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Summary: When Alec is on the verge of insanity, Max and Logan take him to a mental institution. But what does this place have to do with Manticore? MA

Rating: PG so far.

Feedback: Please! (:

Timeline: This happens after 'Dawg day afternoon'.

A/N: I apologies for the spelling, it isn't perfect but I don't think it is unbearable. Enjoy!

Breaking Point.

Chapter 1: Prologue

494 lay in a small room, two men sat beside him. One was an old man; he held a cane with an odd figure on the top. But 494 couldn't see the cane, not even the old man's face. The other man in the room was young. But still more than 10 years older then the soldier at his side. 494 could clearly see the face of this man. He had short, blonde locks of hair, and small blue eyes staring back at him. The old man was looking at 494, observing him like some lab rat, but he didn't say a word. The young man reached for a blank flashcard.

"What is this?" 494 looked at him confused. "There's nothing there, sir"

"Do you see her?"

"See who, sir?"

"Is she speaking to you?"

"There's no one there, sir"

"Does she give you orders?"

"I only take orders from my superiors, sir"

"Do you follow her commands?"

"Who?"

"Answer me soldier!"

"No, sir" The young man got up and walked out of the room followed by the older man.

494 remained in the room in silence. Abruptly a sharp pain stroked his left eye making him move away. But he couldn't, he was tied down to the chair beneath him. The pain slowly increased as he felt his arms starting to burn up. Still he couldn't move, the pain was unbearable, and he couldn't move. He was trapped.

Alec woke up in a startle, sweat pored from his body as he got up and headed towards the bathroom. This was just too much. The dreams never seamed to stop. He was tortured, tortured by nightmares of Manticore. Everything from Training to Spy-ops replayed in his head over the last week.

"Alec" he heard a soft voice whisper. He looked around the familiar room. Nothing. It couldn't be one of his lays, he was at Crash last night, but all he did was drink. He shook it off and entered the shower. Forget. All he needed to do was forget. Forget about Manticore, about 49-. Ben and everything else wrong in the world. He didn't need to think about pain, it was enough feeling it.

He got out of the shower and quickly got dressed. Alec walked in to his messy living room and turned on the TV. There was a man holding a sign that read 'Death to the freaks'. A reporter held a microphone as the man spoke. "Those damn trainee's should be locked up somewhere. We can't have em' in our streets. They're freaks. I-" Alec turned of the television, got on his bike and left towards Jam Pony.

He never asked to be created, none of them did. Yet here they we're, punished for just being alive. It wasn't fair. They portrayed transgenics like soulless monsters, cold blooded killers. Then again that's what he is. A killer. The things he did to.

No! He didn't want to think about that.

The point was that maybe he deserved the people's hate. But there we're others. Like Joshua, they we're accusing the big guy of murdering Annie. The sweetest and kindest person he knew killing the one thing that he had ever loved. Nobody would believe that. Not if they knew Joshua. "Alec" his bike swerved around with the movement of his feet. There wasn't anyone there. Again. Something really weird was going on.

Finally reaching Jam Pony, he put his bike on the rack and went to his locker. "Hey Soldier Boy!" a voice said from behind him. "Hey OC, what's up?"

''Not much. I'm just waiting for my Boo." he took his riding gear from his locker and sat on the bench to put it on.

"Why don't you guys ever get here at the same time? I mean you do live together."

"Yeah. But that girl can never be up on time, funny thing is she don't even sleep." OC said with a chuckle. Alec grinned at the thought.

"Hey guys" Sketchy appeared from behind them with a smile even larger then Alec's.

"What's your dealio?"

"I got another hot tip from my source!" OC walked up to him and smacked him on the head.

"Ow! What was that for?"

"For being so stupid! How can you keep this up after what happened last week?"

"I'm not giving up! When I find a real transgenic ill have the story of a century."

"Fool." OC mumbled and walked away. Alec got up and patted Sketchy on the back.

"She's gotta have PMS or something." Sketchy said half serious. Alec just laughed and went to talk to Normal.

"There's my Golden Boy!"

"Hi, Boss" Normal smiled happily and gave him a package. "That goes to sector 6."

Alec nodded. He walked out the door turning towards his bike. "494" the same voice called. He looked around.

No one was there.

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TBC