Title: From the Inside
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Genereal/Action
Disclaimer: I don't own Max, Logan or the whole concept of Dark Angel. I own the concept of this story however, but will never officionaly own it as it is inspiration; feelings clutched into symbols on a computer.
I do not own Logan/Wolverine either, so the same goes for him and the whole conecpt of X-Men.
Summary: On a day which couldn't be worse, Max bumps into a stranger trying to steal her bike. Never could she know that hers and the strangers paths soon would cross again... Dark Angel/X-Men (Wolverine) Crossover!
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"Cage fighting? Have you totally lost your mind, Alec?!" Max slapped the back of his head, and he winced and grinned at the same time. He closed his locker, and then started to walk out of Jam Pony, with Max and Original Cindy following him.
"It's for the money, Max, you of all people should know what it feels like to do some things that aren't entirely legal for money? "He had her there, and she looked away for a moment, continuing to follow him out into the street. He stopped at his back, which stood next to hers, and she removed it so that he could get his.
" Besides, "he continued, "it's in this dark, psycho, smoke-filled club not more than 8 blocks or so from here... it's not a fancy thing where rich people just throw their money around, it's regular cats, some with more money than others..." Max glared at him, as she watched him mount his bike. "Come cheer for me?" He asked, grinning like the idiot Max thought he was, at least at the moment.
"Boo, we'll come. Now go home n'prepare yaself, 'kay?" Original Cindy told him, and both girls watched him speed away into the buzz of the street. Max and Original Cindy both mounted their own bikes, and Max couldn't help but shake her head, not being able to let the matter of Alec and cage fighting go.
"I just think it's the stupidest thing, ever, Cindy..." Original Cindy smiled, quickly steering her bike away from some little kid and his toy. "Boo, what can go wrong? He's sure to win and he'll make money from it... Plus, you can always enjoy the beating he's gonna take, wishing it was you who hit him..." Max smiled and laughed at that thought.
Some time's it was good having friends...
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A/N: I'm sorry for the extreme shortness of this chapter, as well as the lack of update. It's all due to some computer problems, but the next chapter is promised to be longer!