The Plague__Prolouge

Author (s): Majandra & Shiri

Date: 3/28/02-

Rating: R

Disclaimer: No own

Spoilers: Up to S3 finale

Muse-ic: Resident Evil Soundtrack

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I know why you plauge me

I know why you plauge yourself;

I know why you blame me, I know why you blame yourself

~Slipknot, "My Plauge"

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PLAGUE - PROLOUGE

Ground Zero, New York City

A mysterious black van pulled up to the gates of Ground Zero. The driver rolled down his window. Some audiable speaking was done between the driver and sercurity guard before the driver rolled up his window and the van went through the gates into the descruction that was a result of the September 11th attacks. The van pulled up to a pile of rubble at the far end of Ground Zero, away from all the clean up that was going on and a few seconds later the pile of rubble in front of them began to shift and move, reavealing a type of garage door. The van pulled in and the door shut slowly and the rubble shifted back to how it was, looking like nothing happened.

About an hour or so later, a tall man with dark brown hair walked down a hallway with silver colored walls. He also wore silver colored doctor scrubs. He was followed by 4 or 5 men who were also wearing scrubs. He makes a left turn and approached the metal door that was in front of him. When he reached the door, he punched in the number code into the access panel. The door made a click sound and slowly opened, allowing the men to walk in the room. When they entered the room, there were 9 medium sized holding cells. Agent David Black, head of the FBI Special Unit, had an evil twinkle in his eye as he looked at all 9 subjects and saw that they were now awake.

" I see, my current subjects are awake. Are you prepared for the experiments?" Agent Black quipped, eyeing them. His brown eyes filled with imense saisfaction, at having finally caught all living ties to "Project X" as it was dubbed back in 1947. He knew what they were and he was prepared for anything, before him in 9 holding cells, were Max Evans, Isabel Evans- Rameriez, Michael Guerin. The Roswell aliens.

But the agent had gotten a few added bonuses in his quest, traveling hunting down the three. He had caught Elizabeth Parker-Evans,Maria DeLuca, Kyle Valenti, and Alex Whitman. Human subjects they all knew the aliens secret; an added bonus to him was the fact that two of the humans had been subsequently 'healed' by one of the aliens. Another bonus that made the agent gleeful at the turn of events was catching two more aliens, or dupes as he would call them; Rath and Lonnie.

"Fuck you." Lonnie sneered. She put out her hand, in attempt to use her powers to just knock out the wall, but nothing happened.

The agent looked almost like the bringer of death when he held up his hand showcasing the trithum amplification generator. "Tough," He sneered back at her. "But you see, this renders every alien in this room powerless" He spoke eyeing them all.

"Well you know asshole, I could care less about your damn trithum amplificaton whoose it. So fuck off and fuck you" Rath eyed the agent slowly, never taking down his cocky attitude or rude mouth.

The agent eyed the mohawk and brown eyed alien slowly. "I don't think so....you see we have ways of dealing with your type around here" He then pushed a red button on a controller he had already prepared and suddenly an electric zap was sent threw Rath's body. The agent then pushed the button again shutting off the zapper.

"You fucker, I'll kill you" Rath sneered at the agent, shaking the bars of the steel barred cage he resided in.

The agent choose to ignore Rath and slowly turned to Liz eyeing her with a secret motive in his eyes as he spoke, and motioned toward her. "You......You're coming with me."

The agent looked to two of his men and nodded his head towards the brunette human girl. Liz began to back up as the men started coming towards her cell.

"Leave her alone. Take me instead!" Max Evans, the king of the Antarian world yelled to the agents fastly approaching his wife.

The head of the FBI Special Unit shook his head in distaste and nodded to Liz. "Take her" Then his head also slowly switched to the other brunette in the the cell to the left of a black haired lanky young man; Alex Whitman

Maria DeLuca, didn't move. She could only stare the agent down, her voice mixed with venom as she spoke glaring to the agent. "If you mean sex wise, I'd say your a few balls out of luck" The others in the room lightly snickered all except the agents.

"Miss DeLuca, I presume. I'm surprised, you are no different than your friend here. You may appear to be tough but underneath your exterior your just the soul of a scared little girl, wanting nothing more than to scream your head off right now, or even run to your boyfriend and cry. You're pitful" The agent spoke evil now more apparent.

"Screw you buddy. You are some pitful excuse for a physciarist, or is it that you assist Mr. Rodgers?" She asked a mock puzzed expression on her face, not backing down from the agent.

The agent snapped his fingers and suddenly Maria was ripped from her holding cell and down on her hands and knees with the agents surronding her form, the silver tinted scrubs shining lightly in the dim light of the compound.

"Max!" Liz screamed as she was pulled out her of cell by two agents. She screamed and strugged as she was dragged past Maria to an unmarked door leading to only god knows where.

"NO! Liz!"Max yelled as he saw his wife of only 3 days being dragged away to probably be tortured.

Michael Guerin's brown chocolate hues, deflected pain and hatred. Hatred for the people doing this to everyone he cared about. Everyone he loved. His masculine hand raised slowly running a hand threw his dark brown hair. His one ring he wore still encased around his finger, he had given Maria the other one when Max and Liz had exchanged vows. He slowly parted his lips before speaking and looking directly into Maria's hazel brown tinted hues. "Maria, get up. Remember we've been through worse, you can do this earth girl"

Maria slowly lifted a scrub silver covered arm and stood up, defiantly eyeing the agent. Her own hazel brown tinted eyes looked to Michael then flickered back to the agent, before raising a small slender arm brushing her brunette mocha colored hair out of her porcelin seemingly encased face before parting dry lips and speaking with her teeth clenched. "Alright, dickhead," She smirked lightly turning her head to eye him with a certain amount of defiant innocence. "Give me your worst"

The agent grabbed her arms and slowly was dragged to where her best friend was being held. Michael swore to himself as he watched her be dragged away. Numerous thoughts began to run though his head.

{Oh my god.. We've finally been caught. I could blame it on a number of things. Max healing Liz, of course that's how it all started. So that's what I could blame it on most but I won't. I could sit here and lie and say I'm happy about finally getting caught but truthfully I didn't even know this place existed and right now....... I'd give anything to keep it that way. I feel like I can't hack anything anymore. Maybe it's just me. I'm sitting here and I feel like I'm back to stonewall Michael. And all I can hear with in miles, and even so are screams, screams of torture, pain, instatanible and agonizing suffering. Maria and Liz's combined screams, shit I don't even know what's happening to me or anyone anymore, all I know is pain right now. Never ending pain, and suddenly everything evens out, and then all thats left are never ending screams in blackness of dark.}

CH 1 TEASER: Rath, smirked eyeing his short haired aquantance, in the barren run down cell across from him. His hands ran slightly across his mohawk brushing it back a little, before sighing and speaking to Lonnie. "Yo bitch"

Lonnie scratched one side of her blonde tinted brunette short locks and her brown eyes slid over to him. "Whatz yo problem Rath, you done hit on little miss perfection then you hit on little miss fuckin' muffett"

A loud groan was heard as a reply from Rath who when looked over toward Lonnie was a hard erection steming from Rath's uncomfortable worn silver scrubs

Lonnie raised a eyebrow to him. "Oh god now ya'z is fuckin' jackin off" She slowly rolled her brown hues and smirked

He nodded to her and continued stroking himself, then spoke. "You'z got a damn problem with it? Sides you ain't my bitch. You'z just a damn good fuck"

Lonnie threw her black tinted nike sneaker at hm. "Fuckin' Dick"

Rath stopped and smirked. "You knows that you like me fuckin' you, bitch. You jus' scared to try the fre- kay shit in here"

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