Max Guevara (catx5_452_fever) wrote in chaos_cube, @ 2008-07-15 23:21:00 |
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Current mood: | pissed off |
Backtrack-Meteor Shower and a kidnapping.
OK, let's make a few things in this world, the next world perfectly clear. Maxine Guevara-X-452 never and I mean to say never is gotten up on by anyone, ever, except... She mighta' gotten tagged by a bullet saving a lil kid, but that was her being the Saviour in the wrong time and place. She might have been kidnapped by other Nomolies and X agents, but never really hurt and always got out of it. There is and was only one person in this whole gaping, sucktastic world who got to her, shot in the heart by a clone of herself. Yeah, Max got taken down by one and one only...herself. Always herself. So, when she was sittin' on the roof just chillin' and watchin' the sky. Missing Sam something fierce and she cried her silent and heavy tears. She never knew what came over her. There was a few soft thuds behind her and she was on guard. Standing and going on the offensive. She was ready to go toe to toe with these losers. "Finally, some FUCKING ACTION!" she screamed out to the air and the sky and the stars. Months of frustration and boredom and just plain anger boiled to the surface. Rising and rising like bile to the surface of her throat and then things just went black. All this raging against the proverbial machine and she found herself flailing and gasping in nothingness in no time flat. She floated there, she felt it as she floated there for hours and days and months. This boiling cesspool of bitter rage all bottled off and sampled like a fine wine. That's what she felt like, a bottle of fine wine just floating in a sea of ice and nothing.