Disclaimer: I don't own the characters. The idea is mine as are the original characters but that is all I own.
AN: this is not the most original idea but I got it stuck in my head while watching Hello, Goodbye. This could develop into a lengthy piece if there is any interest. If there isn't then I won't write any more. So if you are interested in the continuation of this story don't forget to review and constructive criticism is appreciated. Thank you for reading my story and enjoy. I am also looking for a beta anyone interested let me know. This is my first published Dark Angel story please be kind. Thank you aleclovemax.
Gillette, Wyoming 2009
She sat on the roof of her barracks watching the stars and thinking, ignoring the winter breeze that made her nightgown rustle. Her shark DNA kept her up on a regular basis she often spent nights sitting outside and often her friend X5-546 would accompany her. She took comfort in the height, something about it calmed her and allowed her body to become as relaxed, or as close as possible in Manticore. The air was quiet with transgenic hearing every sound for miles could be heard. In the distance there was a crash but it did not concern the young girl animals often made noises in the forest surrounding the base. Starring out into the forest surrounding the base she saw other soldiers, X-series, but she ignored it as escape and evade missions often lasted well into the night. Manticore and Lydecker never let up on the training
4 am morning drills
7 am breakfast
More training
12 pm lunch
More work
7 pm dinner
Recreation time
9 pm lights out
The schedule was grueling but it was all she had ever known and it was all she could ever imagine.
ALARMS BLARRED
SPOTLIGHTS SPARKED TO LIFE
SNOWMIBILES ROARED INTO MOTION
DOGS BARKED
GUNS FIRED
These noises startled the young girl but not for the same reason most nine year old girls would have been startled. She had grown accustomed to these noises accepting them as routine. No, what shocked her was the scream of an X-series that accompanied the noises. Something had gone horribly wrong tonight and instinct told her to return to the barracks, and pretend to be asleep like those of her unit. Being an X-series she was taught early learned to trust your instincts or else it could cost a life. She gracefully jumped down and landed like a cat on the ledge, less than 4 inches wide, of a window which she climbed in and returned to the dorm she shared with the 12 other X5s in her unit.
When a guard walked in and shined his flashlight around the room the girl was no different than any of her unit mates. But she was awake when the guard shut the door and whispered to another guard "Unit 2 tried to escape tonight the building is going to be in lockdown until morning."
The other guard responds "The colonel was furious; there will be hell to pay in the morning. Why did I ever choose this assignment?"
"These kids scare me!"
"Yeah, they could kill us without breaking a sweat."
The guards continued walking down the hall as the girl rolled over and began to think about everything that had occurred tonight. Her final conclusion was it had nothing to do with her and she fell asleep.
But she was wrong the breakout out had far more to do with her than she could have ever imagined. Her twin had escaped to freedom and she, X5-452 would pay the price like the remaining transgenics. If she had thought things were bad before they just got worse.