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Chapter 11: The End is Near

          Logan looks around. He doesn't feel any pain, but he still fell…why? he asked himself. He looked down and saw that the bullet didn't hit his leg, but his exoskeleton. He wouldn't be able to walk. It had been a while since he started wearing the exoskeleton again. The blood transfusion had kept him going for a while. Maybe by luck it would help him in this situation. He waited a while and tested his legs. No such luck. He heard many footsteps approaching him.

          The boxes had only slowed the process. White's men weaved their way through. Finally, they found him, helpless and unable to walk. Otto grinned. He took the opportunity to show White he could be of use.

          "Get up," Otto commanded.

          "It's obvious I can't. Can you not see that?"

          A soldier kicked Logan in the stomach.

          "Ok, ok. I'll try, but if you're expecting me to walk all the way with no assistance, then you'd better kill me now." Logan was taking quite a risk, but he had no choice. He knew White would want him alive, just so he could see Max suffer. He knew him too well.

          Otto ordered several nearby guards to pick him up. Pain shot through his legs, but he didn't show it. He couldn't give in, Max wouldn't want that. They dragged him all the way back to the building and threw him in an empty room. Why didn't they just put him in front of Max, showing their victory?

          He sat there, waiting. There was nothing else he could do. The room was almost pitched dark. He laid his head back and fell asleep…and dreamed.

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          He was walking again. He wondered the halls of a building…more like a school. As he neared an opening, he peered in. Adults and children alike were cloaked. The priestess at the center was speaking in an ancient language. Beside her stood no other than Ames White. They appeared to be in the middle of a ceremony. A body rested on the center table, but he was not close enough to see who. The priestess began speaking again, but this time, he understood.

            "Today we stand before the ancient one who will one day bring us to power. But today, he will once again test us. He will once again see whether they belong with us. Let this sacrifice appease and satisfy one's desire. Let one guide us and take the right path."

            With everything said, the priestess slit the throat of a snake as she raised it for all to see. Bringing the snake back down, she laid the body aside and took the kariff. She gently imprinted it upon the arm of the body. Everyone was silent. Logan noticed behind the priestess was a statue of something that resembled the Manticore…was that what it was? After several minutes, people began leaving. Logan saw himself dash to another room. Soon, the ceremony was over and everyone had returned to their own activities. The body remained. Logan peeked around the door. No one was in the hall. Then he found himself studying the room. It was a simple classroom. On the board were the runes from the same language as those that appeared on Max's body. He studied them. Lucky enough for him, there were translations also on the board.

            When darkness crosses thy Earth's path, the strongest kind are those who last. But then comes one, from thy race is great, who saves thy Earth, from thy evil race.

            Was that one person Max? It had to be. When he turned around, the room was filled with many cloaked faces. All were looking at him. They advanced towards him…

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Logan awoke suddenly with fear in his heart. No one was in the room. His breathing soon subsided back to a steady pace. What a dream. he thought. He began wondering whether or not it was an actual event.

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White's cell rang once again. By now, all his prisoners had surrendered to the Manticle. All were in a deep sleep. White answered.

"Yes?"

"We've captured him."

"Who's him?"

"He happens to be Eyes Only. When we ran some tests while he was unconscious, the DNA matched the one the virus in 452 targets."

"Explain."

"The virus 452 has is deadly to him and only him because Manticore obviously targeted it for his DNA."

"Good. It looks like you finally managed to do something right. Where is he now?"

"We locked him up in the room next door. He can't walk so we just handcuffed him."

"Well done. You can return home to your family now."

"Thank you, sir."

The call ended. Otto dismissed the remaining soldiers and left for his own home. White; however, decided to make another call. It was to another familiar.

"I need someone to watch over them while I speak to someone."

"No problem. I'll be there right away."

Within minutes, a woman appeared. It was the priestess, to be exact. She stood in the room, watching 452 and her fellow companions. White entered the room adjacent to where the priestess stood.

As he entered, he saw Logan stir. His head slightly rose. His face was expressionless. But he knew he felt defeat.

"So you are the famous Eyes Only."

"Why would that matter to you?" Logan questioned.

"It doesn't. I'm here to tell you that 452 is now mine. You will never win."

"Her name is Max."

"She doesn't deserve a name. You know that. You are better than her. You've been blinded by her tricks."

"It's you who has been blinded."

"Either way, she has been defeated. I am, for once, victorious and will remain victorious. No one will stop me."

Logan was silent. White grinned, knowing he had finally won the battle. He left, wondering what to do next…

A/N 2: I'm not sure whether this chapter is accurate. Please tell me if I have something in here that doesn't make sense or doesn't follow the storyline. I'll fix it ASAP. I can't seem to remember all the facts and at this point, don't have time to double-check. I apologize if this causes any inconvenience.

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