Sway

Seth had directed Max to the East side of the city, they remained ever watchful sector cops, not only because Seth was still wanted, but also because it was way past curfew.

They were down below a bridge at the entrance of a sewer tunnel. Seth opened it and led the way in. Max shone her torch, lighting the way down the dark, dank tunnel, as they walked through the Rat infested, murky water. They carried on to where the tunnel split into opposite directions, and turned left.

Before long they came to a metal door that Seth opened, ushering Max in. She entered what looked like a huge maintenance area, she guessed this must have been where they had started building the sewer from.

“Jondi”, Max said seeing her lying on the bed.

The stunning brown haired girl looked up at Max with her sparkling cat-like hazel eyes. Like Max her body was beautifully curved with perfectly firm 36C breasts.

“Max?”

She looked past Max at Seth.

“NO!”

“Well done”, came the voice from the right.

Max stared at the approaching man. He wore tacky clothing; a hoody, and khaki jeans, but it was his skin, as pale as the moon with protruding blue veins, that Max was staring at.

“I have that effect on people 452”, he smiled looking at her, with icy blue eyes that almost glowed, addressing Max by her Manticore designation, “As you no doubt guessed, I am Sway.”

Max clenched her fist ready to charge.

“Hold her”, ordered Sway.

Max found her arm being gripped in a hammerlock, an arm tugging around her neck restraining her. She turned her head to see Seth holding her.

“Seth! What the hell are you doing?”