the hallway while the guards marched by she heard someone clear their throat. "Let me guess, you would be who they are looking for."
Turning around slowly she saw a face that she'd never see again. "Ben?"
He smirked smugly "Ah, you must be referring to my crazy twin, clone whatever. No I am 494." He stood up from the chair that he had looked quite comfortable in. He crossed over to the door and opened it. "She's in here." He shouted down the hallway.
Max spun around and glared at him. "Why the hell did you do that you son of a bitch?"
"Actually that would be son of a test tube if you wanted to be politically correct." He backed away from the door and let 3 guards into the room. They grabbed Max not roughly but firmly by the arms and led her down the hall to an office where Renfro was waiting.
"Hello 452 how lovely to see you again."
"My name is Max." She yelled. She could hear Alec laughing softly behind her and was tempted to tell him to shut up. But she didn't think that, that would be smart with the director of Manticore standing in front of her.
There was another man standing behind the desk. Renfro turned to him and asked, "How long can an X-5 last without food and water."
He thought for a minute and replied, "A few weeks without food, a week without water maybe longer."
"Put her in Solitary." She instructed the guards. They walked me to Solitary which was in the basement with the 'nomalies. They kept her in Solitary for about a week. Sensory deprivation was the key to their weakening process, she didn't see any light and didn't hear anything for that amount of time. They slid water through a compartment at the bottom of the door, just big enough to fit a glass through. Even then no light could be seen.
Then one day the door opened. "Have you had enough?" Renfro asked Max. The sound of a human voice to Max was strange and unfamiliar.
"Yes, ma'am/" Max said her voice cracking, from disuse. She had her face and body turned towards the back wall to shield her eyes from the light that flooded the room. She had been sitting in the same position since they had put her there she only moved to get the water that was given to her 3 times everyday.
Max stood up slowly stumbling, when her knees gave out. Bracing herself on the wall to keep herself from falling. It was then that she noticed the guards that flanked Renfro on both sides. They moved forward and she could see behind her stood 494. What in the hell was he doing there? Max wondered technically she didn't care as long as she could get out of the godforsaken cell. 494 stepped around Renfro and grabbed her left arm and helped her stand. She was put into another cell; this one at least had a light in it and a door with a window and an actual bed with a mattress.
She was given a uniform and had to participate in training. The days were filled with martial arts and street combat. Nothing she hadn't been put through when she was 9.
One day while fighting she had started to bleed from the incision on her chest. She was healing quickly but she wasn't completely healed. She had been fighting 494 when she had started. He had been pinning her to the mat face down and when she had gotten up there was a dark red spot of blood on it. 494 had followed her to the medical wing apologizing all the way.
The attending doctor had, had to stitch her up again in the part where the incision had not healed. 494 had accompanied her back to her cell. The doctor had told her that she was not allowed to do anything strenuous for the next week. Renfro hadn't complied with that she told Max that she had to be at training the next day or risk going into solitary again. She didn't want to risk it so she just didn't try to fight as hard. When she was up against an opponent that she knew she couldn't win against unless she really tried she would let the person pin her so she didn't bleed again. So far it had been working and soon the wound was all healed.
She went to the doctor on the day she had discovered that it had been closed and he had taken out the stitches. He had told her that she would have a permanent scar on her chest and to his surprise she had said good. She didn't want to forget Zack and what he had done for her, dying so that he could save her life.
She was lying in her cell that night when the door opened, it was 494. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"Nice to see you too." He said sarcastically.
"You didn't answer my question." She said sitting up. He moved to sit on the bed.
"Let's get this over with," he said taking his shirt off.
"What the hell are you doing?" Max practically yelled at him.
"We've been assigned as breeding partners."
"Right." Max said skeptically, shaking her head in disbelief.
He moved closer and she kicked him in the stomach. "What the hell was that for?"
"That would be the only physical contact you and I are ever going to have." She said standing up.
"You brought this on yourself you know, if your brothers and sisters and you hadn't blown up the DNA lab maybe we wouldn't be having to do this."
"We're not going to be doing this. I would jump off the Seattle Space Needle before I let you touch me." She paced back and forth across the room.
"That's cold I have in my day been known to be able to woo the ladies." "I'm sure." Max said sarcastically.
"So what are we going to do for the next hour, the guard won't let me out for that long." He said standing up also.
"Sit over there and don't talk." Max said motioning to the chair that sat in the corner.
"But-"
Max cut him off, "Not a word out of you."
They sat there for almost a half an hour in silence until Alec finally broke down. "SO your name is Max."
"I thought you weren't talking." Max said not looking at him.
"I can't take the silence anymore."
"Oh okay we'll if the silence bothers you." Max said rolling her eyes.
"So as I was saying, your name is Max."
"Yes, my brother Zack named me my whole unit had names there was Zack, Jondy, Tinga, Brin, Jack, Jace, Syl, Krit, Zane, Eva, Seth, Ben and a few others. I really should give you a name I can't keep calling you 494." Max sat thinking alternating looking at him and at the floor. "How about Alec?" he looked at her questioningly. "As in smart aleck."
"Alec. I like it." He said leaning back in the chair.
"Good, because my next choice was Dick."
After the hour was up Alec knocked on the cell door and the guard came to let him out. "See you tomorrow Max." And with a flourish he was gone.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of it; it all belongs to James Cameron, not to me. I own nothing but a computer and a few CDs.
A/N: Okay, I first intended this to be a one shot thing but then I realized how many people wanted me to go on with this story and then my head got the better of me and then the plot bunnies started to work their magic and the rest of the story finally took shape. The story may not seem too happy at the beginning a lot of it will reflect DT, but some things will be different. I promise that this will have a happy ending (I THINK!). It will only be about 9 or 10 chapters depending on how much detail I feel like putting into it and depending on whether the plot keeps to the plan that has been milling around my head. Okay on with the story. Thank as always for reading!!!
A/N 2: I know the first chapter had to do a lot with Logan, but now most of the story will be about Max and the struggles that she had to face to get back to Logan. White in this story and directly works with Renfro, but he is still a familiar. HE will play a big part at keeping Max from Logan.
Max sat in the dark looking at the ceiling; she had been strapped to the bed having to listen to the beating of her dead brother, Zack's heart for what seemed like an eternity. Finally after an hour she had been able to drown out the sound of it. The bitch Renfro or whatever her name was had turned the heart monitor up after that forcing her to hear it.
She had slipped a paper clip that she had found in Renfro's pocket into her hand when she had leaned over Max to see if the bonds that kept her on the bed were secure. Working it open she discreetly inserted it into the lock of the bond that held her hand to the table. She moved it around and heard the soft click that signaled the lock had been released. Pulling her arm up slightly heeding the warning that Renfro had given her about pulling a stitch she felt the bond slid slowly off her arm.
Reaching over to the bond that held her torso to the table she unlocked that and with all the care that she could take sat up. She unlocked the remaining bonds on her hand and legs and started to slide ff the table when she felt a wave of nausea overtake her. She sat back down quickly and let it pass. She crept slowly to the door of the lab and pulled it open praying that the way was all clear. She peeked out slightly and to her immense relief she saw no one coming either way.
Walking to the left she kept on walking until she found a set of stairs, taking them down to the last floor that they could go she opened the door that led into she found out a sub-basement. She heard a soft growl and saw a very large shadow at the wall. Into to view came only what could be described as a dog boy. "Whoa, big fella easy now."
"Big fella, me Joshua." Max was surprised to hear that it had a name but was stunned and surprised to hear that Joshua could talk.
"Does Joshua know a way out of here?" Max asked him. He looked thoughtful for a minute and then beckoned for her to follow him. He took her down a winding hallway and past doors that held what Ben would have called 'nomalies people who looked like fish, cats and some who didn't look like much of anything, just plain bad.
He stopped in front of a large stack of plastic boxes. He looked proud to have shown her the way. "Here." He lifted the top box off the stack to reveal a window covered with bars.
She stared at it thinking about how freedom would taste again Her dreams were shattered when she noticed the bars that covered the windows. "That's not going to work. I can't pull the bars off and neither can you they've been cemented to the wall. She started to walk back the way they had come and heard pounding above them. Running to the stairwell she walked slowly up the stairs knowing that sooner or later they would find her and knowing that they would probably throw her into a regular cell which would be harder to escape from.
Hearing the footsteps get closer she crept slowly along the wall a few times dodging into an office to keep from being seen. Ducking into the last office in the hallway while the guards marched by she heard someone clear their throat. "Let me guess, you would be who they are looking for."
Turning around slowly she saw a face that she'd never see again. "Ben?"
He smirked smugly "Ah, you must be referring to my crazy twin, clone whatever. No I am 494." He stood up from the chair that he had looked quite comfortable in. He crossed over to the door and opened it. "She's in here." He shouted down the hallway.
Max spun around and glared at him. "Why the hell did you do that you son of a bitch?"
"Actually that would be son of a test tube if you wanted to be politically correct." He backed away from the door and let 3 guards into the room. They grabbed Max not roughly but firmly by the arms and led her down the hall to an office where Renfro was waiting.
"Hello 452 how lovely to see you again."
"My name is Max." She yelled. She could hear Alec laughing softly behind her and was tempted to tell him to shut up. But she didn't think that, that would be smart with the director of Manticore standing in front of her.
There was another man standing behind the desk. Renfro turned to him and asked, "How long can an X-5 last without food and water."
He thought for a minute and replied, "A few weeks without food, a week without water maybe longer."
"Put her in Solitary." She instructed the guards. They walked me to Solitary which was in the basement with the 'nomalies. They kept her in Solitary for about a week. Sensory deprivation was the key to their weakening process, she didn't see any light and didn't hear anything for that amount of time. They slid water through a compartment at the bottom of the door, just big enough to fit a glass through. Even then no light could be seen.
Then one day the door opened. "Have you had enough?" Renfro asked Max. The sound of a human voice to Max was strange and unfamiliar.
"Yes, ma'am/" Max said her voice cracking, from disuse. She had her face and body turned towards the back wall to shield her eyes from the light that flooded the room. She had been sitting in the same position since they had put her there she only moved to get the water that was given to her 3 times everyday.
Max stood up slowly stumbling, when her knees gave out. Bracing herself on the wall to keep herself from falling. It was then that she noticed the guards that flanked Renfro on both sides. They moved forward and she could see behind her stood 494. What in the hell was he doing there? Max wondered technically she didn't care as long as she could get out of the godforsaken cell. 494 stepped around Renfro and grabbed her left arm and helped her stand. She was put into another cell; this one at least had a light in it and a door with a window and an actual bed with a mattress.
She was given a uniform and had to participate in training. The days were filled with martial arts and street combat. Nothing she hadn't been put through when she was 9.
One day while fighting she had started to bleed from the incision on her chest. She was healing quickly but she wasn't completely healed. She had been fighting 494 when she had started. He had been pinning her to the mat face down and when she had gotten up there was a dark red spot of blood on it. 494 had followed her to the medical wing apologizing all the way.
The attending doctor had, had to stitch her up again in the part where the incision had not healed. 494 had accompanied her back to her cell. The doctor had told her that she was not allowed to do anything strenuous for the next week. Renfro hadn't complied with that she told Max that she had to be at training the next day or risk going into solitary again. She didn't want to risk it so she just didn't try to fight as hard. When she was up against an opponent that she knew she couldn't win against unless she really tried she would let the person pin her so she didn't bleed again. So far it had been working and soon the wound was all healed.
She went to the doctor on the day she had discovered that it had been closed and he had taken out the stitches. He had told her that she would have a permanent scar on her chest and to his surprise she had said good. She didn't want to forget Zack and what he had done for her, dying so that he could save her life.
She was lying in her cell that night when the door opened, it was 494. "What the hell are you doing here?"
"Nice to see you too." He said sarcastically.
"You didn't answer my question." She said sitting up. He moved to sit on the bed.
"Let's get this over with," he said taking his shirt off.
"What the hell are you doing?" Max practically yelled at him.
"We've been assigned as breeding partners."
"Right." Max said skeptically, shaking her head in disbelief.
He moved closer and she kicked him in the stomach. "What the hell was that for?"
"That would be the only physical contact you and I are ever going to have." She said standing up.
"You brought this on yourself you know, if your brothers and sisters and you hadn't blown up the DNA lab maybe we wouldn't be having to do this."
"We're not going to be doing this. I would jump off the Seattle Space Needle before I let you touch me." She paced back and forth across the room.
"That's cold I have in my day been known to be able to woo the ladies." "I'm sure." Max said sarcastically.
"So what are we going to do for the next hour, the guard won't let me out for that long." He said standing up also.
"Sit over there and don't talk." Max said motioning to the chair that sat in the corner.
"But-"
Max cut him off, "Not a word out of you."
They sat there for almost a half an hour in silence until Alec finally broke down. "SO your name is Max."
"I thought you weren't talking." Max said not looking at him.
"I can't take the silence anymore."
"Oh okay we'll if the silence bothers you." Max said rolling her eyes.
"So as I was saying, your name is Max."
"Yes, my brother Zack named me my whole unit had names there was Zack, Jondy, Tinga, Brin, Jack, Jace, Syl, Krit, Zane, Eva, Seth, Ben and a few others. I really should give you a name I can't keep calling you 494." Max sat thinking alternating looking at him and at the floor. "How about Alec?" he looked at her questioningly. "As in smart aleck."
"Alec. I like it." He said leaning back in the chair.
"Good, because my next choice was Dick."
After the hour was up Alec knocked on the cell door and the guard came to let him out. "See you tomorrow Max." And with a flourish he was gone.