Authors Notes: One more chapter after this one. Part 2 will be called 'Iridescent Lullaby.'
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Rainbow Machine
Chapter 9
What lays and waits
As planned Archie climbed out of the limo first and held out his hand for Midnight who took his hand gracefully and smiled up at him. Lights flashed from the newspaper and tv reporters cameras. Loads of questions flew there way. None of which were answered. There belief of them being movie stars or singers floated from there mouths as they lied as much as they could about how or why she was at the Gala.
The forged documents in Archies hand were flawless and the directors for movies had been called earlier. Danny's however wasn't forged. Being a prestigious savern doctor from Borg industries was a huge thing. Right up there with stars. Archie took hold of Danny's hands and questions flew her way just as much as they did Midnight.
"Excuse me Ms. Peirce...is this the new project you and Borg were working on?" He gestured to Midnight and Archie.
"Oh no no...those two aren't mine. They're friends of mine." She smiled at them. Midnight smiled and took Danny's hand. Friends were something Midnight knew little about and had twice as less. The only friend she had was Archie, a friend she had come to treasure very much.
"This is Da…" She suddenly realized they didn't have a female name for her. "Daneita." It sounded horrible. She admitted. The look on Dane's face however was of amusement. He knew she had came up with it on the spot. Dane just held a fan in front of her face.
"Enchanted." He held out the perfectly manicured hand to the man. The man took her hand and looked up at Dane's brightly colored eyes.
"Wow…" okay that was enough. Danny took Dane's hand and they started inside again.
"Daneita huh?"
"I'm not good with names." Danny fired back.
The music made the ground shake. The bright lights enveloped the whole area turning Midnights silver studs many different colors as the lights switched.
"Wow…" Dane whispered leaning into Dannys hip. His arm linking with hers. "How do people understand whats going on?" It was more like a night club then a Gala.
"Is this what people do at Gala's?" Danny said turning to Dane who pulled her toward him. He was a lot squishier then she had thought. Joining the throng of bodies they made there way to the far area.
"I'm terrible at dancing. I'm apologizing to your toes now." She told him.
'No seriously...my feet still have bruises from five years ago.' Zane offered up.
"Nah...you're doing fine." Dane said spinning her again. A few flashes went off in there direction.
"They're watching us." Danny looked up at him. Her light purple eye shadow seemed the sparkle in the lights.
" What do they see?" He put his forehead to her head. "Because I can tell you what I see." The voice was a little more smooth. It was Dareth projecting through Dane. Dannys voice however seemed to disappear.
Her eyes locked onto his.
"You're one...beautiful woman." Dannys cheeks turned pink and she tried to hide her shyness burying her face in his chest.
"You shouldn't say things like that. Specially if you don't mean it." She said pulling away from him and walking toward the middle of the room. She needed to get to where she could see people.
Dane could see the others. Archie stood behind the bar in a bar keeps clothing no less. Midnight sat on the side of the stage talking to the man behind the piano. All of them looked fine for now. Dane scooped up a glass with champagne in it from a passing tray. Drinking it in one go before walking into the elevator. The doors closed and he pushed the button for the top floor.
"Alright...lets get this job done hum?" He cleared his throat pulling off his shoe and pulled something out of the heel. He flicked it open and looked up where the hatch was. Jumping up shoving the hatch aside he sat on the edge as the elevator neared the top floor throwing the glass vial into the gears as the elevator began to go back down again. The gears began to pop and shutter before stopping. Dane climbed back down placing his shoe back on. He fixed his dress and messed with his hair again just as the doors opened he walked out.
The room however was dark. It was sizeable with boxes all over the place a small staircase that went up to what looked like a printer. He turned around to see a small bed up under the stairs. The blankets rose and fell as the person under the blankets breathed, or at least took in air to cool there systems. The hair was a soft black and brown mix. He slowly looked down at the gentle face. They were curled up under the blanket that had more holes in it then cheese. They were so small. The child turned over and Dane could see the underside of her hair and the palm of her hand. Both of which were covered in many different colors. Like a rainbow. He couldn't leave her...not like this. She was wearing an old shirt that said Oscar Meyer on it. No shoes...no pants. He couldn't even find a dresser. He picked up the blanket and swaddle her in it the best he could before standing up and running.