The lone ranger
Summary: Max takes her first ride on a motorcycle, and realises people on the outside aren't all monsters.
A black van pulled up at the Seattle dockside, the door opened and Lydecker stepped out followed by max, he led her to the water side. They both stood in silence for a few seconds listening to the water lapping, It was eerily silent even for this time of the the morning. Lydecker took a breath of the cold crisp air "Are you fully prepared for your mission 452?"
"Yes sir" Max shivered slightly
"Good, everything you will need is in this bag, including $15,000 which I expect to last you for the duration of the mission. I will expect you to return to this location every week for briefing. Is that understood?"
"Yes sir" Max replied soullessly.
"From this moment you 452, or Manticore never existed. You are Sandra fielding, a pharmacist from San Diego. If you need to urgently contact me you have being provided with a cell phone, you will know me as Uncle Sam. Anything else 452?"
"Sorry, i don't know of any '452' Max replied sweetly.
"Move out" Lydecker ordered
"Yes Uncle"
"YOU WILL STILL ADRESS ME AS SIR WHEN IN MY DIRECT PRESENCE SOLDIER!" Lydecker fumed his face became redder and redder .
Behind her Manticore mask Max was in hysterics, she swore is head way about to explode. She watched him slam the door as he climbed back into the van and watched The van drive away.
Max felt the gravel crunch beneath her feet, this was all to surreal for her she was now a civilian. She took out her map to find where she would be living "Great" She sighed. Lydecker had left her nearly 7 miles from where she needed to be. Under normal circumstances she would steal a car, but as she was a 'Civilian' she couldn't risk being caught. well I'm in for a long walk. About 20 minutes later as she was walking down a long empty road, a bike pulled up behind her, instinctively Max took up a fighting stance No Max, you're a civilian now. She relaxed slightly.
"Are you lost Honey?" the biker asked as he removed his helmet
"Um no I'm fine thanks"
"what are you doing out here at this time?" he asked pushing his hair back
"Umm I can't remember" was the best she could come up with
"Man, you must have had a wild time last night, where are you heading?"
"Mercer street, sector 3"
"Hop on, I'll give you a ride" There was something genuine about the man, so Max took up the offer.
"So what do they call you then?" he asked as they were cruising down the highway.
"Sandr...Max, I'm Max" Thats my name Lydecker, not Sandra
"Max, as in Maximum?" The biker joked
"No, just plain old Max"
"So what gang are you in?"
"Gang?" Max asked confused
"Yea, the tattoo on your neck, is it not a gang tattoo?"
Max mentally kicked herself for being so stupid, she had left her barcode exposed "Ah no, I'm not in any gang"
"Either way its still one hell of a cool tattoo"
"Thanks, so are you in gang?"
"No, not my kind of thing, I'm more of a lone ranger, Sit tight" The Biker hit the throttle and the bike rocketed down the highway, Max could feel the wind blowing through her hair, as they were turning the corner they were going so fast, she could feel the adrenaline rushing through her body. this was the single most exiting thing she had ever done. The sensation of the speed and he rush was overwhelming, then the bike came to a sudden halt almost throwing Max off.
"Here ya are"
Max stepped of with the biggest grin on her face "WOW, that was awesome"
"Glad you enjoyed it"
"Hmm how much would one of these baby's cost?" Max asked with feline curiosity
"You can get a good ninja for around $15,000"
"Really" Max grinned "Thanks for the ride umm..."
"Guevara, they call me Guevara" his voice could be heard as he sailed into the distance
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