Legacy

By Shikasta

Spoilers: Anything's fair game in my view although this is an AU

Disclaimer: The characters of Dark Angel are owned by Twentieth Century Fox Television and Cameron Eglee productions. In laymen's terms: Don't own them but by god I wish I did.

This story is the third part in the Fable universe and follows on from Alec's War.

Chapter Fifteen – The times they are a changing.

The votes were in, the polling booth's having closed almost 24 hours earlier and a select number of transgenics, under close guard, were sorting a counting. The turnout had exceeded even the most conservative of expectations with every transgenic voting in the first referendum. Gabriel's Titans (as expected) had been out in full force covertly trying to sway the vote through empty promises, heavy handed threats and the occasional bribe.

Alec was seated in his tatty armchair nervously nibbling on his thumb as he waited for the results. Sleep had evaded him for almost 52 hours now and his mind wondered to Max, what she thinks of this crazy idea, and how the 'new world' will look. Mole was leaning against the desk, he had brought in a sandwich hoping to encourage Alec to eat something, but with on avail, the transgenic leader just waved the plate away.

"They'd be idiots not to vote yes" Mole said in encouragement, which caused a raised eyebrow from Alec as it was completely out of character for his lizard friend.

"You're really not helping" Alec commented while still nibbling away.

"You know I'm only trying to be supportive" this of course made Alec smirk.

"I don't know whose more nervous, you or me" he laughed at his lizard friend as Mole chomped down hard on his cigar "your support it sweet, almost verging on cute" Alec teased "but considering I don't know which way I swing in the issue your supporting nature is, shall we say, not required."

"Thank god" Mole exclaimed as he pushed himself off the desk "I'll leave you to it" he added before walking to the door "and don't forget to eat that sandwich." Alec didn't acknowledge his departure, or the sandwich; he just sat there staring at the wall.

Mole shut the door to Alec's broom closest and entered the bustle of command; actually Mole noted there was more bustle than normal. Anybody who had any reason to be in command at all was here and the big guy found himself shuffling between bodies to get to his destination.

Hovering over Luke menacingly Mole pointed at the growing crowd "this is ridiculous!"

"They seem to think that they'll find out sooner if they loiter" Luke advised.

Removing his stogie and placing it tenderly in his trouser pocket, he turned to the crowd, stuck his fingers in his mouth and wolf whistled so loudly it caused a ringing in Luke's ears.

"Now listen up! If you have absolutely no reason to be here, then get the hell out."

The crowd was still for a moment, considering Mole's demand and all trying to come up with a plausible excuse as to why they were in command. After a few seconds nobody had yet made their way to the exit, Mole losing his patience grabbed the nearest shotgun of the wall.

"You're not serious" Luke whispered forcefully.

"Hell, yes I am" Mole hissed back before returning his attention to the crowd "If I don't see some movement I'm gonna start firing." In the blink of an eye there was movement as command quickly began emptying as all bar six or seven transgenics steadily made their way to the exit.

"Humph" Mole retorted and he returned the shot gun to its home "should do that more often."

"So how is Alec holding up?" Luke asked over the noise of transgenics scampering for the doors.

"Well I tried being supportive" Mole said offhandedly which caused a flabbergasted look to attach itself to Luke's face.

"Hey don't give me that look; I can be a real charmer when I want to be."

"I'm sure you can" Luke muttered through a stifled laugh before swivelling his chair back around to face the deck of computers.

"What are you working on?" Mole asked peering over Luke's shoulder.

"Re-establishing communication with Logan's Legacy."

"I thought we were in comms silence still."

"Alec needs them back in the fold, also we need to find out the vote count."

"Is it permanent?"

"Yes it is."

"He's not thinking straight; I'd better have a word with our leader."

"Wouldn't do that" Luke admonished "he's thinking straight, his exact words were bring everything out into the open"

"Next you're gonna tell me he's planning on revealing that he's really the leader of the transgenics."

Luke shuffled awkwardly in his chair, really not wanting to betray a confidence but never having fully grasped the concept of lying.

"LUKE!" Mole bellowed.

"I will neither confirm nor deny" Luke trembled.

"Alec's gone mad" Mole exclaimed grabbing for the shotgun again.

"What are you going to do with that?" Luke squealed.

"Knock/shoot some sense into him" Mole hollered making his way towards the broom closet.

"Don't you think that's just a little extreme" Luke said reiterating little with his fingers as he became a transgenic barrier between Mole and the broom closet door, change can be good."

"Who the hell spouted that crap" Mole demanded.

"Alec"

Mole rolled his eyes dramatically "there's change and there's down right barmy, and in this case it's the latter."

"Mole I must insist you calm down" Luke pleaded puffing out his chest in what would be considered by many to be a very brave move.

Mole looked at Luke - gob smacked, he was speechless as no one of Luke's stature had ever dared make a demand. Luke remained firmly in position and had squeezed his hands into fists in preparation for the onslaught, after a few seconds Luke started to worry as the anticipated punch had not yet happened. Mole broke the silence by throwing his head back and releasing a deep throaty laugh, he reached deep into his trouser pocket, pulled out his stogie and stuck it in his mouth. Luke flinched slightly as Mole slapped him hard on the back "You're alright" he said as he turned and headed back the way he came.

Breathing in pure relief, Luke made his way back to the computers to continue his work.

The fiery haired Fizz screeched into command just as Luke had settled back down "they've finished counting the votes!" He said exasperated and he placed his hands on his knees while he took deep breathes.

"Did you just run from the tally room on the other side of the city?" Mole questioned.

"Yes" Fizz answered.

"You could have used a radio" the lizard said pointing.

"Oh" was fizz's response as his face went as red as his hair in embarrassment, in all the excitement he had forgotten about the radio attached to his hip that had been given to him for exactly this reason.

Luke laughed as his computer beeped repeatedly to advise of an incoming transmission, Luke swivelled and hit a button to allow the transmission through.

"Hey Luke, Case here."

"Hi Case, have you got good news?"

"All the votes have been counted at this end, am sending the final results now."

"How's Alec holding up?" Case asked in conversation.

"Hauled up in his broom closet."

"That bad huh, my fingers are crossed, Case over and out." Luke nodded and cut the feed.

"Thanks Case, file received, over and out."

"Better go and let our illustrious leader know" Mole joked as he made his way to the broom closet door, this time minus a shotgun. He knocked twice, heard a bump followed by an 'ouch' followed by the sound of the door opening.

"It's time your lordship" Mole said doing a mock bow spinning his hand for added effect.

"Let's get this over and done with" Alec muttered nervously as he made his way towards the entrance of command, "remind me again who said change was a good thing?"

"YOU!" responded Luke, Mole and Fizz in unison as they followed Alec out into the bright light to herald in the dawn of a new era in transgenic history.