Sorry it took so long! School tests and college runs.. Anyway, here's the next chapter! I hope your still reading it! Thank you all for the reviews! And as always, I don't own anybody in this story.. Except Gray and David. :~)
"Maxine. How did you and Grayson meet?" David asked while sipping his
wine.
"Well, we kinda' bumped into each other one day when I was walking home from school."
"So I hear. I thought that maybe Gray had been fibbing when he told me that." David looked over to Gray who was currently eating rather slowly and silently. "Grayson? Anything you would like to ask Ms. Gibson here?" he said pointing his fork at her.
Gray looked up from his meal and eyed David. He then looked over at Max and he sat up straight ready to ask his question.
"Can I talk to you, privately Max?" Gray asked and began to get out of his seat.
"Um, sure thing." Max said and warily got up. She was a little worried what Gray might ask. After all if it was a normal question, he could have asked it in front of his Uncle... right? The two walked back to Grayson's room and he closed the door behind him. He sat down on the bed and gestured for Max to sit beside him. She did so and looked at him in the eyes.
"What's the matter Gray? Is something wrong?"
Grayson hung his head low and thought if he should tell Max about what he had just put in her wine. She seemed so unaware and innocent. She had no idea what they had in store for her. But they did need her. She would be the one that would break the curse and she would give them the much needed power they had been searching for. The power to live without fear, the power to live omnipotent. She would be the key to their races future and survival. Maybe, just maybe, if she knew what she was needed for, she would help them, and in return be the most powerful woman of their kind.
"Max," he looked up to her face stopped talking. He couldn't do this, not to the women who mattered the most to him. Of course he wanted his people to be powerful and feared among all other races, but not at the price of Max's pain.
Max continued to stare at Gray his eyes seem to change a bit. He looked like he was sad. Happy sad you could say. "Gray? What's the matter?"
Gray smiled at her, "Nothing. Everything's fine. I just needed to get you away from my Uncle. He's very nosey." He laughed as he saw Max smile.
"Oh. Well, I suppose he did ask a lot of questions. I didn't really notice."
'Your not supposed to.' Gray thought as he remembered the sleeping powder in Max's food. He looked at the goddess next to him and noticed that her eyes seemed droopy. The stuff was kicking in. And he was not going to let her stay over here and get experimented on in her slumber. "Maxine. You look tired. Think it's time to go home?" He got up off the bed and looked down at her.
"I suppose so. I don't see how I got tired so quick." She placed her hand over her mouth to stifle a yawn. Gray extended his hand towards her and she gratefully took it. She felt so tired all of a sudden. She slumped against his chest and yawned again. At contact with landing on his chest they both felt a spark between them. "Gray? Did you feel that?"
"Yeah. What was that?" He asked a bit puzzled.
"Felt like a charge or something. Hm, maybe a connection between us eh?" She laughed a bit before falling deeper into sleep. "Sorry Gray. Just.... so.. tired...."
'A connection? None of the Others had ever really felt a connection with him. He just used his good looks to draw them in. They never really cared about him or anything. Could Max really be the One?
A connection between the two will bring forth a great understanding. A shadow will intervene and end all doubts.
That's how the prophecy went anyway. A connection could be the connection the he and Max felt for one another. Maybe the prophecy was coming true!' Gray stood there for a while longer before he realized that Max was asleep. Max. Asleep. In his arms. In his room... He slowly let his hand roam down her backside and stopped when she produced a moan. 'What the hell am I thinking? I gotta' take her home.' He picked Max up in his arms and walked toward the door. He shifted her weight, so as not to drop her, and proceeded through the condo. He heard David move around the living room before he actually saw him. The man came up to Gray with a twinkle in his eye.
"So I see our One is finally asleep. Took longer then I expected, but not surprising. Seeming how she is the one, her body will take longer to absorb things then a normal women would. Now let's take he-"
"We aren't going to do anything to her." Gray took a step back from David who's face grew stern.
"What do you mean Grayson?" He didn't look too happy.
Gray thought quickly before answering. "Maxine told me before she came over that she wasn't feeling too well. Her sickness could alter the results of our tests. We do not want false readings from the tests due to her being sickly." He waited to hear David's response.
"Hm. I suppose you are right." Gray let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. "Take her home. We will have to try again sometime soon. I am returning to head quarters. Goodnight Grayson." David said and turned on his heel and left the building. Gray took the time to look down at his precious bundle. Max was still asleep lightly snoring in his arms. 'She is so beautiful. I will never let anything happen to her.' He thought and left to take Max home.
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"Terry!" His lil' bro was yelling. "Come and play this game with me!" Terry padded over to where his brother sat on the floor in the living room. He was playing some video game that had a whole lot of shooting. A bit violent for a kids game.
"I don't want to play with you squirt. You shouldn't be playing this game anyway. Way to much violence for your little mind." He said as he ruffled his bro's hair.
"Max would play with me. She always does. She's soooooo much cooler than you!" He stuck out his tongue and continued to play. "Where is Max anyway?"
"Out." Terry growled before flopping down on the couch.
"Out where?"
"Out there."
"With who?"
"I don't plan on spilling that out to you."
The little boy sat for a minute, his mind wondering. "SHE'S OUT WITH A GUY!!" He leapt in the air and ran around the couch. "MAX IS WITH A GUY! MAX IS WITH A GUY! TERRY'S JEALOUS! TERRY'S JEA-" Terry tackled the screaming child.
"I'm not jealous. And I dare you to say that again."
"Your jea-" the sentence was cut off due to the laughing that came from him. Terry was tickling him with no mercy.
Ring Ring. Ring Ring. The phone was going off. The laughter subsided as the oldest boy picked up the receiver.
"Hello?"
"Terry. It's Bruce."
"What's up?"
"I need you to come by. I found out that another teenage girl was found dead a few weeks ago with the same cause of death as several others. I think we need to investigate."
"No can do. I have to baby-sit tonite."
"What about Max?"
"She out."
"Out?"
"On a date."
"Really? Interesting. I'm surprised that you let her go." He chuckled.
"What do you mean by that?" Terry said, anger rising.
"Nothing, nothing. Come see me first thing in the morning." And with that he hung up the phone. Did everyone know Terry liked Max? He supposed so. He flopped back on the couch and stared at the clock. 'I wonder if she's home..' He picked up the phone and dialed the oh so familiar number and waited as it rang.
"Maxine. How did you and Grayson meet?" David asked while sipping his
wine.
"Well, we kinda' bumped into each other one day when I was walking home from school."
"So I hear. I thought that maybe Gray had been fibbing when he told me that." David looked over to Gray who was currently eating rather slowly and silently. "Grayson? Anything you would like to ask Ms. Gibson here?" he said pointing his fork at her.
Gray looked up from his meal and eyed David. He then looked over at Max and he sat up straight ready to ask his question.
"Can I talk to you, privately Max?" Gray asked and began to get out of his seat.
"Um, sure thing." Max said and warily got up. She was a little worried what Gray might ask. After all if it was a normal question, he could have asked it in front of his Uncle... right? The two walked back to Grayson's room and he closed the door behind him. He sat down on the bed and gestured for Max to sit beside him. She did so and looked at him in the eyes.
"What's the matter Gray? Is something wrong?"
Grayson hung his head low and thought if he should tell Max about what he had just put in her wine. She seemed so unaware and innocent. She had no idea what they had in store for her. But they did need her. She would be the one that would break the curse and she would give them the much needed power they had been searching for. The power to live without fear, the power to live omnipotent. She would be the key to their races future and survival. Maybe, just maybe, if she knew what she was needed for, she would help them, and in return be the most powerful woman of their kind.
"Max," he looked up to her face stopped talking. He couldn't do this, not to the women who mattered the most to him. Of course he wanted his people to be powerful and feared among all other races, but not at the price of Max's pain.
Max continued to stare at Gray his eyes seem to change a bit. He looked like he was sad. Happy sad you could say. "Gray? What's the matter?"
Gray smiled at her, "Nothing. Everything's fine. I just needed to get you away from my Uncle. He's very nosey." He laughed as he saw Max smile.
"Oh. Well, I suppose he did ask a lot of questions. I didn't really notice."
'Your not supposed to.' Gray thought as he remembered the sleeping powder in Max's food. He looked at the goddess next to him and noticed that her eyes seemed droopy. The stuff was kicking in. And he was not going to let her stay over here and get experimented on in her slumber. "Maxine. You look tired. Think it's time to go home?" He got up off the bed and looked down at her.
"I suppose so. I don't see how I got tired so quick." She placed her hand over her mouth to stifle a yawn. Gray extended his hand towards her and she gratefully took it. She felt so tired all of a sudden. She slumped against his chest and yawned again. At contact with landing on his chest they both felt a spark between them. "Gray? Did you feel that?"
"Yeah. What was that?" He asked a bit puzzled.
"Felt like a charge or something. Hm, maybe a connection between us eh?" She laughed a bit before falling deeper into sleep. "Sorry Gray. Just.... so.. tired...."
'A connection? None of the Others had ever really felt a connection with him. He just used his good looks to draw them in. They never really cared about him or anything. Could Max really be the One?
A connection between the two will bring forth a great understanding. A shadow will intervene and end all doubts.
That's how the prophecy went anyway. A connection could be the connection the he and Max felt for one another. Maybe the prophecy was coming true!' Gray stood there for a while longer before he realized that Max was asleep. Max. Asleep. In his arms. In his room... He slowly let his hand roam down her backside and stopped when she produced a moan. 'What the hell am I thinking? I gotta' take her home.' He picked Max up in his arms and walked toward the door. He shifted her weight, so as not to drop her, and proceeded through the condo. He heard David move around the living room before he actually saw him. The man came up to Gray with a twinkle in his eye.
"So I see our One is finally asleep. Took longer then I expected, but not surprising. Seeming how she is the one, her body will take longer to absorb things then a normal women would. Now let's take he-"
"We aren't going to do anything to her." Gray took a step back from David who's face grew stern.
"What do you mean Grayson?" He didn't look too happy.
Gray thought quickly before answering. "Maxine told me before she came over that she wasn't feeling too well. Her sickness could alter the results of our tests. We do not want false readings from the tests due to her being sickly." He waited to hear David's response.
"Hm. I suppose you are right." Gray let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. "Take her home. We will have to try again sometime soon. I am returning to head quarters. Goodnight Grayson." David said and turned on his heel and left the building. Gray took the time to look down at his precious bundle. Max was still asleep lightly snoring in his arms. 'She is so beautiful. I will never let anything happen to her.' He thought and left to take Max home.
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"Terry!" His lil' bro was yelling. "Come and play this game with me!" Terry padded over to where his brother sat on the floor in the living room. He was playing some video game that had a whole lot of shooting. A bit violent for a kids game.
"I don't want to play with you squirt. You shouldn't be playing this game anyway. Way to much violence for your little mind." He said as he ruffled his bro's hair.
"Max would play with me. She always does. She's soooooo much cooler than you!" He stuck out his tongue and continued to play. "Where is Max anyway?"
"Out." Terry growled before flopping down on the couch.
"Out where?"
"Out there."
"With who?"
"I don't plan on spilling that out to you."
The little boy sat for a minute, his mind wondering. "SHE'S OUT WITH A GUY!!" He leapt in the air and ran around the couch. "MAX IS WITH A GUY! MAX IS WITH A GUY! TERRY'S JEALOUS! TERRY'S JEA-" Terry tackled the screaming child.
"I'm not jealous. And I dare you to say that again."
"Your jea-" the sentence was cut off due to the laughing that came from him. Terry was tickling him with no mercy.
Ring Ring. Ring Ring. The phone was going off. The laughter subsided as the oldest boy picked up the receiver.
"Hello?"
"Terry. It's Bruce."
"What's up?"
"I need you to come by. I found out that another teenage girl was found dead a few weeks ago with the same cause of death as several others. I think we need to investigate."
"No can do. I have to baby-sit tonite."
"What about Max?"
"She out."
"Out?"
"On a date."
"Really? Interesting. I'm surprised that you let her go." He chuckled.
"What do you mean by that?" Terry said, anger rising.
"Nothing, nothing. Come see me first thing in the morning." And with that he hung up the phone. Did everyone know Terry liked Max? He supposed so. He flopped back on the couch and stared at the clock. 'I wonder if she's home..' He picked up the phone and dialed the oh so familiar number and waited as it rang.