Authors note: Firstly; this chapter may be a bit on the short side. Anywoo; I needed to try and get the balance of storytelling and sex right again with the last chapter, so I hope that worked out; but that's for you to judge. And thanks to the anonymous emailer who suggested using Transhumans to base the feel of the series again, it helped a lot, I know you asked for a sex scene involving Mole, but I found it difficult writing it into the story.. Sorry, I am trying to add it though- but no promises. Lastly there seems to be mixed feelings about my "Previously" and "Next on Dark Angel" segments: so if you like it, don't worry I'm keeping them, and if you don't, just scroll down to the beginning of the chapter; no big deal, shish! - INYOTEF ;)
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Previously in DARK ANGEL: MIRROR CRACK'D...
'...I'm the soldier for tomorrow's war baby.'
He turned around and Max looked at the thick veins that ran from the point where the implant had been inserted up the back of his head, and down his neck...
D'Arc was stronger, but she was faster; he was right though, this wasn't a fight she'd walk away from. She dodged his punch, then dived over the parapet of the third story parking level, landing in a roll on the grass below...
...She put her barefoot down and sped off to the point where she was supposed to meet Del and Sam; and on cue they came crashing threw the fifth story window. They hightailed it to the green Ford; men firing M4 riffles out at them thru the window ... Sean Gleason sat up in the back, 'Sain's b' praised fer you lass. Ta all o' ya fer bailin' me out like tha'; but we bes' b' get'n outta Boston feckin' fas' coz Klaas ainay gonna b' at all ta pleased...!
'...There's another way to get your family back,' Del said, forthrightly.
'Klaas is well connected. You could speak to Vivian Shevchenko...'
'Max would never go for it.'
'Max doesn't have to know...'
...The three woman looked up as a chopper came flying in from the south, and two black vans rode in from behind them.
Vivian Shevchenko stepped out ... 'His Sean Gleason, but he is no Interpol agent, sweetheart,' Vivian said with a smirk, 'his Klaas' main competitor; a gun runner out of Dublin, Ireland...'
'You can do this? Klaas, can retrieve my family from these men?' Sam asked ...
'Secure the Soto Mark and become Klaas' personal clean-up team and your family has no worries...'
'What!?' Max asked...
...She gripped the nose of the M4 and the shotgun then flipped back, catching Vivian under her jaw and taking her off her feet; then on landing on her knee, twisted her waist and struck Del and Sam in the face with their own weapon handles...
...Sam looked curiously at the Caucasian man that sat opposite them, sipping a glass of champagne- Klaas...
'...T-734,' Vivian said, still stroking Klaas' cock leisurely... 'Accelerated Progeria ...'
...Klaas spoke, 'the virus has been accelerated to- ahh.. To work a hundred times faster, a nice way to take the Soto Mark down...'
...Max stared him down but he didn't flinch.. 'ya thinking' if I would release her family before Klaas makes a move, she won't have ta sell her soul,' Gleason finished... 'Just one problem there lass, wus innit for me then?'
...Max grit her teeth, her nails scraping over the red material of the sofa; she pushed her foot down on the laminated floor, spreading her toes for better support; but she refused to give this asshole the satisfaction of hearing her moan; of admitting to him that she was enjoying the sex...
'...I'm here to make a deal,' Sam said to Soto, ignoring him, 'you'll want to hear it.'
'What is this deal?' Soto asked her.
'...Klaas is giving him a peace offering... '...me...'
...Feeling her pussy resist, D'Arc pressed his massive body to Sam's and started sliding in and out of her sweet pussy. He groaned as her velvety sex wet-nursed his cock as he pumped it in and out of her...
...Sam stretched her arm out and reached for the T-734 in her inner-coat pocket; but her eyes shot open as his hand gripped hers. He gripped the pole and swung it, hitting Sam and sending her threw the window. D'Arc looked down at Sam grinning, then picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder and walked off into the night with her...
'...If Max needs our help ta help a fellow "freak" I say we help,' Luke said, raising his fist...!
'...Once we get word from Sean Gleason's men that the hostages are secure,' Max said, 'we're good to go...'
'...We move in and get Sam out!'
'May I ask what you'll be doing while we run and gun,' Mole asked with a smirk.
'I play Sam.'
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'...Oh Fuck!' Max groaned as she was tossed onto her side on the king-size bed, the man with short, bleached blonde hair lying behind her and gripping her firm, round, tit and molesting it..
He guided his hard cock back to her needy pussy and she whimpered as he slid back into her. Lifting her leg slightly he started up again, sluing in and out of that sweet, soft vagina of hers, her sticky lips caressing his hard cock- it was incredible!
He lifted himself over her, her leg bending over the other and her waist turning flexibly, then started driving into her harder, fucking her like she was some horny slut.
She reached up and put her hand around his neck, holding her lithe body up with the other and contorted her face as she felt his cock work her perfect pussy so delectably... 'C'mon, fuck.. Fuck me,' she growled.
'God you're a needy slut 453,' Klaas grit...
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An hour earlier...
...Pouring rain ran down Joshua's snout as he crouched in the thick bushes, sniffing the night air.. 'Guards, I smell many guards,' he said.
'This sucks,' Alec grumbled, 'I'm spose to be pulling in the chips at a poker game, instead here I am helping Max play hero, again.'
'Tell me about it,' Mole murmured.
'Max is friend, gave us freedom,' Joshua growled, 'we help; help her!'
In a van down the street Logan and Luke sat watching the video feeds they had hacked into, 'cut the chatter on the lines guys,' Logan said...
'Bitch all you want, but Max would come to the aid of any one of us.. Or do I have to remind you about the time she got that bomb out of your neck, Alec?'
Alec's eyes popped and he suddenly felt guilty, 'thanks,' he said sarcastically, 'where the hell is she anyways...?'
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...Max rode up to the gate of the compound outside Portland on her Kawasaki Ninja 650.. She had changed into a tan, suede jacket, with a grey shirt underneath, which was tied above her pierced navel. She also wore tight hip-hugging denim jeans and brown boots. She frizzed up her hair so that it was curlier and opted out her yellow tinted shades for a pair of brown ones that covered most of her brow...
She stopped in font of the gate and looked at the camera that moved to view her, then pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and blew smoke into the lens. The electric gate opened and she rode inside up the pathway, looking at the large number of ex-military guards- Klaas doesn't fuck around, she thought.
'Be careful in there, Max,' said Logan's voice over her earpiece, 'I'm guessing Klaas had already sent Sam after the Soto Mark, so you may want to think of a reason why you don't have it.'
'I got this. You just lean on Gleason to get Sam's family safe,' she said in response.
'We can't trust him, so remember the contingency plan,' Logan pressed.
'I said I got this!' Max fenced.
She rode up to the main house of the semi-fortress and was surprised to see Vivian Shevchenko in one of the upper offices talking to Muda Yobo, when she used her enhanced vision to zoom in. When she had met him she pretended to be a prostitute along with Del, so if he saw her here, he'd see red; and he was known to be a very violent man (not that she couldn't handle him, but she would prefer getting out of this fortress alive).
Cutting the engine she climbed off the bike and walked up to the front door... 'Ok, listen up; I'm going dead on coms. Klaas'll have sensors in his compound sweeping me for bugs as I walk in. So just follow the plan.'
'Rodger that,' Luke said from the van.
'You got it Maxie,' Alec confirmed...
'We're up,' he said turning to Mole and Joshua.
'Calling Geronimo?' Joshua half-snarled-half-smiled.
'Hah, gently, big guy, huh?' Alec said holding up his hands cautiously, 'easy does it.'
Joshua gripped the back of Alec's coat and hoisted him over the tall wall as if he were a cushion.. Alec landing on his ass on the other side...
A patrolling guard spotted him, and quickly reached for his radio, but in a flash Alec dived him to the ground and gripped him around the neck in a sleeper-hold...
A second later Mole came flying over the wall as well, courtesy of Joshua, and looked at Alec getting up then at the unconscious guard on the ground.
'Great,' Alec whined wiping the mud off himself. He pulled out his gun and ducked down behind an outhouse, '...we're in.'
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Max was awestruck as she stood inside the massive entrance hall, looking at the Hellenic design and phallic statues; whoever said "crime doesn't pay" hadn't met Klaas...
