Disclaimer: I don't own Dark Angel or any characters featured in either of the seasons.
Orphan Past
"ATTENTION!" The voice boomed throughout the large room. Immediately every occupant stood up straight, the sound of chairs scraping the floor echoed hauntingly into the rafters. The owner of the voice began to walk down the rows of the tables, taking in what was being served, who was eating, and how straight each person was.
"Who snuck into my office last night and planted this?" His voice was cold, colder than usual. In his out stretched hand was a brown paper bag with a stench emitting from it. Anyone close by restrained their gag reflexes as the smell reached the. "Anyone going to fess up? Or are you a coward and going have every single person punished for you stupidity!" No one moved. His cold eyes scanned every body in the room and nodded, as if deciding his next move. "Fine, TO THE FIELDS!"
"Max? Max! Hello!" Sketchy snapped his fingers, finally Max jerked and looked at him. "You ok, you spaced out." Nodding her head she looked back down at the brown bag sitting on the table in front of Sketchy. Lately it seemed the simplest thing would set off the nightmares. Simple things like a damned brown paper bag that didn't stink at all. But the sight, letting a shiver run down her spine, Max started to eat her sandwich. Sketchy studied his friend for a moment, he saw her face change when he had placed his lunch bag on the table, and the face she made when she gave another look before eating. He wanted to ask her what was wrong, but he knew Max well enough to know that if she didn't offer, don't bother to ask.
'Where is that girl!' Cindy thought running around the court yard looking for her best friend, she needed to tell her before someone else told her. Deciding she was probably by the huge oak, Cindy raced down the hill. Sure enough there was Max and Sketchy chatting and eating. "Max!" Max jumped slightly hearing her name almost screamed.
"What's wrong Cindy?" Sketchy asked taking in her huffing frame.
"Max," but before she get started, everything became out in the open.
"Holy shit!" Sketchy exclaimed seeing someone in the distance. Max snapped her attention to what Sketchy was looking at. Her jaw dropped. Cindy looked as well, and signed helplessly. "Max is that-" but Sketchy couldn't finish. He was into much of a shock.
"Max I was gonna try and tell ya," Cindy offered quietly.
"W-who is that?" Max asked shakily.
"That would be a new student here, his name is Alec, Alec McDowell."
"He looks like-"
"I know, Boo. That's his twin."
Max couldn't breath, she couldn't think. This couldn't be possible; he didn't have a twin. No, it wasn't possible, but the sight before he proved other wise. Standing up, as if in a trance, Max slowly made her way up to hill where she saw a lot of her peers having a similar reaction that Sketchy had. Many of the students were confused; Alec seemed confused by their reaction to him.