A Final Farewell
Chapter 5
A/N: I know that the last chapter was pretty boring, but I promise that this one will be better. This will be about the psychological evaluation and what happens afterward. I hope that you will take the time to read this and to give me feedback. I thank all of you who have reviewed my stories and I hope that you will continue to do so, because they help me to write faster. Anyway thanks for reading and I appreciate the support that I am getting.
Max was used to getting up early, when she worked at Jam Pony she had, had to get up at five-thirty just to make it to work at 7 o'clock. The sun was shining brightly through the window when she opened her eyes. She found her morning clothes on the floor next to her bed. Normally she didn't sleep but she hadn't even heard the door to her cell open during the night.
Putting them on she called to the guard to unlock her cell, she heard the internal click as the lock let go and the door slid open. The guards must have been warned that she would have to leave. She glanced at the other doors in the hallway and she could see that most of them were already open meaning that the occupants were already awake.
Making her way to Renfro's office she thought that this might be her last day being her. She might be going through reindoctrination tomorrow if she failed this evaluation. She could almost have bet that 10 to 1 Renfro whether Max passed the evaluation or not was going to have her reindoctrinated anyway. Max vowed to herself at that moment that she wasn't going to let that happen to her she was going to find a way to stay who she was.
Knocking on the door she waited a few seconds for it to open. There was a very angry looking Renfro standing there. "Hello 452, won't you come join us."
Max wondered what she meant when she said us; her question was answered when she saw who was standing in the corner near the door. "Lydecker, how unpleasant to see you." She was surprised to see that he was standing there so calmly; she had thought that he had decided to be one of the good guys but she could have been wrong. Maybe that had been the entire time to get her captured so that he could get back into Renfro's good graces. Max shot him a venomous look and turned her attention back to Renfro.
"The evaluation will be given to you by Mr. Lydecker. He will administer questions and you will answer them truthfully, but then again you won't have a choice because you will be given sodium penethol as I told you which will prevent you from lying. You will be evaluated on your answers the answers will be given to a review board and they will decided if they see you fit to keep here unaltered." She stopped and directed the conversation now to Lydecker who was waiting patiently in the corner. "Mr. Lydecker would you please escort 452 to the interrogation room."
"Follow me please." Lydecker said flatly. He opened the door that he was standing by; not the one that led to the hallway but the one that she had thought had been a closet at first. They entered a small room that only contained two chairs, a table and a very large metal cabinet. Lydecker took out a small key and unlocked the cabinet. He took out a needle and a little bottle of something, which Max suspected was the sodium penethol. He inserted the needle into the bottle, extracted the liquid, inserted the needle into Max's arm and injected the liquid into her. The penethol took effect immediately, as a test Lydecker asked her a sample question.
"What do you think about me?" He asked simply.
That was one question that Max didn't have to lie to. "I think you are a cold, heartless bastard, who doesn't know where his head ends and Renfro's ass begins." She said with a smile on her face.
"Nice to know that you haven't changed Max, you're still the same person you were before you were captured." The sound of her name surprised her; then again he was the only one here who had known what her and her brothers and sisters called themselves when they had been together at Manticore.
"You're right I haven't and I am glad to say that neither have you, you are still the same backstabbing son of a bitch that you always were Donald." She spat his first name out like a curse.
"Okay let's start with the questions." he said.
"Whatever floats your boat Don."
"Is your designation X5-452?"
"Yes." Max said staring at table.
"Did you escape in 2009 from the Manticore facility?"
"Wow you are a brainiac."
"Just answer the question please."
"Yes along with 12 of my brothers and sisters."
"Have you had any contact with the man who calls himself Eyes Only?"
"Yeah, I work for him what's it to you."
"Do you know the identity of Eyes Only?"
"I work with him what do you think?" Lydecker gave her a withering look. "Yes I know the identity of Eyes Only."
"Can you tell me the identity of Eyes Only?"
"Yes, but then I'd have to kill you."
"Who is Eyes Only?"
"He's a guy that comes across the T.V. gives bad people a wake up call."
"Give me the identity of Eyes Only." It wasn't a question, it was a demand. But the thing that struck Max as odd was that he knew who Eyes Only was and yet he was asking her all the wrong questions, he could ask her flat out what is Eyes Only's real name. But yet he continued to dance around the question, and the answer.
"Is that a question? Because I will only answer to questions that are asked to me nicely. And right now I don't think that you are being very nice, Mr. Lydecker." He dropped his hand down on the table with some much force that the table jumped under it. Her head snapped up to look at him. He was glaring at her and under his intense scrutiny she blushed.
"Max I am trying to help you if you can believe that, I am trying to help you get out of here." He said in a soft voice so that Renfro who was probably listening in on their conversation couldn't hear what they were saying.
"Yeah right and I'm the queen of England." Max said sarcastically.
"Actually you do have some of the DNA of Queen Elizabeth II, the former queen of England."
"Wonderful, can we please just continue with the conversation so that this can be over as soon as possible."
"Max you know that I love you as a daughter, I loved all of you as I would love my own children and I don't want to see any of you hurt. I will try my best to get you out of here, but you have to trust me."
"I trust you as much as I would trust a cobra in my bed."
"I'll take that as a compliment."
"You really shouldn't." Max said calmly.
"All right on with the questions."
"Watch me jump for joy."
"Where does Eyes Only base his operations?" Max struggled to regain her composure as the words started to come out of her mouth unbidden. She clamped her mouth shut as long as she could, but the few seconds that she did were painful, her jaw started to twitch and then she had to tell.
"He lives in Seattle," she said generally. "Where in Seattle?" Was his next question.
"In an apartment." She was going to make this as long and painful as she could.
He was starting to get frustrated she could see it in the way that he was breathing; he was trying as hard as he could not to blow up on her. He was losing the battle immensely, she had known what buttons to push when she was nine and naïve and she could push them even more now.
"IN WHAT APARTMENT BUILDING?" He said loud enough for the whole compound to hear, and especially Renfro who was in the next room. Almost as if on cue Renfro walked in the door and looked extremely puzzled.
"What seems to be the trouble here Mr. Lydecker?" She said in a hard voice.
"She won't talk, she just seems to give smart ass answers."
"Are you sure that you gave her the sodium penethol?" Grabbing the discarded bottle that lay haphazardly on the corner of the table she read the label, seeming satisfied that it was what Lydecker had said it was she set the bottle back down. Cuffing Max to the table she grabbed Lydecker by the arm and dragged him out of the room. Max could hear them yelling at each other through the door, she strained to hear, but the door garbled the sound too much for her to hear exactly what they were saying.
The sound of yelling quieted and a few minutes later the door opened. Two very big guards stood there; unlocking the handcuffs that locked her to the leg of the table they hauled her to her feet. Dragging her through the door they brought her to what she and the rest of her brother and sisters had affectionately called the torture room. It had pleasantries such as shock therapy.
They strapped her to the table that stood in the middle of the room and left her there for her to wait. She tried to make herself forget as Zack had once done with the information about where their brother and sisters had been hiding but it was harder then she had ever realized. The more that she thought about it the harder it was for her to forget. She never got the chance to forget because her concentration was broken when the doctor that later she would remember as Scar walked in.
This was going to be one hell of a long day. Max thought to herself.
A/N: Okay another chapter down, this has to be some kind of miracle usually halfway into a story I get writers block and then I have to stop but that's only when I am doing a story on a subject that I particularly don't like but this I do so yay me. Thanks for reading.
Chapter 5
A/N: I know that the last chapter was pretty boring, but I promise that this one will be better. This will be about the psychological evaluation and what happens afterward. I hope that you will take the time to read this and to give me feedback. I thank all of you who have reviewed my stories and I hope that you will continue to do so, because they help me to write faster. Anyway thanks for reading and I appreciate the support that I am getting.
Max was used to getting up early, when she worked at Jam Pony she had, had to get up at five-thirty just to make it to work at 7 o'clock. The sun was shining brightly through the window when she opened her eyes. She found her morning clothes on the floor next to her bed. Normally she didn't sleep but she hadn't even heard the door to her cell open during the night.
Putting them on she called to the guard to unlock her cell, she heard the internal click as the lock let go and the door slid open. The guards must have been warned that she would have to leave. She glanced at the other doors in the hallway and she could see that most of them were already open meaning that the occupants were already awake.
Making her way to Renfro's office she thought that this might be her last day being her. She might be going through reindoctrination tomorrow if she failed this evaluation. She could almost have bet that 10 to 1 Renfro whether Max passed the evaluation or not was going to have her reindoctrinated anyway. Max vowed to herself at that moment that she wasn't going to let that happen to her she was going to find a way to stay who she was.
Knocking on the door she waited a few seconds for it to open. There was a very angry looking Renfro standing there. "Hello 452, won't you come join us."
Max wondered what she meant when she said us; her question was answered when she saw who was standing in the corner near the door. "Lydecker, how unpleasant to see you." She was surprised to see that he was standing there so calmly; she had thought that he had decided to be one of the good guys but she could have been wrong. Maybe that had been the entire time to get her captured so that he could get back into Renfro's good graces. Max shot him a venomous look and turned her attention back to Renfro.
"The evaluation will be given to you by Mr. Lydecker. He will administer questions and you will answer them truthfully, but then again you won't have a choice because you will be given sodium penethol as I told you which will prevent you from lying. You will be evaluated on your answers the answers will be given to a review board and they will decided if they see you fit to keep here unaltered." She stopped and directed the conversation now to Lydecker who was waiting patiently in the corner. "Mr. Lydecker would you please escort 452 to the interrogation room."
"Follow me please." Lydecker said flatly. He opened the door that he was standing by; not the one that led to the hallway but the one that she had thought had been a closet at first. They entered a small room that only contained two chairs, a table and a very large metal cabinet. Lydecker took out a small key and unlocked the cabinet. He took out a needle and a little bottle of something, which Max suspected was the sodium penethol. He inserted the needle into the bottle, extracted the liquid, inserted the needle into Max's arm and injected the liquid into her. The penethol took effect immediately, as a test Lydecker asked her a sample question.
"What do you think about me?" He asked simply.
That was one question that Max didn't have to lie to. "I think you are a cold, heartless bastard, who doesn't know where his head ends and Renfro's ass begins." She said with a smile on her face.
"Nice to know that you haven't changed Max, you're still the same person you were before you were captured." The sound of her name surprised her; then again he was the only one here who had known what her and her brothers and sisters called themselves when they had been together at Manticore.
"You're right I haven't and I am glad to say that neither have you, you are still the same backstabbing son of a bitch that you always were Donald." She spat his first name out like a curse.
"Okay let's start with the questions." he said.
"Whatever floats your boat Don."
"Is your designation X5-452?"
"Yes." Max said staring at table.
"Did you escape in 2009 from the Manticore facility?"
"Wow you are a brainiac."
"Just answer the question please."
"Yes along with 12 of my brothers and sisters."
"Have you had any contact with the man who calls himself Eyes Only?"
"Yeah, I work for him what's it to you."
"Do you know the identity of Eyes Only?"
"I work with him what do you think?" Lydecker gave her a withering look. "Yes I know the identity of Eyes Only."
"Can you tell me the identity of Eyes Only?"
"Yes, but then I'd have to kill you."
"Who is Eyes Only?"
"He's a guy that comes across the T.V. gives bad people a wake up call."
"Give me the identity of Eyes Only." It wasn't a question, it was a demand. But the thing that struck Max as odd was that he knew who Eyes Only was and yet he was asking her all the wrong questions, he could ask her flat out what is Eyes Only's real name. But yet he continued to dance around the question, and the answer.
"Is that a question? Because I will only answer to questions that are asked to me nicely. And right now I don't think that you are being very nice, Mr. Lydecker." He dropped his hand down on the table with some much force that the table jumped under it. Her head snapped up to look at him. He was glaring at her and under his intense scrutiny she blushed.
"Max I am trying to help you if you can believe that, I am trying to help you get out of here." He said in a soft voice so that Renfro who was probably listening in on their conversation couldn't hear what they were saying.
"Yeah right and I'm the queen of England." Max said sarcastically.
"Actually you do have some of the DNA of Queen Elizabeth II, the former queen of England."
"Wonderful, can we please just continue with the conversation so that this can be over as soon as possible."
"Max you know that I love you as a daughter, I loved all of you as I would love my own children and I don't want to see any of you hurt. I will try my best to get you out of here, but you have to trust me."
"I trust you as much as I would trust a cobra in my bed."
"I'll take that as a compliment."
"You really shouldn't." Max said calmly.
"All right on with the questions."
"Watch me jump for joy."
"Where does Eyes Only base his operations?" Max struggled to regain her composure as the words started to come out of her mouth unbidden. She clamped her mouth shut as long as she could, but the few seconds that she did were painful, her jaw started to twitch and then she had to tell.
"He lives in Seattle," she said generally. "Where in Seattle?" Was his next question.
"In an apartment." She was going to make this as long and painful as she could.
He was starting to get frustrated she could see it in the way that he was breathing; he was trying as hard as he could not to blow up on her. He was losing the battle immensely, she had known what buttons to push when she was nine and naïve and she could push them even more now.
"IN WHAT APARTMENT BUILDING?" He said loud enough for the whole compound to hear, and especially Renfro who was in the next room. Almost as if on cue Renfro walked in the door and looked extremely puzzled.
"What seems to be the trouble here Mr. Lydecker?" She said in a hard voice.
"She won't talk, she just seems to give smart ass answers."
"Are you sure that you gave her the sodium penethol?" Grabbing the discarded bottle that lay haphazardly on the corner of the table she read the label, seeming satisfied that it was what Lydecker had said it was she set the bottle back down. Cuffing Max to the table she grabbed Lydecker by the arm and dragged him out of the room. Max could hear them yelling at each other through the door, she strained to hear, but the door garbled the sound too much for her to hear exactly what they were saying.
The sound of yelling quieted and a few minutes later the door opened. Two very big guards stood there; unlocking the handcuffs that locked her to the leg of the table they hauled her to her feet. Dragging her through the door they brought her to what she and the rest of her brother and sisters had affectionately called the torture room. It had pleasantries such as shock therapy.
They strapped her to the table that stood in the middle of the room and left her there for her to wait. She tried to make herself forget as Zack had once done with the information about where their brother and sisters had been hiding but it was harder then she had ever realized. The more that she thought about it the harder it was for her to forget. She never got the chance to forget because her concentration was broken when the doctor that later she would remember as Scar walked in.
This was going to be one hell of a long day. Max thought to herself.
A/N: Okay another chapter down, this has to be some kind of miracle usually halfway into a story I get writers block and then I have to stop but that's only when I am doing a story on a subject that I particularly don't like but this I do so yay me. Thanks for reading.