Okay guys! Here I go!!!
Firstly, I would like to apologise to all for making you wait soooooooo long for this story to be posted. The truth is, I had most of it done, but I got a major case of writer's block and I hate to start posting a story without finishing it because I am constantly goiung back and altering chapters depending on where the story is heading.
Secondly, this is the first time I have had my story betaed. I was always afraid that a beta would change the chapters around and alter it into something that didn't feel like my work. But, I have given the important task to a good close friend of mine so I want to say, right from the get go, a big THANK YOU
to Nikki, my Auzzie sister and fellow vamp. This way, we can stay strong together in our time of no Supernatural (unlike all you lucky Americans that have had the second series already!)
Thirdly, (and this should be the last!) I have to point out that this has a slightly more adult theme than In the Genes and The Power, The Sacrifice. I don't go into detail, but I say just enough to hopefully get your imaginations working!!!
So, the disclaimer is that I don't own any characters from Supernatural or Dark Angel that you have met in the actual shows, but the new characters within this trilogy are all mine, so hands off! lol
Max and Alec were enjoying themselves with their friends. It had been a very profitable week for both the Jam Pony employees and the residents of Terminal City.
Many more people were buying Joshua's paintings and were wanting them delivered (because they were afraid to actually enter Terminal City incase of getting poisoned by the no-longer existent toxins) and so Jam Pony, as official couriers for the art gallery, found themselves on an increasingly high amount of runs.
It was night and everyone was relaxing at Crash. Alec had just beaten Sketchy at pool for the 4th time that night and now Sketch was getting in the rounds.
Alec took a seat on the comfy sofa Crash had just invested in and he leaned back into it, placing his arm along the back of it. He sat next to Max who in turn sat next to Logan.
“Please, can’t you two stop that for just one night
?! I mean, it’s disgusting!” Alec complained.
“All we’re doing is holding hands Alec. You might want to think about trying to find a partner,” Max said, clasping Logan’s arm that bit tighter, just to annoy her transgenic sibling.
“Yeah, and it doesn’t even have to be a girl,” Original Cindy offered, raising her eyebrows mockingly.
“What doesn’t have to be a girl?” Sketch asked as he placed the pitcher of beer on the table and sat next to his friend and work colleague O.C.
“Nothin. Cindy is just trying to get a spanking,” Alec retorted, shining those feral eyes of his in her direction.
“You wish. You and your generic ass can stay away from me and mine.”
Everyone was smiling and happy. Not too long ago they had nearly lost each other when White and his Breeding Cult had decided they were going to try and call forth…something
…using their new friend Sam Winchester and his powers as a sacrifice.
In rescuing them, Alec and Max had nearly died at the hands of other Breeding Cult members and even after 3 weeks, they were still nursing some of the more severe injuries.
But one good thing that had come out if it was a cure for the virus within Max’s system and now she and Logan were inseparable.
As the music in the room changed to the next song, Alec looked up to see a vision walking towards them. With the Black Eyed Peas song ‘Hey Mama’ playing in the background, Alec seemed entranced with this woman walking towards him.
She wore a flowing knee-length; spaghetti strapped black dress that shimmered in the light with her movements as if it was a second skin. It was accompanied by black strap healed shoes and silver jewellery in the form of a snake chain and bracelet and hoop earrings. Her outfit was perfectly displayed by her 6ft height and her dirty-blonde hair that descended from a ponytail in curls.
Her body swayed with the music and she walked straight up to him and simply said, “Fancy a dance?” in a voice that would turn any man into jello.
Alec’s eyes glistened. ‘I fancy a lot more than a dance sweetheart’
he thought, but instead he said, “Sure.”
She offered her delicate hand and he took it, the two gracefully leaving the group.
His friends watched him depart with shock and amusement on their faces at what had just transpired. “Have you ever seen Alec act like that?” Sketch asked.
“He looked as if her were in a trance!” Max gloated, rubbing her hands together in an evil manner. She was going to rub this in for a long time.
On the dance floor, Alec and his new partner were melding together in time to the music. She had a way of manipulating him that felt so right to the transgenic, that he didn’t resist her lead at all. She went down on him and came back up, her green eyes linking with his seductively.
A hand snaked its way up his back and into his hair as her hips rolled closer to his, one leg going between his so that they were as close to each other as possible.
Both Alec and the woman were breathing heavily. They were practically having sex on the floor! Alec held her around her slim waist, and as the music continued, he dipped her back, leaning over her and taking in her scent. When the tune moved into its climax before the last chorus, she licked her fingers suggestively, making Alec practically drool! If he had had canine DNA in him, he probably would be wagging his tail by now!
Max and the rest of their friends looked on open-mouthed. Max was stunned at the way Alec was moving and being manipulated by this complete stranger. Something in the back of her mind began to tingle. Something about this newcomer concerned her.
“Who is she?” Max asked a little too defensively.
“Take it easy Max, it sounds like you’re jealous of her,” Logan commented, looking at Max with a raised eyebrow telling her to explain her reaction. After all, Max was dating him
“I just want to know who can come in and do that to Alec without him forming any resistance.”
“It’s cool boo, her name’s Patrice and she’s the roommate of my new girl, Chase,” OC offered by way of an identity.
“I wonder if Alec knows her name,” Sketch said.
“Why?” Max asked, snapping her head to look at him from the glass of beer that she had been staring into.
“Because he’s leaving with her,” Sketch continued. No one had realised that the song had finished and moved onto the next one.
Everyone looked to see Alec and Patrice walking up the stairs and out of Crash. Max suddenly bolted from her chair. “Steady on Max! I really don’t think he wants you interfering.”
Let me say now, Dean and Sam are in it, but I have to set the story up first so bear with me, they are coming!!! Honest!!!
Also, if you haven't read the previous crossovers, let me know if you want a roundup of them and I'll do a summary for you before the next post, but hopefuly I covered that in this chapter!
Let me know what you think.
*sits biting nails whilst waits*