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1 through F › Dark Angel
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
5,824
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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The Grand Scheme Of Things
The Grand Scheme of Things
Author: Donna Lynn
E-mail: donnalynn@darkangelsfanfic.com
Website: http://www.darkangelsfanfic.com
Status: Incomplete
Category: Drama/Angst/Romance
Spoilers/Rumors: "Designate This"
Season: 2
Rating: R
Content Warning: This story contains language, violence, and sexual situations.
Summary: What if things had gone differently in "Designate This" for Max? What if things had gone differently between her and Alec?
Author's Note: This is my take on how things would have gone if Max hadn't escaped from Manticore in "Designate This". Another thing Max is X5-452 and Alec is X5-494 just in case you don't know there designation's.
Pairing: Max/Alec
Disclaimer: The characters of "Dark Angel" do not belong to me. So DO NOT sue me!
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Max sat on her bunk in silence. It was after lights out and she expected the guard to come by anytime to make sure she was in her cell. They kept a double watch on her to make sure she didn't leave after lights out. Even with that they would still have random checks and that made it hard to time her little excursions she had.
It'd been three months since she'd been back at Manticore. Not much had changed in the last twelve years to her. The drill instructors were still assholes and all the others were still brainwashed to the point of believing they actually mean something to the facility. Boy, were they in for a surprise.
She heard the guard coming down the hall and stood from her bunk and awaited his entrance. A few seconds later her cell door opened and the lights came on. A man stepped into her vision and her eyes widened.
"Ben?" she asked quietly.
She flashed back to when she last seen him. "Max, " Ben said.
"Who?" he asked confused. As soon as he came in the room her eyes widened. He was told she might have a strange reaction to him.
She stared at him a moment too long then answered him with a shrug of her shoulders. "You look like someone I used to know." She backed away from him slowly and examihim him from head to toe. It was uncanny how much he looked like Ben.
He nodded, "X5-493...the one who went psycho. I'm his twin X5-494."
"He was confused, " she said in Ben's defense.
"Yeah ok all I know is that I had to spend six months in psy-ops to make sure it wasn't genetic...let's get this thing over with shall we, " he removed his shirt and tossed it on her bunk.
She looked at him confused, "What are you doing?" She couldn't help but notice how he looked. He looked like he was chiseled out of stone.
"I'm your breeding partner, " he said bluntly.
Max flinched in anger, "My what!?"
"We've been given orders to copulate every night until you get pregnant, " he said in a conversational tone.
"That's sick!" she yelled.
"Take your clothes off, " he ordered as he undone his pants.
She folded her arms over her chest and shifted to her right hip, "No way." She had a determined look on her face as she said it.
494 looked up and seen the determined look. "We have orders 452, " he stated.
"I don't give a shit abyouryour orders, " she said retorted back.
494 was starting to get irritated with 452. He didn't understand why she was refusing. Until he walked into her cell he wasn't too happy about this assignment either. When he was told he was paired off with the rogue X5-452 as a breeding partner he thought 'oh great'. He heard rumors about her before and after she was brought back to Manticore. She didn't like authority.
He came to her cell expecting damaged goods so do speak. She'd been on the outside for over ten years. But, when he entered her cell she was nothing like he expected. She was beautiful he thought. 'Maybe this assignment won't be so bad after all'. He decided to try and coax her. "Do you know what will happen tomorrow if we report an unsuccessful copulation?" he asked folding his arms in front of him making the muscles flex in his arms and chest.
This didn't go unnoticed to Max. She shrugged her shoulders as if she didn't care hoping to distract herself from his delicious looking body.
He walked closer to her as he said, "I'll tell you what will happen. Both of us are going to be thrown back into reindoctrination so fast it will make our heads spin. I for one don't want that and I'm pretty sure you don't either."
She titled her head to the right and whispered, "I won't tell if you won't tell." At this point he was standing within arms reach of her.
"I won't have to tell eventually, " he said sing ing closer to her. "They'll begin to get suspicious when you don't turn up pregnant anytime soon, " he said.
That last part concerned her. She was brought out of her thoughts when he let his arms fall to his sides. "Look, I don't mean to be pushy, but we are a little pressed for time, " he said impatient.
"And how long is that?" she asked in a s-ale-aleck tone.
"An hour, " he said.
"Hmm, " she said as she walked past him to her bunk. She had expected him to stop her in some way or say something. Instead, he just stood where he was with his back to her. She sat on her bunk and looked at him to see if he was going to turn around. She ended up meeting his backside, which was very nice she had to admit. His back muscles were incredible. She looked further down and silently wished he wasn't wearing any pants so she could see his thighs and calves...and his ass of course. She felt flushed but sick ae sae same time.
Suddenly, he turned and caught her checking him out, but said nothing about it. "Fine, whatever...have it your way...move over, " he said as he walked to her bunk. He picked his shirt up and put it back on. When she didn't move he went to sit next to her which was a big mistake on his part. She grabbed him around the throat and slammed him against the wall. Before she knew what she was doing she was sitting on his lap. "Maybe I didn't make myself clear earlier, " she said dangerously close to his face.
He didn't say anything just stared at her. That's when she realized the position she was in. She released her grip on his throat and he grabbed her wrists tightly. "You made yourself perfectly clear 452, chill out." She struggled against his hands, "My name is Max..." she didn't get to finish as he released his grip on her wrist and grabbed her by the hips and tossed her off his lap next to him on the bunk. As he did this she couldn't help but gasp. She felt a sudden rush of heat rise on her neck.
He notiche che confused look on her face and thought it was because of his slang. "I took Communication and Verbal Usage when I was cleared for my solo missions, " he said as he made himself comfortable.
"You mean your assassinations?" she clarified.
He closed his eyes and sighed, "It was my job so if you want to 'bust my chops' about it go ahead I'm not listening." She caught his slip up immediately. 'It was his job?'
She knew he was hiding something. 'Maybe he couldn't hack it.' She didn't bother to ask why. He would just avoid the question. She stood from the bunk and walked to the other side of the room and slid down the wall to sit on the floor. He took advantage and laid down on the bunk and made himself comfortable. "Do me a favor and wake me up in about half an hour."
"Sure, no problem, " she said ng kng kindness.
For half an hour she sat and stared at the walls and found herself glancing toward him once in a while. He unnerved her to no end. She really couldn't blame him for his behavior he didn't know any better. Manticore was all he knew besides his solo missions, which apparently he went sour on. He'd mentioned earlier about not wanting to be thrown back into reindoctrination. That gave her the impression he'd messed up big time in a humane manner.
She glanced at him and shut her eyes quickly. He's not Ben, he's not Ben, Max. She opened her eyes and looked at him again. He was beautiful, there was no denying that. She'd gone three months without running into X5-494. She suspected Renfro had something to do with that. In her warped mind she probably thought Max would welcome X5-494 with open arms thinking he was Ben.
She then realized she was supposed to wake him up and he was sleeping soundly on her bunk. She stood from the floor and made her way over to him. She stopped beside him and looked down at him. Her eyes watered for a split second then quickly blinked them back. 'He's not Ben Max don't compare them.'
She reached down and roughly shook his shoulder, "Hey get up and get out."
He stirred and looked up to her, "I'm up I'm up." He stood from the bunk and made his way to the door. Then he turned and faced her with a cocky grin, "See you in the morning 452."
"My name is Max, " she said irritated. "You should have a name too I hate calling you 494." She saw the disgusted look on his face and almost laughed. "I think I'll call you Alec. You know...for smart-aleck, " she shrugged.
"Alec, " he said. He let the name off off his tongue. He kinda liked it. "I can live with that."
"Good because my next choice was Dick, " she said with a smile
He smiled a mischievous grin, "Catch your act tomorrow...Max." He opened the cell door and left leaving Max to herself. She let the smile fade from her face and let one of worry cross.
Author: Donna Lynn
E-mail: donnalynn@darkangelsfanfic.com
Website: http://www.darkangelsfanfic.com
Status: Incomplete
Category: Drama/Angst/Romance
Spoilers/Rumors: "Designate This"
Season: 2
Rating: R
Content Warning: This story contains language, violence, and sexual situations.
Summary: What if things had gone differently in "Designate This" for Max? What if things had gone differently between her and Alec?
Author's Note: This is my take on how things would have gone if Max hadn't escaped from Manticore in "Designate This". Another thing Max is X5-452 and Alec is X5-494 just in case you don't know there designation's.
Pairing: Max/Alec
Disclaimer: The characters of "Dark Angel" do not belong to me. So DO NOT sue me!
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Max sat on her bunk in silence. It was after lights out and she expected the guard to come by anytime to make sure she was in her cell. They kept a double watch on her to make sure she didn't leave after lights out. Even with that they would still have random checks and that made it hard to time her little excursions she had.
It'd been three months since she'd been back at Manticore. Not much had changed in the last twelve years to her. The drill instructors were still assholes and all the others were still brainwashed to the point of believing they actually mean something to the facility. Boy, were they in for a surprise.
She heard the guard coming down the hall and stood from her bunk and awaited his entrance. A few seconds later her cell door opened and the lights came on. A man stepped into her vision and her eyes widened.
"Ben?" she asked quietly.
She flashed back to when she last seen him. "Max, " Ben said.
"Who?" he asked confused. As soon as he came in the room her eyes widened. He was told she might have a strange reaction to him.
She stared at him a moment too long then answered him with a shrug of her shoulders. "You look like someone I used to know." She backed away from him slowly and examihim him from head to toe. It was uncanny how much he looked like Ben.
He nodded, "X5-493...the one who went psycho. I'm his twin X5-494."
"He was confused, " she said in Ben's defense.
"Yeah ok all I know is that I had to spend six months in psy-ops to make sure it wasn't genetic...let's get this thing over with shall we, " he removed his shirt and tossed it on her bunk.
She looked at him confused, "What are you doing?" She couldn't help but notice how he looked. He looked like he was chiseled out of stone.
"I'm your breeding partner, " he said bluntly.
Max flinched in anger, "My what!?"
"We've been given orders to copulate every night until you get pregnant, " he said in a conversational tone.
"That's sick!" she yelled.
"Take your clothes off, " he ordered as he undone his pants.
She folded her arms over her chest and shifted to her right hip, "No way." She had a determined look on her face as she said it.
494 looked up and seen the determined look. "We have orders 452, " he stated.
"I don't give a shit abyouryour orders, " she said retorted back.
494 was starting to get irritated with 452. He didn't understand why she was refusing. Until he walked into her cell he wasn't too happy about this assignment either. When he was told he was paired off with the rogue X5-452 as a breeding partner he thought 'oh great'. He heard rumors about her before and after she was brought back to Manticore. She didn't like authority.
He came to her cell expecting damaged goods so do speak. She'd been on the outside for over ten years. But, when he entered her cell she was nothing like he expected. She was beautiful he thought. 'Maybe this assignment won't be so bad after all'. He decided to try and coax her. "Do you know what will happen tomorrow if we report an unsuccessful copulation?" he asked folding his arms in front of him making the muscles flex in his arms and chest.
This didn't go unnoticed to Max. She shrugged her shoulders as if she didn't care hoping to distract herself from his delicious looking body.
He walked closer to her as he said, "I'll tell you what will happen. Both of us are going to be thrown back into reindoctrination so fast it will make our heads spin. I for one don't want that and I'm pretty sure you don't either."
She titled her head to the right and whispered, "I won't tell if you won't tell." At this point he was standing within arms reach of her.
"I won't have to tell eventually, " he said sing ing closer to her. "They'll begin to get suspicious when you don't turn up pregnant anytime soon, " he said.
That last part concerned her. She was brought out of her thoughts when he let his arms fall to his sides. "Look, I don't mean to be pushy, but we are a little pressed for time, " he said impatient.
"And how long is that?" she asked in a s-ale-aleck tone.
"An hour, " he said.
"Hmm, " she said as she walked past him to her bunk. She had expected him to stop her in some way or say something. Instead, he just stood where he was with his back to her. She sat on her bunk and looked at him to see if he was going to turn around. She ended up meeting his backside, which was very nice she had to admit. His back muscles were incredible. She looked further down and silently wished he wasn't wearing any pants so she could see his thighs and calves...and his ass of course. She felt flushed but sick ae sae same time.
Suddenly, he turned and caught her checking him out, but said nothing about it. "Fine, whatever...have it your way...move over, " he said as he walked to her bunk. He picked his shirt up and put it back on. When she didn't move he went to sit next to her which was a big mistake on his part. She grabbed him around the throat and slammed him against the wall. Before she knew what she was doing she was sitting on his lap. "Maybe I didn't make myself clear earlier, " she said dangerously close to his face.
He didn't say anything just stared at her. That's when she realized the position she was in. She released her grip on his throat and he grabbed her wrists tightly. "You made yourself perfectly clear 452, chill out." She struggled against his hands, "My name is Max..." she didn't get to finish as he released his grip on her wrist and grabbed her by the hips and tossed her off his lap next to him on the bunk. As he did this she couldn't help but gasp. She felt a sudden rush of heat rise on her neck.
He notiche che confused look on her face and thought it was because of his slang. "I took Communication and Verbal Usage when I was cleared for my solo missions, " he said as he made himself comfortable.
"You mean your assassinations?" she clarified.
He closed his eyes and sighed, "It was my job so if you want to 'bust my chops' about it go ahead I'm not listening." She caught his slip up immediately. 'It was his job?'
She knew he was hiding something. 'Maybe he couldn't hack it.' She didn't bother to ask why. He would just avoid the question. She stood from the bunk and walked to the other side of the room and slid down the wall to sit on the floor. He took advantage and laid down on the bunk and made himself comfortable. "Do me a favor and wake me up in about half an hour."
"Sure, no problem, " she said ng kng kindness.
For half an hour she sat and stared at the walls and found herself glancing toward him once in a while. He unnerved her to no end. She really couldn't blame him for his behavior he didn't know any better. Manticore was all he knew besides his solo missions, which apparently he went sour on. He'd mentioned earlier about not wanting to be thrown back into reindoctrination. That gave her the impression he'd messed up big time in a humane manner.
She glanced at him and shut her eyes quickly. He's not Ben, he's not Ben, Max. She opened her eyes and looked at him again. He was beautiful, there was no denying that. She'd gone three months without running into X5-494. She suspected Renfro had something to do with that. In her warped mind she probably thought Max would welcome X5-494 with open arms thinking he was Ben.
She then realized she was supposed to wake him up and he was sleeping soundly on her bunk. She stood from the floor and made her way over to him. She stopped beside him and looked down at him. Her eyes watered for a split second then quickly blinked them back. 'He's not Ben Max don't compare them.'
She reached down and roughly shook his shoulder, "Hey get up and get out."
He stirred and looked up to her, "I'm up I'm up." He stood from the bunk and made his way to the door. Then he turned and faced her with a cocky grin, "See you in the morning 452."
"My name is Max, " she said irritated. "You should have a name too I hate calling you 494." She saw the disgusted look on his face and almost laughed. "I think I'll call you Alec. You know...for smart-aleck, " she shrugged.
"Alec, " he said. He let the name off off his tongue. He kinda liked it. "I can live with that."
"Good because my next choice was Dick, " she said with a smile
He smiled a mischievous grin, "Catch your act tomorrow...Max." He opened the cell door and left leaving Max to herself. She let the smile fade from her face and let one of worry cross.