Fic: Perfect Soldier (10/?)
Title: Perfect Soldier - Chapter Ten
Genre: Crossover (Dark Angel) / Drama
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Sam/Kurt.
Word Count: 1500 words this chapter | 13310 so far.
Summary: Sam Evans, X4-471, decided that Lima, Ohio was a safe, innocent and unassuming place to start a new life. One moment changed that assumption.
Things in the world and in Lima began to function again, slowly, but it was obvious to everyone with eyes that the world was not going to be the same again for a long time - if ever. Sam obviously noticed that people were depressed and scared but he could not fully appreciate the sum of their fears because, well, this was a lot better than the place he had escaped from. The words were definitely flying around: depression, financial ruin, poverty, corruption, destruction. Sam understood the concepts but he did not understand the magnitude of the changes, because he was finally free. It may have been the end of the world as the common people knew it, but not to Sam.
After a few weeks, school at McKinley resumed again; although, it really was was more of a command post and a way to account for underage citizens than an actual place of education. The militaristic feel made Sam incredibly nervous, and he was glad when he could steal a little peace, taking off into the choir room where the glee kids still stuck together.
“Sam,” Quinn said quickly, when he walked into the room. Quinn looked different since The Pulse, really. She was more ragged than before and it was obvious that the changes were particularly hard on her and her family. “Finn said that you saved Miss Pillsbury from getting mugged a few weeks ago, right?”
“Yeah,” he mumbled.
“A few days ago, before McKinley got set back up,” she said softly, “there was a girl here looking for you. She was maybe twelve at most, looking for a boy who fended off some attackers in an unusual way. I think she was referring to you. She couldn’t tell me what you looked like, but that there was something odd about you. There is most definitely something odd about you.”
Sam shot Kurt a look over Quinn’s shoulder. “Interesting,” he said. “Thanks for telling me that Quinn. I’ll keep an eye out. Also, there’s really nothing odd about me.”
“Hmph,” the girl answered, before going on to something else.
“Maybe it was my cousin,” Sam answered, trying to make things sound more comfortable, as he settled down in a seat next to Kurt’s, slipping an arm around his shoulders. Sam was trying to display the fact that he and Kurt were interested in each other and he loved the way that it made Kurt blush, his face freezing up in some kind of cute, happy form of common embarrassment. “I have a lot of cousins.”
Honestly, Sam was terrified, but he tried to focus on Kurt because he could not talk about the terror until he was in a safe spot. The Manticore X5s were around ten to thirteen years of age and this girl had specifically mentioned a moment when Sam may have exposed some of his skills. It was very likely that Manticore had finally caught up with him. His stomach dropped into his throat when he thought about Kurt and his new friends being exposed to Manticore and their chaotic madness, all because of him. He recognized the emotions of guilt, worry, sorrow and protectiveness. He frowned and leaned a little closer to Kurt. “We have to talk,” he mumbled, because he could not hold it in.
“Bathroom,” Kurt said, taking his hand.
When they safely made it down the hall past the insane amount of police officers and teachers, Sam looked at Kurt. “Kurt, I’m worried,” he said softly.
“About what Quinn said?” he asked. “Do you know who she is?”
Sam shook his head. “No,” he mumbled. “I don’t know who she is, but I don’t like the description. She said the girl who asked for me was about twelve and mentioned how I attacked those guys. The X5 series, the series that came after mine, they were the ones that Manticore put their time and money behind. I’m freaked out that they’re coming for me again Kurt. I may have to…go or something, I don’t know, I…I can’t let myself be caught again and I can’t let any of you get involved with Manticore. You’d end up dead.”
Kurt looked at Sam and he seemed to be trying to take in what Sam was saying. “Let’s go back to your house after school,” he said. “Maybe we can find some clues there. If they’re onto you then they may have visited your house.”
Sam looked at Kurt. The kid was a little bit insane and determined to get himself killed it seemed, but it was a good idea. Sam had to know who was onto him, how long they had been tracking him and how far away he had to get to keep them from getting their grip on him. Sam did not want to think about leaving Lima. He had come here to find his peace, a place where he could blend in with the normal human population and live out a life that was not ruled by someone else. He could not give up Kurt and his friends without some kind of fight. “Alright.”
Sam’s house had been vandalized over the past weeks, but it was nothing focused to him, just the general chaos of the world that they had lived in. He walked inside to find that anything that was left had been looted.
It was pretty easy to find the girl who had been looking for him though, because she was sitting in the front room, huddled in a corner. She immediately sprung to her feet when they entered. Her hair was short; almost shoulder length, but it didn’t fool Sam. He had grown out his hair the moment that he escaped Manticore, in order to hide the barcode and blend in to the general population.
The pretty child was definitely an X5.
“State your designation soldier,” Sam said, instantly jumping back into the role of a commanding officer, a role that was comfortable and yet terrifying at the same time.
The girl looked him in the eyes. “So, they sent an X4 to some middle-of-nowhere town to get us back?” she asked, crossing her arms. “I’m not a number, soldier. My name is Jondy and I’m a person.”
Sam put himself between the small child and Kurt, immediately. Though she looked like nothing more than an innocent girl of maybe ten or eleven, Sam knew that the X5s were killing machines and even stronger than their predecessors. He was definitely afraid of the damage that she could do; however, it seemed that she was one of the escaped X5s, the ones that Sam regarded as his heroes and his inspiration for escaping himself.
“You’re one of the ’09 escapees,” he said softly.
“Don’t play dumb,” she said, crossing her arms. Apparently she had some very good infiltration training because she played up the child-with-an-attitude role very well.
Sam knew that she could very well be playing the role of one of the escaped X5s. Manticore knew very well that Sam was out there and that if he met one of the escaped X5s, he would think that he had some kind of alliance. “How do I know you’re really one of the escaped X5s?” he asked, seriously. “How do I know this isn’t some kind of Manticore trick?”
“What would they be tricking you for?” she asked. “I hear that a mysterious guy with crazy powers is around attacking muggers and of course, I think that it’s a Manticore agent assigned to get me.”
“I think the same when a little girl comes to my school looking for me,” Sam said in quick response.
“What’s going on?” Kurt asked, softly, urgently. Sam eased his protective stance a little and shot Kurt a comforting look.
“She’s X5,” Sam said, staring down the young girl.
“He’s X4,” she retaliated, quickly.
“I escaped five months after the infamous ’09 escape,” he said. If she was working for Manticore then she knew this, so it was no use keeping the information secret.
“If you are an escapee,” she said, considering his words, “then you are as dumb as hell. I’ve picked up on Manticore activity in various parts of Ohio. What the hell were you doing taking down a bunch of muggers on a public street?”
“Someone was in trouble,” Sam said quickly.
“Was she an important target?” the girl asked, skeptically.
“No,” Sam mumbled, confused by everything that was going on.
“Fine, I believe you,” Jondy said quickly. “For today, you can be an X4 escapee that none of us have ever heard of, but you lay low and do not lead to risk to the others that are out there.”
“I’m just trying to live a normal life.”
“You think you can live a normal life?”
With that, the X5 girl took off out the broken open window, leaving Kurt and Sam staring at each other and looking more confused than ever.
“She was an X5,” Sam explained, sitting down on the floor. “Five months before I escaped there was a unit of X5s that escaped. Some made it and some didn’t, but they were my inspiration for escaping. I knew that if they could do it, then I could, and that I wasn’t the only soldier at Manticore thinking about freedom.”
“What does this all mean?” Kurt asked, sinking down beside him.
“I think that it means there’s a lot of trouble in the future.”
Genre: Crossover (Dark Angel) / Drama
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Sam/Kurt.
Word Count: 1500 words this chapter | 13310 so far.
Summary: Sam Evans, X4-471, decided that Lima, Ohio was a safe, innocent and unassuming place to start a new life. One moment changed that assumption.
Things in the world and in Lima began to function again, slowly, but it was obvious to everyone with eyes that the world was not going to be the same again for a long time - if ever. Sam obviously noticed that people were depressed and scared but he could not fully appreciate the sum of their fears because, well, this was a lot better than the place he had escaped from. The words were definitely flying around: depression, financial ruin, poverty, corruption, destruction. Sam understood the concepts but he did not understand the magnitude of the changes, because he was finally free. It may have been the end of the world as the common people knew it, but not to Sam.
After a few weeks, school at McKinley resumed again; although, it really was was more of a command post and a way to account for underage citizens than an actual place of education. The militaristic feel made Sam incredibly nervous, and he was glad when he could steal a little peace, taking off into the choir room where the glee kids still stuck together.
“Sam,” Quinn said quickly, when he walked into the room. Quinn looked different since The Pulse, really. She was more ragged than before and it was obvious that the changes were particularly hard on her and her family. “Finn said that you saved Miss Pillsbury from getting mugged a few weeks ago, right?”
“Yeah,” he mumbled.
“A few days ago, before McKinley got set back up,” she said softly, “there was a girl here looking for you. She was maybe twelve at most, looking for a boy who fended off some attackers in an unusual way. I think she was referring to you. She couldn’t tell me what you looked like, but that there was something odd about you. There is most definitely something odd about you.”
Sam shot Kurt a look over Quinn’s shoulder. “Interesting,” he said. “Thanks for telling me that Quinn. I’ll keep an eye out. Also, there’s really nothing odd about me.”
“Hmph,” the girl answered, before going on to something else.
“Maybe it was my cousin,” Sam answered, trying to make things sound more comfortable, as he settled down in a seat next to Kurt’s, slipping an arm around his shoulders. Sam was trying to display the fact that he and Kurt were interested in each other and he loved the way that it made Kurt blush, his face freezing up in some kind of cute, happy form of common embarrassment. “I have a lot of cousins.”
Honestly, Sam was terrified, but he tried to focus on Kurt because he could not talk about the terror until he was in a safe spot. The Manticore X5s were around ten to thirteen years of age and this girl had specifically mentioned a moment when Sam may have exposed some of his skills. It was very likely that Manticore had finally caught up with him. His stomach dropped into his throat when he thought about Kurt and his new friends being exposed to Manticore and their chaotic madness, all because of him. He recognized the emotions of guilt, worry, sorrow and protectiveness. He frowned and leaned a little closer to Kurt. “We have to talk,” he mumbled, because he could not hold it in.
“Bathroom,” Kurt said, taking his hand.
When they safely made it down the hall past the insane amount of police officers and teachers, Sam looked at Kurt. “Kurt, I’m worried,” he said softly.
“About what Quinn said?” he asked. “Do you know who she is?”
Sam shook his head. “No,” he mumbled. “I don’t know who she is, but I don’t like the description. She said the girl who asked for me was about twelve and mentioned how I attacked those guys. The X5 series, the series that came after mine, they were the ones that Manticore put their time and money behind. I’m freaked out that they’re coming for me again Kurt. I may have to…go or something, I don’t know, I…I can’t let myself be caught again and I can’t let any of you get involved with Manticore. You’d end up dead.”
Kurt looked at Sam and he seemed to be trying to take in what Sam was saying. “Let’s go back to your house after school,” he said. “Maybe we can find some clues there. If they’re onto you then they may have visited your house.”
Sam looked at Kurt. The kid was a little bit insane and determined to get himself killed it seemed, but it was a good idea. Sam had to know who was onto him, how long they had been tracking him and how far away he had to get to keep them from getting their grip on him. Sam did not want to think about leaving Lima. He had come here to find his peace, a place where he could blend in with the normal human population and live out a life that was not ruled by someone else. He could not give up Kurt and his friends without some kind of fight. “Alright.”
Sam’s house had been vandalized over the past weeks, but it was nothing focused to him, just the general chaos of the world that they had lived in. He walked inside to find that anything that was left had been looted.
It was pretty easy to find the girl who had been looking for him though, because she was sitting in the front room, huddled in a corner. She immediately sprung to her feet when they entered. Her hair was short; almost shoulder length, but it didn’t fool Sam. He had grown out his hair the moment that he escaped Manticore, in order to hide the barcode and blend in to the general population.
The pretty child was definitely an X5.
“State your designation soldier,” Sam said, instantly jumping back into the role of a commanding officer, a role that was comfortable and yet terrifying at the same time.
The girl looked him in the eyes. “So, they sent an X4 to some middle-of-nowhere town to get us back?” she asked, crossing her arms. “I’m not a number, soldier. My name is Jondy and I’m a person.”
Sam put himself between the small child and Kurt, immediately. Though she looked like nothing more than an innocent girl of maybe ten or eleven, Sam knew that the X5s were killing machines and even stronger than their predecessors. He was definitely afraid of the damage that she could do; however, it seemed that she was one of the escaped X5s, the ones that Sam regarded as his heroes and his inspiration for escaping himself.
“You’re one of the ’09 escapees,” he said softly.
“Don’t play dumb,” she said, crossing her arms. Apparently she had some very good infiltration training because she played up the child-with-an-attitude role very well.
Sam knew that she could very well be playing the role of one of the escaped X5s. Manticore knew very well that Sam was out there and that if he met one of the escaped X5s, he would think that he had some kind of alliance. “How do I know you’re really one of the escaped X5s?” he asked, seriously. “How do I know this isn’t some kind of Manticore trick?”
“What would they be tricking you for?” she asked. “I hear that a mysterious guy with crazy powers is around attacking muggers and of course, I think that it’s a Manticore agent assigned to get me.”
“I think the same when a little girl comes to my school looking for me,” Sam said in quick response.
“What’s going on?” Kurt asked, softly, urgently. Sam eased his protective stance a little and shot Kurt a comforting look.
“She’s X5,” Sam said, staring down the young girl.
“He’s X4,” she retaliated, quickly.
“I escaped five months after the infamous ’09 escape,” he said. If she was working for Manticore then she knew this, so it was no use keeping the information secret.
“If you are an escapee,” she said, considering his words, “then you are as dumb as hell. I’ve picked up on Manticore activity in various parts of Ohio. What the hell were you doing taking down a bunch of muggers on a public street?”
“Someone was in trouble,” Sam said quickly.
“Was she an important target?” the girl asked, skeptically.
“No,” Sam mumbled, confused by everything that was going on.
“Fine, I believe you,” Jondy said quickly. “For today, you can be an X4 escapee that none of us have ever heard of, but you lay low and do not lead to risk to the others that are out there.”
“I’m just trying to live a normal life.”
“You think you can live a normal life?”
With that, the X5 girl took off out the broken open window, leaving Kurt and Sam staring at each other and looking more confused than ever.
“She was an X5,” Sam explained, sitting down on the floor. “Five months before I escaped there was a unit of X5s that escaped. Some made it and some didn’t, but they were my inspiration for escaping. I knew that if they could do it, then I could, and that I wasn’t the only soldier at Manticore thinking about freedom.”
“What does this all mean?” Kurt asked, sinking down beside him.
“I think that it means there’s a lot of trouble in the future.”